15 yr old Florida teen attacked, imprisoned, denied medical treatment

Well Sherlock, I guess you just came to the conclusion that Hamaas is a terrorist organization and didn't condemn the murders. If we're looking to put scum like them on the same platitude as Israel, I guess that says a lot about the only "Democracy " in the ME. The difference is, Hammas saying or doing one thing shouldn't be a liability on all the people in a region.
An established nation condemning a kid being burned alive shouldn't be where we hold the bar, their actions should reflect that...which their own police force illustrated by beating a kid already handcuffed... to a pulp. But by all means, words are more prominent than actions. Lets go around saying acts are wrong...and not stopping our own settlers because we have too many hands on deck busy beating kids.

Reading Dejji's post should be quite informative, since he has far more knowledge than both you and I on the situation. I guess a "hateful ideology" in your mind also doesn't constitute "death to arabs." The moral vindication of Israel has got to stop. The Hammas card gets pulled out way too often to justify acts that are independent of them.

 

I don't think that word means what you think it means. Sherlock.

 

According to Palestinian sources, Palestinian security forces had already reported to Israel that these two suspects had disappeared from Hebron within 24 hours of the abduction. That was the first clue in the investigation and the reason why Israel pointed an accusatory finger at the Hamas infrastructure in Hebron. But while Israel continues to accuse the Hamas movement and its leadership of being responsible for the abduction, Palestinian security forces attribute the abduction to the Qawasmeh clan of Hebron specifically. Though the clan is known for identifying with Hamas, it also has a well-earned reputation as troublemakers. Not only does it tend to ignore the movement’s leaders. It even acts counter to the policies being advocated by the movement.

That is why officials in the Palestinian Authority (PA) were shocked by the timing of the three boys’ abduction, just two weeks after the establishment of a Palestinian unity government. After all, the very creation of this new coalition came with the assumption that the Hamas leadership had come to terms with reality and moderated their positions.



Read more: http://m.dailykos.com/story/2014/07...-America-the-past-week-has-changed-me-forever



On the left, Israelis hold a sign that reads,"Hating Arabs isn't racism, it's values! #IsraelDemandsRevenge," while on the right, a soldier post a picture with the caption, "Let us simply spray [them with bullets]."

 

LosPollosHermanos' liberal platitudes really lack substance.

 

Had they changed their charter yet, which calls for the destruction of Israel? If not, how have they "moderated their positions"?

 

I meant to say parallel, it was autocorrect on my phone. I sincerely hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me though.

 

It's just amusing when someone tries to be a real smartass by calling someone else "Sherlock", then uses words he doesn't understand and then blames it on autocorrect.

 

Lol at using pictures with photoshopped captions to make a point.

 

Looks like your investigative angle is the law of the land ATW. We have grammar Nazi's around here, but you seem to be a different kind of Nazi in that respect. You can also see why the "Sherlock" bit has become a bit more amusing, but it also seems that you're finding a way to shy away from the real argument so you can hitch a ride on to my phantom inadequacies when it comes to language, milking it for what its worth--avoiding the real questions all together. I told you the truth, you don't have to believe me, because at the end of the day I don't really give a ****. The sad part is, I quoted you hoping for a real response in regards to the points I posted. I was probably wrong in expecting a real discussion on the topic, I'll know better for next time.

 

You sound a bit agitated. What response were you looking for? Did you ask any questions? I didn't see any.

 

Discouraged about what I can come to expect from a discussion in here probably describes it best. Disagreement and poo flinging? Thats what this place is made for, anybody expecting something less should be considered naive. Wasting my time with someone calling me a liar and my credibility into question? Yea, I don't do that---best I bow out.

 

If your plan was to bow out you probably should have done it before calling someone a Nazi to be honest. Your ability to take any high road or show disappointment is gone.

 

I give a damn about them all, my point is that Mathloom doesn't...he only posts anti - USA, Anti - Israel stuff, when he lives in a country that steals foreign workers passports and pays them slave wages.

He is exactly what is wrong with this crap- a hypocrite.

DD

 

I lived there for nine years and moved back to Texas last February.

 

To be fair to adeelsiddiqui, the image on the left isn't photoshopped and went viral in Hebrew language social media.

 

What bothered me the most was reading this piece by Sayed Kashua, an Arab writer that writes about daily life in Israel in Hebrew for Israeli readers. He planned a yearlong sabbitical in Chicago. Now he says he never wants to go back and wants to spare his children the false promise of reconciliation and peace that he no longer believes will come. I know how he feels...more than half the friends I had in Israel (Arab or Jewish) have long left already.




Why Sayed Kashua is leaving Jerusalem and never coming back
Everything people had told him since he was a teenager is coming true. Jewish-Arab co-existence has failed.
By Sayed Kashua | 19:51 04.07.14 | 30


I’m incapable of writing a word. I’ll wait until my boys get back from day camp, then maybe I’ll be able to calm down a little.

