The Desert Pundit writes:
Desert Pundit: Late night rambling
“I stand here, a very â€œwesternizedâ€ Arab, wondering if I belong here anymore. I wake up to hear about mosques being blown up and reprisal killings, about journalists being executed, about death cultists who wanted to blow an oil facility. In my land everything changes but the pattern persist, new government in Palestine, 5 dead from an Israeli â€œincursionâ€, people making money of booming stock & property markets, while thousands of poor workers drown out of sheer negligence.
It saddens me to see â€œmy peopleâ€ angry, misinformed and only roused to vent intolerance. I die inside when I hear young educated people repeat ludicrous conspiracy theories. I hurt when I hear xenophobic and anti-Semitic speech. I donâ€™t like most Israelis, but I cannot blame everything that is wrong with my world on a â€œJewish conspiracyâ€.
So I sit and fume at TV, switching between incendiary (and heavily editorialized) news coverage and mindless entertainment, as if the only two choice are to be angered and roused or brainwashed by Nancy Ajram clones. I read the written media, regional and international, search for conciseness, and I find plenty of it, and yet we are stuck here, on roadside, getting more insular and misunderstood. Believing only in our victimhood and that our only salvation is something to be delivered from above.
I am a stranger in my land, at exile in my home, chained by my identity to a destiny that isnâ€™t mine, and yet I donâ€™t leave. As a son of an olive growing family, I believe in deep roots, and I dream of the sunrise that will open eyes and mind, of my people becoming aware, of themselves and the world.”