A leadership Crisis

The massive move on the ground that the Israeli government is enforcing is becoming very obvious, disregarding any cruel or shrew reflections on the Israeli government image. A race for more de facto- on the ground enforcement in this loose time until Trump steps finally down. Last week’s visits conducted by the US Secretary of State, Pompeo was a clear and direct implication of the disastrous block for any margins to a livable, sovereign, possible Palestinian autonomy, saluted with a wine made in a settlement labelled with his name.

Dr. Salam Fayyadd article “labeling Israeli products, or formalizing theft of Palestinian land” tells it by just reading the title. However, as devil reveals itself in details, what this Palestinian former State Man is saying rings all the bells to the international community, and the Palestinians hopefully to wake up from this seemingly lasting hibernation mode for a just, peaceful, livable solution. “It is about nothing if not about labeling territory.

The full article is in the link : Labeling Israeli products, or formalizing theft of Palestinian land?

When the declaration of the Palestinian independence was announced on 15 November 1988 in Algeria, the dream of liberation became a step closer. We were in the middle of the first Intifada, and the stories of-of our heroic resilience were impressive even to us. We believed that it was time for liberation. After living a whole life, (I was fifteen back then) under occupation, only commemorating one misery after another, it was the time that we have a real Palestinian day.
With its good and worse, this day became a symbol.
However, independence was never never realized , despite the declaration of a State in a similar symbolic empty setting, in the UN some years later.
As I am looking at myself, three times older than that day when the independence was first declared, I bow down my head with disappointment that continued to impose itself on the Palestinian living hood since Oslo.
Sometimes I try to justify what took place, which resulted in Oslo, at times I think it is ok that we, the people who never left this country, neither voluntarily or by force, were always privileged in the sense that we never tasted the bitter feeling of the diaspora. But apparently, the diaspora we imagined was not the diaspora that the people in what became the Palestinian Authority lived in. It is not the poor people of the refugee camps, whose lives only became more and more miserable and intolerable with time.
It sounds like gangsters in the disguise of a national movement hijacked us, as a nation. No matter how I try to make, things look healthy, adjustable to our lives. No matter how I try to make this process of the so-called Oslo anything that can give a Palestinian statehood. Anything that can make us a nation … a country that was lost since Oslo.
Before the “Independence,” our life had a shape of a life of people who struggled for liberation, but we were one nation, one people. Even the relationship with the Israelis was better. Our worst nightmares were flying checkpoints who became permanent. And we were so spoilt we were throwing stones and burning wheels and going in demonstrations, and the Israelis only hit us and smashed urn legs and occasionally killed some.
Our life was a life of people who sincerely strived from existence. A life of individuals whose cause is the cause that is so just it split the world and no power was able to diminish it or its people …
All these years later
We are still under occupation
Killing became a way of living
Children are sentenced to jail
If lucky, not to be killed
Oppression continues…
the colonial settlement is inside our neighborhoods.
Our leadership struggles to keep its existence. All about individual people.
The homeland became each one’s house and family.
Religion, political affiliation became the cause …
On this day, we are celebrating the defeat of our cause ….deliberately …………
Also, at this moment in life…. We are all partners in this crime. Because there are no more secrets hidden, and there is no more unknown to be discovered…. Just our continuous defeat

Hard Talk…Hard Truth: We are a hijacked nation 

I was watching Hard Talk with Hussam Zomlot, the Palestinian Ambassador to London. Mr. Zomlot is the superstar of the Palestinian diplomacy. Eloquent, witty, and smart… However, nothing more than a man who represents a corrupt regime that continues to sell our cause as a nation to serve its notions… Notions that do not present except a regime that represents its officials. 

Hard Talk was nothing but a real reflection of the bitter truth of our reality: We Palestinians who allowed ourselves to be hijacked under the promises of liberations with nothing more than opportunists who continue to buy and sell in our names, first a land, prisoners, martyrs and now what is left of us as people. 

Somehow, this coincided with my reading a book on Edward Said, and while thinking of Blaming the victim notion that Zomlot mentioned, I could not see but Said’s argument on a far more important need today not less important than before : “We cannot fight for our rights and our history as well as future until we are armed with weapons of criticism and dedicated consciousness.” 

It is such discourse of a detached from reality but that of the people of the PA that created the polemic of Said on the PA. I think of every word and think of how vicious we are on those who speak the truth. How hypocrites we are in compensating our just cause as people into these people who continue to suck out our resources, land, blood and souls.

Zomlot expresses himself brilliantly thinking he is trying to convince a Palestinian journalist who cannot but agree obediently with his allegations. Allegations with a strategy that he starts his discussion with ends with admitting that there is nothing strategic anymore. Allegations of our prosperity as a nation that has no economic issues and ending with a cry out on food parcels. 

Zomlot who is from Gaza, shamelessly thinks he represent Gazans or Palestinians. The Hard Talk host told him boldly: You cannot say that people don’t need salaries, but you are sitting here in the cozy office in London with a nice salary that he is not willing to give up. 

Zomlot sounds as if he lives or comes from another state. A state that could be a great one if it was not for the brutal Netanyahu. 

Interestingly, Zomlot sees himself representing the PLO not the PA. I have to say I cannot but laugh or more precisely slap my face thinking of his maneuvers in the discourse. 

It is true that the PA was supposed to build a state that takes out of occupation as he stated, but it ended up building a state of a bunch of rich people that these people really think is part of Switzerland or maybe Norway. 

I am not sure which land is Mr. Zomlot talking about the PLO or the PA or whoever he means he represent does he mean when he says that Gaza, Refugee Camps, and Jerusalem are taken care of … I guess he means it is his “faction” first level that is taken care of on the account of what is called people. 

