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Last night I had an experience that will stay with me for a very long time - it was a "conversation" involving two women and some folk here in Jerusalem for a study programme. The two women were : a Palestinian grandmother, who has lived virtually all her life in Jerusalem. This has meant for her displacement first in 1948, then again in 1967, and now the difficulty of travelling around to see her family, some of whom live on the West Bank. She spoke of the long and difficult journey she has made to the stage where she now accepts the Israeli people around her, even though some of them are living in the houses that she once called home. a younger Jewish university professor, and the mother of a young girl who is one of the statistics of the current Intifada, being one of the many who have been killed. She spoke so movingly, and in questions answered so openly, and I felt I would like you all to have a chance to read her presentation. It is attached to this note. Clarence 13 November 2001 |
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| Thank you for inviting me to share with you the struggle for peace in my country. I say My country but I don't even know if this term is correct anymore. What exactly is mine in this country depends very much on what I identify with, and today it is a very difficult for me to answer that, for it is very hard to identify with anything in a place that has let Death have dominion over it. And in the place that I come from Death has dominion. And it is Death that has created a new identity for me and has given me a new voice, a new voice that is as ancient as the world itself - the voice of our biblical mother - Rachel, weeping for her children, refusing to be comforted for they are not. This new identity and this new voice transcend nationalities and religions and even time and overshadows all other identities and is deafening all the other voices I have been given by life.
My little girl was killed just because she was born Israeli, by a young man who felt hopeless to the point of murder and suicide just because he was born a Palestinian. After her death a reporter asked me how I can accept condolences from the other side. I said to her very spontaneously, that I do not accept condolences from the other side. And when the mayor of Jerusalem came to offer his condolences, I went to my room because I didn't want to speak to him or shake his hand. Because for me, the other side is not the Palestinians, and I believe that dividing the population into two enemy sides, Palestinians and Israelis, is a wrong and a murderous division. For me the whole population of the area, and of the world has always been divided into two other distinct groups: peace lovers and war lovers. But today I know that there is yet another division in Israel: On the face of the earth there rules the kingdom of evil, where for the last 34 years, people who call themselves leaders have earned, through democratic means, the right to kill and destroy and be as vile and corrupt as they please, to have young boys become expert killers, whether in the name of God, of the good of the nation, or in the name of honor and of courage. But these evil people have created yet another kingdom, a glorious kingdom that flourishes and grows larger and larger every day - a kingdom that lives and breathes under our feet, under the earth we walk on. There is where my little daughter dwells, side by side with Palestinian children, and where I dwell side by side with Palestinian parents who, for the most part, have never held a gun and have never obeyed orders to kill anyone. There she dwells, alongside her murderer, whose blood is mingled with hers on the stones of Jerusalem that have long grown indifferent to human blood. There they lie, both of them, deceived. He is deceived because his act of murder and suicide did not change anything, did not end the Israeli cruel occupation, did not bring him to heaven, and the people who promised him that his act would be meaningful carry on as if he had never existed. My little girl is deceived because she believed that her life was safe, that her parents and her country were protecting her from evil and that no harm can come to little girls who are good and gentle, and go through the streets of their own cities, to a dance class. And they are both deceived because the world is going on living as if their blood has never been shed. Both of them are the victims of their so-called leaders. And those so-called leaders, keep on enjoying playing their murderous games, using our children as their puppets, and our grief as an incentive to go on with their vindictive tricks. For them children are abstract entities, numbers and grief is a political tool. They know that all they have to do in order to draw more and more young and enthusiastic little soldiers into their units is to find a God that would ordain this killing. And each of them finds Him in their own bible, in their own mythologies. They commit their crimes in the name of the Jewish God and in the name of the Muslim God, While in Ireland and in Eastern Europe people kill each other for different versions of their Christian God. And now the enlightened leaders of the west kill in the name of the God of Freedom But in fact they all recruit man-made gods to their sides - the God of racism and the God of greed and megalomania. This is not new in the history of man. People have always used God as an excuse for their crimes. Our children, from a very tender age learn about Joshua, the glorified leader who murdered the whole population of Jerico in the name of God. Then they learn about the prophet Eliyahu who killed the 450 priests of the Baal because they pracriced a different religion and then they learn about Eliyahu's disciple, Elisha, who brought death, with the help of God, upon 42 children who mocked him by calling him bald. Not to mention the adored king David and his terrible deeds. In our culture that allows killing as a means of solving social and religious problems, and where people identify themselves with biblical heroes and see themselves as their descendants all these stories are glorified and overshade the story about the God who said - Lay not thy hand upon the child. I believe very strongly that only by educating our children that killing the innocent, starving the innocent, humiliating the innocent are unforgivable crimes can we save them from joining the evil forces that are luring them into their lines. The evil forces of Israel and the evil forces of the Palestinians. The only difference is that Israel - through long and cruel occupation, is making it very easy for young Palestinians to turn to the way of terrorism. But terrorism dominates both forces. An organized army which terrorizes a whole population is no less and even more criminal than any guerrilla group. An enlightened first world government which ordains the killing of the innocent is just as evil as any third world guerrilla leader who is hardly known and never seen. There is no enlightened killing and barbaric killing, there is only criminal killing. For me Sadam Husein and Arik Sharon and George Bush father and son are all the same, for they have all inflicted pain and death upon innocent populations . If we don't tell our children these are unscrupulous murderers we shall never have people who rule out killing from the outset as a solution to social and political problems. Today, when there is no opposition in Israel, there is no more meaning to left or right for they all give their consent to the atrocities that go on in this country. Therefore I believe that the European condemnation of those deeds and of their doers is highly important. It is time to tell the world that words like heroism, courage, and manhood can kill and that the death of one child - any child, be it a Serbian or an Albanian an Iraqui or a Jewish child - is the death of the whole world, its past and its future. That there is no vengence for the death of a child because after the death of a child there is no other death - for there is no more life. And where there is no more life there are no more words left to love or hate with, and the only sound that reverberates in this arena of death is the helpless cry of dying children and of berieved mothers, This is the cry that has never, never been heard by politicians and generals, especially not in Jerusalem that everybody thinks is made of gold but that is really made of stones and iron and lead. It is time this cry is heard above all others, for this is the only voice that remains after the violence, and that really understands the meaning of the end of all things, including wars. This is the voice that understands what today is understood only in the underground kingdom of our murdered children, namely that all bloods are equal and that it takes so little to kill a child and so much to keep her alive. It understands that ending the war means to adopt a dialogic approach to negotiation and not a smart dealer approach, to understand that people should talk not in order to bring the others to their knees and win the argument but in order to come to terms. Ending the war means that I don't care what flag is put on which mountain, it means that I don't care who looks where when they pray, it means that nothing is more important than to secure a little girl's way to her dance class. I would like to call all the parents who have not yet lost their children, and all those who are about to, if we don't stand up to the politicians by teaching our children not to follow their murderous ways, if we dont listen to the voice of peace coming from underneath, very soon there will be nothing left to say, nothing left to write or read or listen to except for the perpetual cry of mourning. Please, save the children. |
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