Breaking news: the raid on the village. The mapping of the house in the middle of the refugee camp. Special forces. In broad daylight! We sent a clear message, the terrorist was neutralized, his brother is on the wanted list, no casualties amongst our troops, precise hits were identified, no constraints, gloves off.
Ma Nishtana? How is this night different?
Hold on a second, I’m getting a report that it was a Jewish person. Mentally disabled. What a tragedy. She was a widow. This will be thoroughly investigated. He was a minor. Lessons will be learned.
Ma Nishtana? How is this night different?
Right after a short commercial break: how could it have taken a whole four minutes? Failure! The fence is breached. And our panel of micro-tactical experts will regurgitate all necessary clichés, live on all channels. Stay with us.
Ma Nishtana? How is this night different?
And only the dead are silent. The blood stains have been washed away but the tears are still flowing. A sad silence, with no clichés. Just a terrible sadness over the lives destroyed, the brutality. Sadness over the thought that another wall, or more troops and more blood are what is needed, now and always. A sadness over the lack of memory of the near and distant past, the folly, the arrogance and the abyss. The abyss.
Another wave, another round, another operation, and another branding effort of days of bloodshed. The fear in which everyone lives. The soaring number of the dead. Revenge operations under the guise of "security." More blood.
To be shocked by the violence only when it is in our streets is a political choice. It means the dehumanization of those whose streets – and every aspect of their lives – are controlled by our own well-organized violence, each and every single day. Land theft, movement restrictions, home demolitions: daily state violence there are not enough words to describe. Selective shock when the violence comes to “us“ promises exactly what it has always promised: that the cycle of violence will continue.
Nothing has changed and nothing will change so long as the organizing principle of life here is Jewish supremacy over Palestinians.
Therefore, this year we ask what we can change, and how.
A festival of freedom - for all.