Between selling a lost cause diplomacy that nobody believes and contradictory statements and 

I really call for MR Zomlot, not to use another martyr, don’t use autistic people. We did not hear you condemning what your official tv station program that ridiculed disabled people. Stop using our victims to your political benefits. Go ask for a state of yours. your people. Those who call themselves PA or PLO and leave us the PEOPLE of this country alone… We are sick of abusing all what Palestine once meant to us. 

Don’t speak on our behalf. Don’t speak of a democracy in a regime that practices dictatorship on its people, for people who cannot even express their minds. and if they do … they are handcuffed in hospital beds like Jehad Abdo now. 

There is only one victim: US THE PEOPLE who are perishing under your corrupt rotten regime. 

The truth is that the real problem is YOU, name its PA or PLO. The truth is that Palestinians who are holding on in resilience for their basic rights are sick of corruption more than occupation. 

The truth is that you proved to us that colonial occupation is better even in its worse than what we are living today. 

The truth is that people at this moment are hunted or detained because they dared to say loud what most Palestinians want to say: LEAVE US ALONE 

We’ve really had it. 

Enough is enough. 

When I first started blogging, I thought I will be reflecting on personal issues related to a divorced woman living under occupation. The relationship between divorce and occupation for women is interlinked. It interwinds in circles and in every intersection. As my writing developed into other topics that always, maybe subconsciously made the fact that I am a divorced woman a triggering point to my response to any cause that I believed needs support. 

Causes of people and affairs that have no obvious representation, and if any, are hushed, quiet and in secret. 

It felt normal speak out loudly and to address what became every issue maybe: occupation and its violation, racism, inequality, home demolitions, checkpoints, oppression, aggression… It is easy to trigger a woman who has been encountering a vicious divorce for a decade. 

But I wish it was a relationship that I can stop at in linking it to my reality. A reality of a woman who is divorced and lives under occupation. The rest of the sentence seemed like an intellectual statement: A divorced woman living under occupation inside a patriarchal structure. Today the statement stands with another addition, that is neither intellectual nor philosophical: A reality of a woman who is divorces and lives under occupation inside a patriarchal structure that is molding in corruption. 

I was thinking that fighting corruption is a way to fight for a better state. I always believed that what we are going through as Palestinians is a must-be phase in the building of states. Well, I always also believed that you cannot build a state skipping out the phase of liberation from occupation. I have to say I deserve to pay the price of believing that we should give this a try: A Palestinian state under occupation. This led us to this point of total destruction. We are like a timed bomb that we inserted ourselves and we forgot to create an exit. 

Actually, they did… We the fools who agreed to replace the dream of liberation with a flag and an authority with no borders, autonomy, economics, and security. A natural result that the borders will get us into a point of suffocation. The autonomy will be practiced on us, and we will be paying the taxed of the economy to fill their pockets. Those who claim weapons to oppress us and to safeguard the occupation.

Anyway… 

At some point I made a decision that I have to write in Arabic if I am sincere in my mission. The mission of building up on the building of a state. Standing up for our rights. Facing corruption. Addressing issues of social taboos. Representing the voice of Islam, women, nationhood in what they truly are. 

It was easy to write n English to non-Arab speakers to speak about freedoms and its violations. However, I knew that speaking out to the public I address, and to the government I live under is the real act in making a difference towards building. 

And yes, the margins became full pages, and topics never seized to end. The more you open up on issues, the more issues evolve rule of law, accountability, corruption, honor killing, women killing, homosexuality, CEDAW, violence, education, health sector, medical mistakes, medical facilities, political disputes, Fateh, Hamas, Da’esh. 

I don’t know when I realized that I was like a loner. I looked around me and found myself alone with a few addressing the most critical issues, daring, courageously, with nothing in mind except bringing justice as a must have rule in our lives.

But from another side, I saw how much people were reading what I write. How much they were actually waiting for my articles. How much fulfilment and hope what I write gives them? Many told me that I represented the unspoken public opinion that nobody dares to address. 

I know of many who are afraid to put a like or share my articles. I know how my articles are passed through inboxes on different groups like the forbidden tree.

 After all, … I am a woman who in her best can be a Virgin and this is not possible…with four children surrounding me, or an Eve who can convince Adam to the unforbidden path. 

I tried my best not to stop at threats. I never turned an eye to an insult that stroke to my reputation as a woman… I long time ago stopped even think of this as an insult… I must be that sexy and appealing and demanded if I have all those men or all those illicit behaviors happening from me!!! I fought to keep my appearance the way I believed it should be when addressing religion and women. I never hindered or retreated from defending a case that saw just. I wrote in defense of rivals, and I wrote in criticism of close friends. My slogan remained that I write about causes, about performance, about responsibility, and people represent causes not private figures. 

I thought I was losing friends and allies in this path. Probably creating enemies from all directions but at the same time I knew well that y words were wrapped and perceived with great respect and admiration on all levels. 

as freedom of expression continued to deteriorate in the Palestinian authority domain, threats became louder and closer. I insisted not to listen, but I remained careful. I refrain from going to the west bank except in full cautiousness. I equipped myself with scenarios of what to do in case anything happened. I stayed home! 

I knew it was coming after the article I published in criticism of the government spokesperson some months ago. I have to say it sounded ridiculous to see the backlash of that article. After all I only criticized the spokesperson over his performance, which means I criticize the government. 

I often follow closely my intuition and this time I know it was serious. Maybe it was getting more and more serious after the last time I was attacked after an article about the stealing of graves in Jerusalem. I should haven known then that the silence that accompanied that incident was just a preparation of more. I should have maybe raised my voice higher when an official said in one of the social groups “someone needs to shut this woman up”. but I always thought … stay strong woman. Don’t allow then to scare me. after all you survived the most vicious war of divorce. It couldn’t be worse… but apparently there is worse. 

After all I am hitting hard on the ego of this patriarchy. I feel like holding a stick shooting in all directions into a hive full of hornets. when I assumed, I am only awakening dedicated bees?

