How I Learned to Love the Wall
Charles Johnson
Sat Mar 18, 2006 at 12:00 pm PST • Views: 260
After blasting the New York Times for their latest episode of iniquity earlier, it’s only fair to point out that they also published a great piece by Irshad Manji today: How I Learned to Love the Wall.
They’re right that Palestinians are virtually wailing at “the wall.” When I went to see its towering cement slabs in the West Bank town of Abu Dis last year, an Arab man approached me to unload his sadness. “It’s no good,” he said. “It’s hard.”
“Why do you think they built it?” I asked.
The man shook his head and repeated, “It’s hard.” After some silence, he added, “We are not two people. We are one.”
“How do you explain that to suicide bombers?” I wondered aloud.
The man smiled. “No understand,” he replied. “No English. Thank you. Goodbye.”
Was it something I said? Maybe my impolite mention of Palestinian martyrs? Then again, how could I not mention them?
After all, this barrier, although built by Mr. Sharon, was birthed by “shaheeds,” suicide bombers whom Palestinian leaders have glorified as martyrs. Qassam missiles can kill two or three people at a time. Suicide bombers lay waste to many more. Since the barrier went up, suicide attacks have plunged, which means innocent Arab lives have been spared along with Jewish ones. Does a concrete effort to save civilian lives justify the hardship posed by this structure? The humanitarian in me bristles, but ultimately answers yes.
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