Here is one of the biggest benefits to having zayn tweet this; uninformed people decide to figure out what’s going on. Unfortunately, I’m not the best person to talk to about this, but I’ll try my best. I also know that twerk-it-larry is pretty informed on the situation and has faced it first hand.
So, Zayn Malik tweeted this today:
Until1946, Palestinians lived all over the country, some Jewish people did too, and they actually lived pretty peacefully.
After WW2, the British, finding that Jews felt unsafe in Europe, decided to establish Israel as their state. Over a million fled to Israel from 1948-1970.
Here’s whats happening now:
The current escalation was caused when 3 Israeli teenagers were kidnapped while they were found on Palestinian land. Israeli government was quick to blame Hamas, the people in power in Palestine, they later admitted that that it was a lone act, in other words, Hamas wasn’t involved. In other words, you could make the argument that Israel blamed Hamas in order to justify the planned attack.
Further, the Israeli government was well aware the teens were dead, but acted as if they didn’t:
Yet for the next two weeks authorities put on a phony rescue effort, instituted a gag order to prevent the public from knowing the truth and rallied the Jewish domestic and diaspora populations in anticipation of their move against Hamas.
In a nutshell, the conflict is about two peoples, living in peace. One side does something, and the other reacts.
I’m not saying Palestine is innocent in all of this, but they are definitely the disenfranchised population. According to Human Rights Watch:
World Report 2014.
Israeli forces killed more Palestinian civilians in the West Bank and demolished more Palestinian homes than in 2012. Israel continued to build settlements in the West Bank, violating international law. Palestinian security forces in both the West Bank and Gaza enjoyed virtual impunity from criminal prosecution despite credible allegations of torture. In Gaza, Israel and Egypt impeded rebuilding of the devastated economy by blocking virtually all exports. Israeli and Palestinian security services in the West Bank and Gaza arrested people arbitrarily and unlawfully restricted people from protesting.
I have general knowledge of what’s going on, so here are some more links to explore and stay updated:
*Note: this is really general, I hope its informative, but please don’t let this post be your sole source. Please do your own research, come to your own conclusion.
I love the way American
phrasing sounds from
the mouth of someone
Tall lean bodies that are not
used to the heat of a vengeful
Texas summer after a rainy spell
blowing in the Plains
How lucky tumbles out of a full
lipped Spanish mouth, the tongue
catching the L lovingly, saving it and
pulling it close, not wanting to let go
Making statements that are questions
on how to enunciate and thrive in the dry
I’d be his if he asked with those big
round vowels and short W sounds
I am desperate for you
like I have not been in
so, so long
to the sound of pans
hitting each other too
hard when you try to
cook for us
were these pangs of
want from behind my
kidneys near my spleen
with you is just a cave of
wonders that I wander into
blind and groping for some
eye contact with all your old
love for me that I’ve washed
and pressed and sent home
with you clean
were all just tractor beams
summoning you towards me
nothing real, all science fiction
my face grows all these days
I can’t bring myself to eat, is
that why you’re in here
I suck them in and wonder
if you could love me if I were
5 foot 3 and itty bitty
I am replaying hard-edged
memories like old movies
on the TV
— Hey, hippie girl, you Mexican? On both sides?
— Front & back, I say.
— You sure don’t look Mexican.
A part of me wants to kick their ass. A part of me feels sorry for their stupid ignorant selves. But if you’ve never been farther south than Nuevo Laredo, how the hell would you know what Mexicans are supposed to look like, right?
There are the green-eyed Mexicans. The rich blond Mexicans. The Mexicans w/the faces of Arab sheiks. The Jewish Mexicans. The big-footed-as-a-German Mexicans. The leftover-French Mexicans. The chaparrito compact Mexicans. The Tarahumara tall-as-a-desert-saguaro Mexicans. The Mediterranean Mexicans. The Mexicans w/Tunisian eyebrows. The negrito Mexicans of the double coasts. The Chinese Mexicans. The curly-haired, freckled-faced, red-headed Mexicans. The Lebanese Mexicans. Look, I don’t know what you’re talking about when you say I don’t look Mexican. I am Mexican. Even though I was born on the U.S. side of the border.
—Sandra Cisneros, Caramelo (via victoriamonserrath)
GPS were made to make the
trip easier the drive smoother
foretelling each turn and every
exit yet they seem to muck
Further by telling some lie about
taking a high way that’s been closed
for a year but its information had not
updated that fact yet
to your chagrin
Below the line of the land the sun
tucks itself in to some other sky
somewhere else with different
highways and its own travelers
all beyond the sky border
Driving in the dark down an unknown
road wracks the nerves especially
with an unreliable GPS spitting falseties
system telling you to turn right
where there is no road
Then the lanes become familiar and
you remember all the summertime
family trips down this very route to
your grandmothers house you know
where you’re going again
I was the only one who showed up
every time you were hospitalized
and I waited and now I know
I held her hand for nothing
Old highways where the cracks in
the pavement have been there for
years and they are old remembered
friends just like the sprinkler lights
out in the fields
That’s far enough the road says to
your tires we’ve reached our destination
the GPS chirps out happily
turn the key, kill the engine