Our Palestinian hive is nothing, but a graveyard guarded with a horizon of hornets and filled with hyenas savaging whatever is left of us. whatever is left from our integrity, pride and security. 

They burnt the car… but they cannot burn my words. 

Yes, it is horribly dangerous. because this time we were surrounded by the blessings and mercy of god and the quick intervention of the police… sarcastically it is the Israeli population police. 

Ironically, the Israeli occupation secured me from the terror of those who are supposed to be protecting me from the occupation. 

I always thought of my relationship with the Israeli occupation like the relationship with my ex husband. It is also sarcastic that my ex-husband was the first to come to help when the car was set on fire.

Should I update my position on occupation and make it a relation of a forced marriage to a rapist? Even here it sounds more human than the reality. 

Sometimes a rapist husband is kinder than a family that forced such a marriage!!

 

بنات فلسطين كتاب لامل قعوار يرصد النضال الفلسطيني بنسائه منذ ايام الانتداب حتى التسعينات . ومذكرات النسوية الاولى لعنبرة سلام الخالدي ، يحاكي احاسيس ونضالات المرأة الداخلية وسبل تحريرها 

فما بين الكتابين كانت كذلك سيرة ليلي خالد التي تابعت حياة ليلى في السبعينات ، وتكلمت كثيرا عن الوجه “الفدائي” للنضال الفلسطيني .

وفي الجانب المقابل للكتب المكدسة بقراءاتي المتقطعة لا تزال يوميات خليل السكاكيني تنتظر رجوعي. فتوقفت في مكان بدا لي غير مبشر ،استعصى في مرحلة ما على فهمي ، عندما وجد نفسه منفيا الى سوريا.

هكذا كتب لا يمكن قراءتها بدون الولوج فيها بشخصانية كبيرة . وما يحدث قصريا . فعادة ما نتعاطف مع كاتب او مع بطل الرواية ومع مكانها واحيانا نربط الحبكة ونشبهها بحكايانا.

الا ان هذا النوع من الكتب والاخص السير الذاتية ، يحاكي المكان نفسه والصراع ذاته ، والاشخاص في اغلبهم مرت اسماءهم وعائلاتهم على ارفدة حياتك . فالقدس تحديدا صغيرة وفلسطين ليست اكبر بكثير لتترامى اطراف حكاياتها .

ولكن ما كان اقوى من شعور الاثارة الذي يربطك شخصيا باماكن السطور وشخوصها ، فلقد تعرف فلان ولقد تكون سمعت عن علان ، ولا بد انك تعرف المكان الذي تصفه العبارات والتي تتحدث عنه الكثير من الفقرات . قد يرافقك شعور بالاقتراب او الاغتراب من جملة ما او فقرة او كلمة . فإن الشعور الاقوى الذي يعصف بك هو تلك الحقيقة المفككة المبهمة عن واقعنا . فهناك حقائق برؤوس اقلام واضحة ومعرفة تربينا على حفظها ومعرفتها وحتى انها سكبت في عقولنا وجمدت واغلق عليها . فلقد يجتمع الواقع العربي والفلسطيني على تعريفات مؤرخة في تلك الحقبة التي علمت مع بداية القرن العشرين . فهناك انهيار الامبراطورية العثمانية ووقوع فلسطين في صحن الانتداب البريطاني قبل  الالتهام الكامل للامبراطورية الراحلة فيما بين افواه الاستعمار الغربي. وهناك النكبة الفلسطينية والنكسة وحرب الكرامة وصبرا وشاتيلا واعلان الاستقلال واوسلو.

فيما بين تلك الوقفات التاريخية التي شكلت ما نعيشه بهذه اللحظات من فتات تلتقطه افواهنا نحن مما تبقى من حلم بوطن عربي وآخر تحرير لفلسطين ، تكمن الحقيقة المبهمة التائهة منا . وكأننا بوعي اعصبنا اعيننا عنها نثرنا عليها اغبرة الزمن لكي لا نرى حجم المصيبة التي نعيشها حتى تجلت امام اعيننا كما تتجلى اليوم.

فالواقع الحالي من فتات وشتات ودمار ليس صنيع المرحلة الحالية فقط. ليست مصادفة ولا غضب الهي تلك الانهيارات المتتالية التي يتسابق فيها انهيار الكيان العربي. فنحن شعوب لا نعرف الا التعامل مع الحاضر بردات فعل لا تتعدى النحيب والصياح والشجب وتقتصر رؤيتنا على ما لا يتعدى انوفنا وننشغل به . ونرفض بشدة الرجوع للماضي والتعلم من اخطائه ونصر وبشدة بأن الأسوأ مستحيل لاننا شعوب الايمان بقدرة الله واصطفافه مع حزبنا هو الغالب فينا .

ويبقى واقعنا الهلامي كالفقاعة المرمية على الارض بعد الاستمتاع والانبهار برقصاتها المحدودة والمؤقتة في فضاء نتحكم تماما بمجاله قبل السقوط الابدي الى التراب. نستمر في نفخ فقاعات جديدة موهمين انفسنا ببهاء الرقصات المائية المؤقتة ، وما نلبث نعي الا اختفائها . ولكن الحقيقة الكامنة والمتربصة لنا بفقاعات تفجيرية مليئة بالكبريت والسموم وليس الماء والصابون . وكأننا اعتدنا عليها ولا نزال نصر على حالنا المؤقت.

وحالي لا بد لا يختلف عن حال الاكثرية التي دأبت على تسكين الامها ومواجعها بعدم المعرفة والسعي وراء قوت يومها ، لعل وعسى ، لان ما يلحق بنا لن يقدر على خلاصنا منه الا الله . وبالفعل ، فرحلتنا الى الله ظهرت بالحركات الاسلامية التي استمرت بالتزمت والتجرد من الله حتى اصبحت ما نراه اليوم من داعش وتحت لواء الله.

