The Reflective Nature of Complexity

I've been oscillating between mental states since Hamas murdered innocent Jews on October 7th; none of them any healthier than the other. The horrific scenes, the little I allowed myself to see, stayed with me. I refused to see more because I know what terrorists are capable of doing and do to their fellow human beings.

And after Israel attacked Hamas I was forced to ask myself some very tough questions about what I knew, about the meaning of what I was seeing and my relationship with all my so called Jewish friends. I hit pause and put them all on probation. While I educated myself. 

I. Me. Not anyone else. 

Sadly, it didn't help the relationship when a few of old friends offered to help. And launched into a script, no better word to describe it. I am a writer. And the disrespect they showed me to think that I wouldn't notice speech patterns, that I wouldn't recognize propaganda.

When thousands of children are murdered in any way, I don't want to hear history, but compassion, empathy and loud voices demanding it to stop.

In all fairness to my Jewish "friends," I believed them every single time they brought out antisemitism; my bias, a result of my feelings towards the Holocaust. I think an orphan is able to understand the atrocious nature of entire family lineages disappearing. It bought unquestionable loyalty to the Jewish community and the State of Israel.

I shamefully confess to have lived my entire life with a prejudice against Arabs. 

I shamefully confess to know nothing about the abhorrent conditions Palestinians are forced to endure.

It would confuse me tremendously to see the extent of their contributions to our society, how a creative and artistic group were so torped by religion dogmas to become so radicalized. And each time they killed civilians it enforced my bias even more. To merely state that I was a "friend of the Jewish community" lacks the depth necessary to understand the respect and admiration I felt towards Jews.

A group of people hated around the Arab world merely on religious ground; family oriented, industrious, hard working, generous and above all devoted to each other.

Then they started killing; and killing in a way we have never seen before social media was invented: proudly, unapologetically, violently, sadistically and above all, shamefully deceitfully.

The community I once admired began murdering children, babies, everything in sight while telling us that they were not doing that. "We are good, remember?"  was the underlining mantra of their statements. Pulling on our collective memories of the Holocaust to confuse us while they launched yet another attack. And killed more children. In hospitals. Where desperate people were trying to save their lives. And people I once respected pontificated, "They were told to get out." 

Just like the Holocaust, when I was 9 years old, children in the future will read about this carnage in disbelief. Incredulously asking:" Are these the same people who ancestors died in the Holocaust?"

I was way too young when I looked the adults around me, no father, no mother, a grandmother that might have been Palestinian for her inability to protect me while loving me with all her heart. ❤️

 Way too young, five or six years old, when I noticed that their words didn't match their actions. And that I didn't like them. I chose not to drink. Not to smoke. Not to do drugs. Not to be promiscuous. And above all not to be a bully. And the catalyst to my personality was the flowers I picked up along my formative years: sexual abuse, love, Holocaust and Slavery.

The final event that would bring all cohesively together was my Catholic confirmation, where I was unceremoniously forced out. Like the Palestinians. Because I asked too many questions: about God, about the nature of God apathy towards our suffering, about pedophile priests.I dare to ask questions no one want to know the answers to. Like the Jews.

Questions that get you banned from your community. Alienated from your friends. Your tribe. Questions that are important to know the answers to, such as: 

is the Jewish faith the same as the State of Israel? 

Is the Jewish community the same as their government? Can we judge one and arrive at a precise definition of the other?  

Are all Jews unimpeachable? 

Did you know about the apartheid taking place in Gaza?

Di you know about the killings? The "settlers?" ( it sounds better than militia, than murderers.)

And what about IDF policies: "Shoot to maime." "Make our presence felt." Night after night for 73 years. Our "democracy" in the middle east.

How ironic that my confirmation would take place with my Jewish friends.

And I asked questions upon questions and it became obvious to me that I was lied too. That the community I admired didn't learn compassion from the suffering of their ancestors but that in turn, they learn all the hateful traits associated with the Nazi regime.

