The Zionist's Justification January 27, 2012 16:57
Don't call my racist policies apartheid;
In fact don't call them racist.
When I give special privileges to my group
And deny it from all the others,
It is not because my policies are racist, or apartheid, or bigoted or discriminatory.
It is because we are chosen
And you are not.
Don't call it ethnic cleansing,
Or forced expulsion.
When I take away your land
And rename your villages with my names,
When I forbid you from returning home
And uproot your generations-old trees
To build shopping malls,
It is because people of my religion
Unlike those of all other religions
Demand a land to live in to the exclusion of others,
Even if they have lived there for centuries
And even if many of my religion disagree with me.
Don't call it piracy.
When I raid your boats,
Or indeed the boats of others
Who bring aid and food to your brothers,
And kill some of the crew
In waters that don't belong to you
Or to me,
Then it is in self defence,
Lest some of your baby food
Can be propelled at me at high speed
And bruise my insatiable greed.
Don't call it state terrorism
When my bombs cascade down on your family
Or my soldiers abduct your children
Or my army prevents food from entering your mouth
Or even your land.
My militants wear uniforms
And drive sophisticated tanks and planes
And that makes them an army
(the world's most moral, as you must know)
And not terrorists,
Though to you much of what they do
Looks and smells of the terror of a state bent on your suffering and destruction.
Don't call it kidnap
When my soldiers enter your house
And abduct your children without warrant
Or rationale other than that you are Palestinian.
And when we beat or threaten your children
To force them to confess and sign in writing
Documents in a language they do not understand,
Then don't call it abuse
And definitely don't call it torture.
I am sure I saw them throwing stones earlier
Either at a tank, or maybe at the wall
Or maybe it was another child
Or just a dream
It doesn't really matter, they are still guilty of being your children and your future.
Don't call it an apartheid wall
Or a wall of oppression
Or an occupation wall
Or a land-grab wall.
It is a security fence
Innocuous as the Berlin wall that it dwarfs
And is for my protection
Against your wishes to be treated as a human in your own land.
Must I remind you that I was murdered, maimed and expelled at the hands of the Nazis?
And that this gives me the right to murder, maim and expel you?
And to demand that no one talks of it as murder, maiming and expulsion?
For to mention my crimes would be anti-semitism
As I am entitled to do whatever I please because of my holocaust,
and the world owes me that.
(Oh, and don't call them crimes.
Because of my history, all my crimes should be called self-defence).
Most of all, don't call it Palestine.
Just because your parents and theirs and theirs lived there for centuries
For much of that time they were occupied by Ottomans, Brits, Turks and Crusaders,
So you forfeit your rights as a human,
And especially the right to call it Palestine.
Call it "Israel".
That is what I believe it was called for about a century
Three thousand years ago.
And that means you are invented, and I am not.