وبين ألوية الله المختلفة والمتعددة التي ننتمي جميعا اليها ، لا تزال الحقيقة ملقاة لتشكل قمما داستها اقدامنا ولم نعد نعرف شكل وقيمة وهوية الميت الذي دفنناه .

ولعل مرور الزمن من جهة ،وتعقيد الامور من جهة اخرى جعلتنا مع استسلامنا مقعدين حول انفسنا بلا حراك

.ما فعلته بي تلك القراءات يشبه النبش بالمقابر . وكآني ابحث عن عزيز فقد في زمن ما ودفن في مقبرة جماعية تم اكتشافها حديثا. وفي رحلة البحث عن هويته ،تبدأ رحلة معاناة كل تلك العظام المتراكمة بحثا عن قبر يليق بالتضحية التي قدموها اولئك الذين قضوا من اجل نفس القضية التائهة منا .

بينما احاول رصد الحراك النسوي في تلك القراءات ، التقرب اكثر من معاناتها وحروبها في كسر القيود والتحرر. رأيتني كتلك النساء استسلم تماما لمصيري ولا اجد بديلا عن ربطه بقضية الوطن . فكما استمرت المرأة الفلسطينية في تأجيل قضاياها من اجل القضية الاهم وهي تحرير الوطن ، هكذا استبعدت وتلقائيا قضايا المرأة البديهية المستعصية من اهتماماتي.

فبينما كان الغرب يقترب من افتراسه المحكم ووضعنا بين فكيه ، كانت النساء لا تزال تناضل من اجل التجرؤ على نزع الحجاب. والحجاب في ذلك الوقت لم يكن مقصورا على غطاء الرأس ، بل كان غطاء الوجه . فعندما وقفت هدى شعراوي في محطة القطار مزيلة لغطاء وجهها ، كانت هذه من اعظم الكبائر . وعندما قررت عنبرة سلام الخالدي رفع الغطاء لتستطيع ان تقدم خطابها بلا تلعثم كان يحجبه الحجاب ، قامت بيروت ولم تقعد. ونسوا العالم بطش الاتراك المنصرم والانتداب الذي كان يقطع بهم اربا ، وكان رفع حجابها هو موضوع الخطاب.

في كل مرة كانت تصل فيه المرأة للخروج الى حريات بديهية ، كانت حرية الوطن تقف امامها وكأن ما تبغي الوصول اليه هو المهدد الاكبر للوطن .

واستمرت المرأة في مراوغاتها بلا كلل ، فلم تطلب او تبتغي يوما التمرد على الرجل . فبكل ومع كل محاولاتها بالتحرر من قيود الذكورية التقليدية ، كان للتقاليد الحصة الكبيرة في نهجها . فبقيت خطواتها بطيئة وتأخذ طبع المراوغة الذي ابدا لم يكن ليخرج عن طوع الاب والاخ والزوج . فالحقوق المبتغاة كانت حقوقا تستطيع فقط ان تنالها من خلال اعطاء الرجل لها اياها.  وترى السيدة الفلسطينية ابان الثورة في السبعينات بين رحلات الشتات للمقاومة ما بين الاردن وسوريا ولبنان ونزولا بتونس تجرأت على التحدي من اجل القضية . فكانت النتيجة الحرمان من الامومة والطلاق والعنوسة لانها ندرت نفسها للقضية . وما لبث الاعلان عن وقف المقاومة المسلحة حتى وجدت تلك النسوة انفسها  في اماكن اكثر ذكوره من الذكور لتحافظ على بقائها . فتحولت بنات فلسطين في تلك الجزئية الى بنات المنظمة التي حولتهم فيما بعد الفصائل الى ذكورهم. فذكرني المشهد وبطريقة محزنة بالخصيان في زمن الخلافات السابقة . فاصبحت تلك النساء التي ضاع شبابهن وجمالهن وانوثتهن من اجل قضية كفاح قدمن فيه مع اولئك الرجال المخلصين لنفس القضية امام خيار وحيد بالترجل عن حلم المقاومة والاسترجال للبقاء مع رجالات القضية التي ما لبثت ان تتحول من قضية شعب لقضية حفنة من الشخوص رددوا ولا يزالوا شعارات التحرر والتحرير حتى سئمنا الحرية وتفرقنا واياهم طوعا في القبوات التي اعدها لنا الاحتلال كل على مقاسه وانتمائه واحتياجاته .

واصبحت تلك النساء كالرجال تصيح وتندب وتشجب وتؤكد على استحقاقها لتاريخها النضالي العريق الملىء بالتضحيات لراحتنا نحن . فالاستحقاق الذي تم المطالبة به من بنات وابناء الفصائل بالرغم من ايفائه وبكل اسى من لحم القضية وارضها وليس فقط ابنائها ، لم تنل فيه المرأة الا الحصة التي رماها امامها الرجل . فلا الحصة الشرعية ولا تلك المناسبة لنضالها … تلك فقط التي املاها المجتمع الذكوري التي حافظت هي على بقائه واستحسنت بما ظنته دهاءا منها الحصول على بعض الحقوق فيه . فالمرأة الفلسطينية تشبه المجتمع العربي ، وتاريخه الحديث . تسعى بالاساس من اجل حقوق حقيقية وحريتها هي قلادتها التي تقسم بها ، ولكنها كالعرب في سعيهم وراء التخلص من الاستبداد ، تخلصوا من مستبد ليقعوا في معتد غاشم وهكذا دواليك .