I asked the questions and learned that complexity is a word that delineate the frontier of ignorance and purposeful blindness. I learned the simplicity of any complex issue; the importance of the allocation of the word "complex."

You are either ignorant and don't know or a malignant militant making sure others don't know. 

But I know now. And it will be many many years until I am able to see The Terrorist State of Israel the way I see Germany. How ironic that the country that invented the Holocaust are peaceful and dutifully guarding human rights. And the descendants of the Holocaust victims, The Terrorist State of Israel, reflect back from the pages of History all the evil their Jewish ancestors were forced to endure.

And lie about it. And hurt children

Alexica, Can I Get a Vow?

It's about 3:37 am in Santa Monica, California,  and I'm driving around waiting for my favorite drug dealer to open; at 4:30am. They are early risers like me. Starbucks. The company some suggest we ought to boycott but I "have an unfortunate personality" said a Jewish "friend" few hours ago, when he called me to "educate" me. I can't be educated. I take forever to learn some lessons but once I do, I will die on a molehill. And the days of propaganda and lies are pretty much over. 

Hamas is an obsolete terrorist organization; if we believe that, like the IRA, they had enough with being subjugated to The Terrorist State of Israel and have taken arms to achieve the way of the Irish, which makes them not only obsolete but plain stupid.

Let's assume for a second that these are not blood thirsty men like Hitler's children entrenched deep in the darkest annals of the State of Israel; manipulating Jews around the world like puppets. Let's assume they, like the Irish, demand  a state of their own to live in peace; like the Irish.*

Drop your guns; arm your people with cameras, cell phones, spy wear. You know how violent The Terrorist State of Israel is; show it to us. 

The demonstrations around the world are not a result of you barbaric killings of innocent Jews. We finally understand what Palestinians are dealing with: the Israeli government is evil, sadistic, barbaric. They have poisoned the world against you but if they are "the light of this world" then we have reached a new level of bleakness.

I stopped at a 🛑 light and I'm listening to the finger picking of Willie Nelson's poignant guitar while singing Like a Bridge of Trouble Water, have a terrifying realization of the simplicity of the turmoil, the plight of the Palestinians. Paul Simon's beautiful lyrics are perfectly suited to soothe the Palestinians. It crossed my mind to edit a video with all the children suffering in Palestine using this beautiful track. Then it came to me.

Hamas needs Israel. Israel needs Hamas. Both need US. France. Even Canada finally understands the tambour of war. That sips into the eardrums of every politician who needs to raise funds to be alive. To have a job.

The Indians are dead. The blacks. The negroes. The niggers. They don't fight back. They kill each other and go to prison and come out heroes, rapping about their violent upbringing "educating" other little negroes. The money the machine makes off their killings, their incarceration, their singing is but a coin machine. Some guns. Some drugs. Some albums sold. Nothing compared to the oily tsunami needed to keep the train of capitalism on the tracks.The Arabs, I'm afraid, are the only niggers around and without an enemy there can't be a war. 

I always thought the world was antisemite; hence some deaf and dumb Jews insistence in calling me to assure me they are. When I asked one of them about the rising number of dead children in Gaza,  this THING answered at once: " They've started it."

So I say live and let live. There are about 2 million Palestinians and almost 7 billion of us. Although I have my peeves with humanity, the majority want to educate themselves, get a partner, children, a family and prosperity. If we can convince the Palestinians that the only sacred land is the one under your feet where you are surrounded by family and peace. If we can get them to walk away. We should adopt them all. Hide them among white people around the world.

Let Israel, US, UK and all these war mongers manufacturers find a new enemy before they kill every single Palestinian. 

Israel horror display has done the entire world a favor. I am revisiting my entire worldwide bias: North Korea, South Korea, China, Iran, Afghanistan, Yemen ( I love, love, love Yemen pastel colors. But never visited because US and my Jewish friends told me how violent they are.)

The Arabs now have my heart and soul like the Holocaust Jews. The deaf and dumb Jews of today, they can take their Torah and Shavout it.

