850,000 Jews left Arab and Muslim countries after 1948. Iraq stripped their citizenship and froze their assets. Egypt expelled its Jews by decree. There is no UN agency dedicated to any of them.
In 1947 Britain partitioned India on religious lines and moved fourteen million people. Pakistan exists. Nobody says the whole thing is just Pakistanis pretending not to understand. There is one partition people object to.
700,000 Arabs left in 1948. 850,000 Jews left Arab countries. One group was absorbed by people who shared their language and their faith. The other was kept in camps by theirs, for seventy-five years, as evidence.
People tell me Hamas is a resistance movement. The 1988 charter is online, in English, free, and takes twenty minutes. Nobody has twenty minutes. Everybody has an opinion.
In 2005 Israel pulled every soldier and every settler out of Gaza. Dug up the graves and took those too. Left the greenhouses standing. What happened next is the whole argument, and it is the part nobody wants.
There is one UN agency for Palestinian refugees and one for every other refugee on earth. Only one of them passes the status down through the generations. That is not a bug in the system; that is the system.
Amazon has made me put an asterisk in the title, so the book is now Israel-Palestine for Absolute F*cking Morons; as though the missing letter fools anybody.
Same book. Same morons. One fewer letter.
I want everyone to know the whole truth.
This is a 14-year-old Palestinian boy who tried to stab and kill IDF soldiers.
An anti-Israel account edited the video to make it appear as though they had killed him without any reason.
This is the full, unedited video.
Please make this go viral.
The English are stubborn about queueing. The French are stubborn about cheese. We're stubborn about existing.
Of the three I'd say ours has the strongest case, though I'd concede to the French on presentation.
Three thousand years of history, at least five offers of a state, four attempted invasions, and the phrase most likely to end a conversation about all of it at a British dinner table is still "well, it's complicated."
It isn't. You just haven't read anything.