قراءاتي لتلك السير الجميلة الحقيقية الهادفة الساعية فعلا وحقا وراء الحرية ، اوقفتني في اماكن تاريخية اخرى ، لا بد البحث فيها بوعي اكثر . وجعلتني اقف لاختم امام التساؤلات التائهة التالية :

تلك الفترة الاخيرة للخلافة العثمانية ، والتي رافقتها مذابح الارمن واليونان والاسيريين واستبداد وسفك للدم العربي من قبل جمال باشا (السفاح) ، الذي نجح باقناع العرب بدءا بالالتفاف نحوه للتخلص من السلطان عبد الحميد ، ليعوا وبسرعة فائقة بأنه كان كارها للعرب وحاقدا عليهم .وما تذمروا منه من تهميش بحقهم من عبد الحميد كان زوبعة في فنجان .فلا نزال نحن العرب نعتمد على المسلسلات التركية وسرايا عابدين لتكون منبرنا الثقافي لفهم التاريخ . فلقد نشأنا على كرهنا للاتراك والسلطنة العثمانية ،رامين وراءنا كل ذلك التاريخ العظيم للخلافة الممتدة في أرجاء المعمورة ، وكأجدادنا احتفلنا بما كان سقوطا لليبيا والشام وما صار يتردد على لساننا من “مستعمرات عثمانية على ايدي الاستعمار الغربي الذي فتحنا له اذرعنا وتحالفنا معه . لننتبه وبوقت قياسي اخر لا يحتمل الشك باننا تحالفنا مع الشيطان . فاصبح حليف الامس عدو اليوم ، وهكذا توالت علينا الائتلافات والمؤامرات وتشكل عالم عربي بني اصلا على باطل. ففي رحلتنا بالتخلص من البطش العثماني الذي لا افهم بعد كيف توقف عن كونه مسلما بالنسبة الينا ، رمينا انفسنا نحو خلاص مع عدو كان دائما معرف . فهل كانت تلك سذاجة ام خيانة ؟ ام ان القهر كان هكذا مستفحلا رمانا طوعا في حضن الشيطان ؟ وكم يشبه ذلك الحال حالنا اليوم . عندما يفكر المقدسي منا بالذهاب طوعا للحصول على الجنسية الاسرائيلية . حينما يتحالف المسلم في العراق وسوريا على اخيه المسلم مع المرتزقة او الامريكي المحتل او غيره من متآمرون ضده ولا يأبه الا بالانتقام او الهروب نحو خلاصه فقط. ما نراه في تناحر فيما بين الفلسطينيين بين فتح وحماس ، وما بين المصريين في شرخ قسم الشعب الى اخوان وغير اخوان . وبين حوثيين في اليمن شيعة يجب قتلهم وبين حزم امر عرب على التحالف على العرب انفسهم . بين ابتهاج وتهليل لمصائبنا التي غضضنا الطرف عنها في سبيل التخلص من الاخر منا الذي انتدبناه الد عداوة من اعدائنا .

وتساؤل نحو الواقع كذلك ، كيف تتكشف لنا الايام هذه عن خطة كانت منذ اليوم الاول يتم تنفيذها وكنا نحن العرب نضحد تصديقها واستمرت بالتكشف واستمرينا بالانكار حتى اصبحنا جزءا منها . فما اشبه ما نعيشه اليوم بالذي جرى علينا يوم ساهمنا بالتخلص من الامبراطورية العثمانية وهللنا لسقوطها واعلنناها العدو الاكبر لنا . وكحالنا اليوم نجري وراء فتات ما كان ارضا ووطنا وقضية . …

نعيش نفس التيه … ونمارس نفس الجهل … ولا نزال نقع في نفس الاخطاء والتي لم يعد لها تعريف الا بالخطايا ولا نزال نكررها وبلا حياء….  

Between Muzzling and burning cars … “infirmity” is the master of the situation

Between Muzzling and burning cars … “infirmity” is the master of the situation

The word “infirmity” appears to express it all. Somehow a certain equality in a term that modifies both sides, despite its absence, from the master and the slave in this situation.

Our lives as Masters and Slaves.

They are the masters and we are the slaves.

They are the powerful, the strong, the dominating, the ruthless, the controlling.

We are just followers who are harnessed for them, and for their sake: they can sacrifice us, enslave us, harness us for their interests and burn us if they wish, and set us as firewood for their warmth, after they exhaust all our benefits.

We have to accept with consent.

Keep quiet and mute.

Submissive and kneeling.

Fear, terror, and dread.

Ever since I started writing, I knew that every time, with every article, I knocked someone’s “comfort” as I knocked on the Freedom “Tank”. I was and will always believe that our liberation comes from our freedom, and our freedom requires us to enjoy a degree of awareness, knowledge, faith and dedication for what we believe in. Because free nations are built from societies whose weapons are morals and values and their ability to express and defend what is their right and know how to distinguish what is their duty.

Over the years I have written without fear. Every time I was afraid, I wrote more. And every time I feared, I wrote more. I believed that writing protects and immunes. I also believed that a free human is a fearless human. And my pursuit of freedom remains and continues to be a liberation from fear that shackles. There is no freedom in chains.

A journey that is neither easy nor will it be, and it cannot be. Freedom is dearly valued, and defending it is a sustainable business.

But … does the defense of freedom deserve to die for?

Does life deserve fear, terror and intimidation?

The day before I was exposed to what I might have expected one day. 

I know that with every word I write, it is like walking on embers. I am not a fan of playing with fire, but I do not care about the flames.

 I know how to avoid combustion.

 To live requires us to mingle with risks, if we aspire to live in dignity.

I grew up as a Palestinian, who was accompanied by the word “freedom”, ever since my feet first touched the ground.

 Liberty craves my emancipation for passion to live. 

How can I anticipate liberation from occupation, while there is no freedom granted to us as people, from the leadership that struggles for our assumed liberation? How can I resent occupation, fight for my liberation when my leadership muzzles our mouths and deprive us from the basic freedom of expression to express the need for a change or to stave off corruption that surrounds us from all directions, as it is becoming a norm of living.