I should never have listened to my wife, I should never have let them go to their day camps, not today, not now. I left their big sister at home. She’s already a teenager, and it just could have been too much. “But why?” she shouted in the morning, already on her way out with her backpack to her group leaders’ course as part of an Education Ministry program. “Just because!” I retorted, and went back to listening to the news.

My children will soon be back and we will leave this place. This time it makes no difference what my wife says – I don’t care, she can say that I’m paranoid, that I’m hysterical, but I’m not letting my kids stay in Jerusalem. I’m going to pack their things for them, and as soon as they get home, I’m going to my parents’ with them. She can stay in Jerusalem if she wants, but I can’t be here anymore.

I will be in Tira with the kids for two or three days, maybe a week. Maybe I won’t come back at all. What is there for me in Jerusalem? In another month I’m flying abroad in any case. I have to call the travel agent and see how much it will cost to move up the date.

I also have to call my real estate agent, and tell him that the rental is no longer limited to a year – that the renters should be allowed to stay as long as they want. Because I’m not coming back to this building, not coming back to this neighborhood, not coming back to Jerusalem and maybe not coming back here at all. Maybe I’ll tell the realtor that instead of a rental, he should look for a place that’s for sale.

I will do whatever it takes not to come back here. I really have to work on my English over there. I absolutely have to start reading and writing only in English. I will use the year ahead while I’m teaching to adopt a new language for my writing. I know it’s not easy – I’ve already gone through it with Hebrew – but there’s no choice. I don’t know how much longer I can go on writing in Hebrew, I don’t know how many Hebrew speakers will still want to listen to me; I’m not sure there will be any point left to addressing them.

I will write in English, I will start to write love stories, the weather will become a major event in the plot, the snow will be a central character. I will write in English about the experiences of a migrant in a new country, about a political asylum seeker, about refugees from war.

I will write in English about the country I abandoned, I will try to write the truth, I will try to be accurate about the details in the hope that someone over there will believe me that this really happened. I will write about a far-off land in which children are shot, slaughtered, buried and burned, and the readers will probably think I am a fantasy writer.

But, hey, who said I have to write at all? I will do a little university teaching and then I’ll find a job. I can do anything, I don’t care. I’m ready to wash dishes, change tires and clean toilets.

I can be a taxi driver and live modestly in a small town; I will be a polite driver with an accent. If the passengers talk to me, I will answer them. And if they ask where the accent’s from and what country I’m from, I will tell them that I come from a scary place where people in suits and uniforms call on the masses to hate, kill, plunder and take revenge – sometimes in the name of religion, sometimes in the name of God, and all for the sake of the children’s future.

In the taxi I will only listen to music – even country music, for all I care – but never to the news. I mustn’t know who the politicians in the new place are, mustn’t know the names of the reporters, the anchors and the commentators, mustn’t take an interest in their opinions, their viewpoints or their world views. I will do my best to be a perpetual tourist there. Not to take things to heart, never to feel that I belong.

My children will soon be home and I will take them to Tira. I don’t want to stay here another minute. I will call the travel agent, maybe she can get us out of here tomorrow. My wife will scream that she has committed to working until the end of the month. She can stay here if she wants, she can join us next month.

“What don’t you understand?” I said to her when I begged her not to go to work. “It’s over.”

“Have you lost it?” she shouted back at me. “What in the blazes is over?”

I was silent, knowing that my attempt at living together with others in this country was over. That the lie I’d told my children about a future in which Arabs and Jews share the country equally was over.

I wanted to say to my wife that this is really the end, it’s finished. That I’d lost my small war, that everything people had told me since I was a teenager was coming true before my eyes. That all those who told me that there is a difference between blood and blood, between one person and another person, were right. That all those who told me that I have no place other than Tira spoke the truth.

But all I said to her was, “Good luck at work,” apologized for my exaggerated fears, and added that I was sure everything would be all right.

The children will soon be back from day camp and I will take them far away from here. Right now, though, I’m home with my firstborn daughter. She’s angry and has closeted herself in her room. I knock gently on the door, but she doesn’t answer.

She’s sitting on her bed with her computer. I sit down next to her on the bed, knowing I’m about to tell her what my father told me when I was a boy her age. It was my first day at a Jerusalem boarding school, where only Hebrew was spoken. My father drove me there from Tira, and a moment before parting from me, at the entrance to the school, he said, “Remember that for them you will always, but always, be an Arab, understand?”

“I understand,” my daughter said and hugged me close, “I understood it already by myself.”

 

grammar nazi's doesn't require an apostrophe. there's no possessive.

it's just the plural of Nazi.

grammar Nazis

 

Stick to the topic at hand

 

Thank you, poster registered in 2012.

 

Don't want to cop a few punches to the face? Easy, don't throw Molotov cocktails, fire sling shots at police, riot & resist arrest.

Lucky he didn't get shot...in any other country he would have.



Edit: I do believe that the police crossed the line by assaulting a restrained person, but it is what it is, the Middle East has descended into the depths of hell on Earth.

It's sad...we are born to love, yet taught to hate.