****Note: for all the politicians that even think of pulling on that last thread to point to my insensitivity and the thousands IRA have killed. Like the United States of America, you have lost your moral compass. Not a single country in the world will ever take advice from you again. 

And Lexica, your white horse has diarrhea and it's making  a mess in Gaza.

A Holocaust Survivor Teaches Compassion

              Watch interview HERE

"FREE, FREE, PALESTINE!" Macklemore

 

     First and foremost, this is absolute beautiful to observe today. I didn't expect to be in a microphone; there are thousands of people here who are more qualified to speak on this issue of a free Palestine than myself. But I will say this:

     They told me to be quiet. They told me to do my research. To go back. "It's too complex."

But I have to say something. I can't be silent in this moment. 

     In the last three weeks, I've gone back and did some research. I'm teachable. I don't know enough. But I know enough that this is Genocide. We are scared. We watching it unfold. We have been taught to be complicity, to protect our careers. to protect our interest but I am not gonna do it anymore. I'm not afraid to speak the truth.

     You know, my daughter, my daughter said to me this morning- she's 8 years old- she said

"Dad, when we protested today, when we marched today, how are the people in Palestine gonna know? Look at this!

     The world is watching what we do right now in this moment of injustice. There's no "sign" in humanity. We lead with our hearts. We speak the truth. We shut down the propaganda and we march forward:

   FREE, FREE PALESTINE. 

   FREE, FREE PALESTINE. 

Macklemore | Musician| rapper

Jewish People are NOT their Government.

COMPASSION is the lesson from the Holocaust. The Terrorist State of Israel learned violence. Silence. Propaganda. Genocide.

More people dead in 30 days then the entire 600 days of the Ukraine war aka Russia atrocities against the Ukrainian people.

Hitler's Children. This flag is a perfect depiction of your actions against Palestinians.

"Look at my bloody hand."

        "Look at my bloody hand."

It is what stayed with me, and that's something since I now have seen a child with half of his scalp blown up and still alive.

A little boy trembling.

A little boy looking at his shaking legs; another boy gently holding it steady while the little observes the gesture. He then look at his little hands and sees blood. He shows it to the other boy."

Until the day I die I will shame every single Jew who thinks that all Palestinians are deserving of being killed.

Until the day I die I will shame all people who stood in silence afraid of losing their place in the market place. Climbing that fucking stairs, keeping their position while children are been killed. 90 percent. NINETY PERCENT of the dead in Gaza are children.

I will shame your all. I will never let anyone forget that you looked the other way.

WE SEE IT NOW! CRYSTAL CLEAR.

Here MICHAEL. Enjoy. A little boy trembling in shock from the bombings of The Terrorist State of Israel.aka Hitler's Children.

Note: Michael is what I call a blind Jew; but they have so many names: Sarah Silverman, Amy Shuman, Jerry Seinfeld, and all the non-Jews in Hollywood who sold their souls for cash and fame: Tom Hanks. Denzel Washington, Tom Cruise, and on and on. Not a single word against the barbaric acts of the FORTH REICH.

They denounced Dr. Jordan Peterson for his "crusade" for free speech.

It's sad that Dr. Peterson is more passionate about free speech than he is about the plight of the Palestinian people. 

Given enough time, all humans shed their skin and reveal themselves.

I have never been drunk. Never touched alcohol. Nor drugs. Always judged people who did, and yet, the most honest person in Hollywood, the one who taught me the most was a woman named Julia Philips. She was a drunk. She was a drug addicted. And today I know why she unapologetically walked with her head high, granted, weaving here and there, most days. 

It's hard living in this world as an atheist or a Jew. We suffer from the same malacies: life, pain, and sensitivity to hypocrisy. So she drank. So she took drugs. And when she tired of being quiet before the atrocities of DAILY life she wrote a book.

My favorite quote from the book is: 

"NEVER MEET YOUR HEROES."

On my end, the only thing I fear now is God. I fear meeting him. WHAT A VIOLENT, DECEITFUL, SADISTIC MOTHERFUCKER! 

In every religion, he does not disappoint.