Despite my genuine believe and determination, always, that no matter how dissatisfied some may be from my words, and no matter how my topics disturbed the slumber of those who hold safely in their places and positions, and no matter how arguable matters are, with agreeing or disagreeing with me in some opinion and position. No matter how divert the views are, we must always maintain and adhere to that safe line of space among us that maintains and protects our differences with acceptance, tolerance and respect. Because our differences should never spoil our issues, on the contrary it is with our difference that we nourish. Especially that we are a nation that is supposed to be living under occupation. Our differences should unite us not kill us.

My car was set on fire, and the act appeared to be an act of an experienced person who knew that he only reality that exist is his act and the fire he blew. The flames of fire that spread to eat iron in moments, as if it was the only truth present in this reality.

Terrorism and the burning of everything that could reach their hands.

I think about terrorism, which has become our homeland. Between action and reaction. There are those who are terrorized and there are those who are terrorists.

I try to exclude what happened from my memory. I want to burn those moments, sweep its ashes and throw it away from me. I feel infirmed, but I also feel their infirmity. Those weak, cowardly, lurking far away, hiding and protected by their clout, their power, their weapon and their blazing bottles.

The question still twirls inside me: Will being muzzled protect us from their terrorism?

Will our silence, kneeling, turning a blind eye from the leadership corruption protect us from their power, their brutality and their oppression?

If silence was a solution, I would be the first to remain silent.

But as my life is secure and my preservation depends on the lives of those close to me. And so, I must be careful, afraid, and terrified. Likewise, their security and a free dignified life is my duty. If we all remain silent in fear, and fear from being harmed, we will not have a place to live even with submission, because they will continue to oppress and violate.

Freedom begins and ends with the ability to express.

Yes … corruption is exorbitant, and the hands of the oppressor are long and extended. But whoever wants to rot by this corruption is free to rot. And because God has bestowed on me with a very strong sense of smell I cannot cope with rotten mold.

Truth is strength. The power of oppression and intimidation, no matter how long it last, remains invalid.

And this land has been a land of truth since God leveled it to be…. 

And I am the daughter of this land.

Between Muzzling and burning cars … “infirmity” is the master of the situation

The word “infirmity” appears to express it all. Somehow a certain equality in a term that modifies both sides, despite its absence, from the master and the slave in this situation.

Our lives as Masters and Slaves.

They are the masters and we are the slaves.

They are the powerful, the strong, the dominating, the ruthless, the controlling.

We are just followers who are harnessed for them, and for their sake: they can sacrifice us, enslave us, harness us for their interests and burn us if they wish, and set us as firewood for their warmth, after they exhaust all our benefits.

We have to accept with consent.

Keep quiet and mute.

Submissive and kneeling.

Fear, terror, and dread.

Ever since I started writing, I knew that every time, with every article, I knocked someone’s “comfort” as I knocked on the Freedom “Tank”. I was and will always believe that our liberation comes from our freedom, and our freedom requires us to enjoy a degree of awareness, knowledge, faith and dedication for what we believe in. Because free nations are built from societies whose weapons are morals and values ​​and their ability to express and defend what is their right and know how to distinguish what is their duty.

Over the years I have written without fear. Every time I was afraid, I wrote more. And every time I feared, I wrote more. I believed that writing protects and immunes. I also believed that a free human is a fearless human. And my pursuit of freedom remains and continues to be a liberation from fear that shackles. There is no freedom in chains.

A journey that is neither easy nor will it be, and it cannot be. Freedom is dearly valued, and defending it is a sustainable business.

But … does the defense of freedom deserve to die for?

Does life deserve fear, terror and intimidation?

The day before I was exposed to what I might have expected one day. 

I know that with every word I write, it is like walking on embers. I am not a fan of playing with fire, but I do not care about the flames.

 I know how to avoid combustion.

 To live requires us to mingle with risks, if we aspire to live in dignity.

I grew up as a Palestinian, who was accompanied by the word “freedom”, ever since my feet first touched the ground.

 Liberty craves my emancipation for passion to live. 

How can I anticipate liberation from occupation, while there is no freedom granted to us as people, from the leadership that struggles for our assumed liberation? How can I resent occupation, fight for my liberation when my leadership muzzles our mouths and deprive us from the basic freedom of expression to express the need for a change or to stave off corruption that surrounds us from all directions, as it is becoming a norm of living.

Despite my genuine believe and determination, always, that no matter how dissatisfied some may be from my words, and no matter how my topics disturbed the slumber of those who hold safely in their places and positions, and no matter how arguable matters are, with agreeing or disagreeing with me in some opinion and position. No matter how divert the views are, we must always maintain and adhere to that safe line of space among us that maintains and protects our differences with acceptance, tolerance and respect. Because our differences should never spoil our issues, on the contrary it is with our difference that we nourish. Especially that we are a nation that is supposed to be living under occupation. Our differences should unite us not kill us.

My car was set on fire, and the act appeared to be an act of an experienced person who knew that he only reality that exist is his act and the fire he blew. The flames of fire that spread to eat iron in moments, as if it was the only truth present in this reality.

Terrorism and the burning of everything that could reach their hands.

I think about terrorism, which has become our homeland. Between action and reaction. There are those who are terrorized and there are those who are terrorists.

I try to exclude what happened from my memory. I want to burn those moments, sweep its ashes and throw it away from me. I feel infirmed, but I also feel their infirmity. Those weak, cowardly, lurking far away, hiding and protected by their clout, their power, their weapon and their blazing bottles.

The question still twirls inside me: Will being muzzled protect us from their terrorism?

Will our silence, kneeling, turning a blind eye from the leadership corruption protect us from their power, their brutality and their oppression?

If silence was a solution, I would be the first to remain silent.

But as my life is secure and my preservation depends on the lives of those close to me. And so, I must be careful, afraid, and terrified. Likewise, their security and a free dignified life is my duty. If we all remain silent in fear, and fear from being harmed, we will not have a place to live even with submission, because they will continue to oppress and violate.

Freedom begins and ends with the ability to express.

Yes … corruption is exorbitant, and the hands of the oppressor are long and extended. But whoever wants to rot by this corruption is free to rot. And because God has bestowed on me with a very strong sense of smell I cannot cope with rotten mold.

Truth is strength. The power of oppression and intimidation, no matter how long it last, remains invalid.

And this land has been a land of truth since God leveled it to be…. 

And I am the daughter of this land.

This is a quite very old essay…. somehow many things changed since then. Brownie was kidnapped one time after the other… left to an unknown destiny and a grip from my side to write his Memoirs after yet another last rescue.

The president is still here.. sarcastically repeating same advocacy addressed to Others, and now as we are caged in one shrinking living Cantons.. he is struggling for his Party and his own escape Maybe… with yet another empty threat that nobody takes serious, and surprisingly , with a nation giving up to their kidnapper…. Somehow maybe, like Brownie, who gave up on us rescuing him from the never ending kidnaps.

 

My dog and the president ( a confused title for a confused situation)

My search for Brownie (the dog), reminded me of our failure as a nation. I was wondering like a fool probing for a “stolen” dog, that seemed appealing in the eyes of those youngsters inside a society, who stares at you with strange pathetic looks for looking for a dog.

I couldn’t but stop and think of how much of a schizophrenic nation we are. The same filches who crept it, come from the same people whose kids are probably hiding it in their house or neighborhood and feel disgusted seeing someone looking for a dog.

I don’t know if it is a total state of perplexity, or it’s the rush of jittered energy in my nerves that is making me connect this with Mr. Abbas interview with the Israeli TV, and saying his unflustered ’goodwill’ pledges and assertions to the Israeli audience.

He didn’t bother to come out to his nation on the municipality elections ( which is nonetheless a gravestone for our nationhood) and at least comfort us with anything . Or was he so assured, that the only audience that could have a real elections and he can address are the Israelis and that is why he addressed them?

I really wish to understand, what kind of consultation is he receiving and from whom???

One day he goes to the united nation and exploit Israel, and the next, maybe same day, he goes to the Israelis and he tries to get their sympathy and support??? For what?

Why would he think that the Israeli voters even think of him? Why would he ponder that whoever he is or whatever he says would assume the Israeli public opinion?

Or maybe , his consultants are affected with the American elections heat, and cogitate that his words will make any variance for the Israelis? And if so. For whom and against who? Who is our President in favor for? He wants to support the Israeli radical right or right right wings?

And he guaranteed that there would be no intifada during his time???? Of course he will do his best to avoid any intifada, because the only intifada will be against him.

It is such a calamity, that this so called leadership, not only has ragged us away from our land, but abolished what is left from the Palestinian Cause.

And Right of Return , and his right as a refugee … so what does he exactly mean , that as a leader he gives up the right of return , and as an individual he will claim this right as a refugee ?????

Seriously Mr. President … even the young burglar of my poor dog gave a more convincing alibi …

I can only pray for Brownie some Divine protection …. Like us Palestinians ….

2-11-2012

While the palestinian population is busied in surviving Covid with the official government spokesperson prose, quranic verses,and selected jokes, the PA was busy amending the bonus and retirement law for the benefit of its officials.

 

In the most recent sermon of the Palestinian prime minister, he told us about the difficult situation and the extent of the government’s commitment to the citizens after eight weeks of declaring a state of emergency that completely crippled the wheel of the economy, and therefore made it more difficult for the deteriorating Palestinian economic situation.

In the midst of rational measures taken by the government to “clear its responsibility” in front of the citizens, the Prime Minister announced that two working days of all government employees have been deducted from the minister to the guard. Of course, as if the one receiving a salary less than $ 500 is the same level as the one receiving a salary of more than $ 5,000.

All government employees are equal when it comes to cutting salaries!

Of course, while the government is trying its utmost to save the situation and help the citizens, the Israeli occupation has made matters even worse when it decided to “piracy” the taxes owed money to the Palestinian Authority in the amount of NIS 450 million in favor of an Israeli court decision.

While the Prime Minister insisted on the necessity of donating to the “Waqfet Ezz” fund, he presented a gift to the investor sector by exempting him through a presidential instruction from their annual registration fees.

At some point in his speech, I imagined the seriousness of his suggestion that we might enter into an intolerable bottleneck in absorbing the Israeli  occupation violations of the treaties and understandings, especially after declarations of annexation of lands in the West Bank and the seizure of lands around the Ibrahimi Mosque in Hebron, owned by Islamic endowments. Although the news was released a month ago, it was not on the government’s agenda to denounce or object. This may result in a declaration of the dissolution of the Authority.

In conclusion, what will be left for the PA to manage if the areas B and C and the Jordan Valley are included, and the Tax clearance funds deducted, which will be reduced if the revenues of those living in areas B and C are automatically transferred to Israel, the international aid is reduced, and a clear economic collapse?

 

There was a lot going on while we were sleeping in our homes, busy with our livelihoods with slumber, and with the daily briefings of the government spokesperson with excitement. Between the performances of prose and the Quraanic verses and the possible jokes that comfort us and distract us from what is going on. Together with intersecting paradigms in which ministers took he platform to bring in their own shows. While we also amused ourselves in praising  the “great” ministers or put them under the blades of our knives with criticism or mockery.

While the speech of the Minister of Justice in his rhetorical presentation also still buzzed in my ears, advising the public “not to take the law that seriously,” the Palestinian official newspaper, Al-Waqa’iq, was publishing a decision of a law amending the General Retirement Law No. 12 of 2020 dated 20/4/2020 in No. 166, which turned out that a decision had been published amending the Law on Remunerations and Salaries of Members of the Legislative Council, Members of the Government, and Governors No. 4 of 2020 on 3/19/2020.

Do you remember the issue of double sizing salaries of ministers that a presidential decree was issued to return and the Minister of Finance donated a “proactive”, “gracious” step by returning what was owed to him in an amount exceeding $ 80,000? The sums that we demand daily and for months as citizens to return, and no official bothers to even comment?

 

It seems that there really is no life but power and those who hold an everlasting position in it retroactively as well. Because in anticipation of any future deterioration, the law was amended.

Decision No. 27-2-2020, announced in the Official Gazette on 19-3-2020, and codified by No. 4 of 2020 regarding the amendment of the Law on Remuneration and Salaries of Members of the Legislative Council, Members of the Government, and Governors No. 11 of 2004 and its amendments:

Article 1: The Law on Remunerations and Salaries of Members of the Legislative Council, Members of the Government and Governors No. 11 of 2004 and its amendments, for the purposes of making this amendment, are referred to in the original law.

Article 2: A new article is added to the original law after Article 11 bearing No. 11 bis, as follows: With the exception of those whose rights are regulated by special regulations, whoever is appointed to the rank of a minister and who occupies the presidency of a public institution and those in their rank, deserves the retirement rights that the Minister deserves according to The provisions of this law, provided that their contributions and the public treasury receive their share, and the Palestinian Retirement Authority shall organize this.

As for the fourth article, it stipulates: Article 13 of the original law is amended to read as follows: 1) The president, members of the Legislative Council, the president and members of the Council of Ministers and governors may combine the retirement benefits stipulated in this law, and any other retirement benefits that are not from the public treasury or a body Palestinian retirement, or any retirement benefits from public money. 2) A family advantage is added to a national background or a sabbatical in the institutions of the Palestine Liberation Organization or its factions, for those who occupied the presidency or membership of the Council of Ministers or worked as a governor, when calculating his pension in accordance with the provisions of this law, (2%) for each year for those who were not subject to the law Previous retirement, provided that the retirement salary does not exceed the percentages specified in Articles (8 and 10) of this law, and the Palestinian Retirement Authority is responsible for calculating retirement rights.

Article 5: everything that contradicts the provisions of this decision is repealed by law.

Article 6: All competent authorities, each within its jurisdiction, shall implement the provisions of this decision by law, without prejudice to the legal centers accrued from the previous one, and it shall be enforced from the date of its issuance, and it shall be published in the Official Gazette.

 

While we were busy blaming the workers “for causing” the spread of the epidemic virus, and engaging in Qataeff of um Shadi and the arguments communicating with the government spokesman, the money was calculated and scheduled for a specific group that was not satisfied with what they already  took from these people’s life, its best and its strength, but they are preparing to empty the remainder From material imports to their pockets.

 

On the day that the phrase “hang your hands out of your pocket” became known to the prime minister blaming  his official spokesman, there was another decision that was drafted to inject public money into the pockets of all those in power.

Decision of Law No. 12 of 2020 amending the General Retirement Law No. 7 of 2005.

It came  as follows in article number 7:

1) the service of public sector employees ends when they reach the mandatory retirement age in accordance with the law.

2) An exception to what is stated in any other legal provision, and unless the Head of State decides otherwise, the service of heads of official institutions and bodies shall continue to be of minister rank, until they reach the age of 65.

What does all this mean?

The two decisions express one phrase: “wasting public money” through control to the interest of the first level authority officials over the funds of the Palestinian Pension Fund.

According to the interpretation of the statutory: This will automatically increase the salaries of those who hold a “minister’s degree” and give them huge pensionable salaries without paying any pension benefits according to the amendment, after exempting the category of senior employees (in the rank of a minister and the like) from their pension premiums.

Accordingly, the two decisions have terrifying effects by wasting the pension fund’s money. Where the amendment came to return the financial contributions of employees who hold the degree of minister, estimated in millions of shekels, and exempt the retirement authority from paying their pensions.

According to legal analysis: This means that the pension fund will lose millions of shekels, and the flow of money to it stopped by large proportions of the deductions that were paid from this category, and that the legal amendment decided to extend their service for an additional five years after sixty. Originally, these funds are a right of employees and retirees and should not be counted in favor of a specific class itself.

What will result in this decision is to increase the burden on the public treasury so that the Ministry of Finance pays a pension for these employees who hold a minister’s degree of public money, and the ministry continues to pay their salaries without deduction for the purposes of retirement.

This will result in an increase in the salary of each of them more than three thousand shekels, and the extension of their work for the next five years, with that category retaining a retirement rate of eighty percent of the minister’s salary, and that decision constitutes a huge increase on the salary of everyone who holds the rank of minister, and that the said amendment will increase the salary Everyone who holds the rank of the Minister ranges between 3000 shekels, according to estimates, because no contributions will be deducted for the purposes of retirement, for which the government will pay the full retirement benefits. The participation allowance will be added to the salary of every employee who holds the rank of minister, as this law will apply to everyone who holds the degree of minister and what has been mentioned positions according to the law, and may include hundreds of retirees who hold the degree of minister as well, because the best law for the employee or retired will be applied to it. This will threaten the bankruptcy of the pension fund, and will increase the salary bill in a massive way, especially as the law has been published and entered into force.

This means that senior employees will get back all the amounts they paid as contributions to the retirement fund, calculated for them for any years they spent in “national work”.

And in front of that, the question remains: What is the lesson to extend an employee’s work for five years after he has passed the legal retirement age? What is the lesson of returning all pension contributions and granting him a pension from the public treasury at the expense of taxpayers?

Is what is happening is a precautionary step to secure the “high rank” officials  of the authority if an emergency occurs other than the corona emergency?