Newsgroup: it.politica.internazionale
Titolo: Re: The Allenby Crossing Game (Al Jazeera)

 Qulacuno mi informi di come risponde il rabido plonkato. :)
#_I'm sorry , I can't help you.
E`sparito lui e la sua mezza dozzina di cloni...insieme alla Menorah 
d'argento estorta alla mia famiglia...che tanto, dopo tutti questi anni, 
non ci speravo piu`.

 Non ti vergogni
http://translating-jihad.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-shall-not-hate-by-dr-izzaldin.html
A few years ago at an anti-Israel seminar on the West Coast I almost
caused a riot when I stated that Hamas could have peace with Israel
the next day if it wanted to. The Palestinian moderator asked me if I
had ever visited the West Bank or Gaza. When I replied I had not, he
said I was in no position to judge if I did not know how his people
were living.
Although I thought his was a foolish thing to say - after all, I've
never heard anyone argue that a condition for criticizing the Iraq War
is to have personally spent time in Baghdad - I took his advice
seriously and determined to follow it at the next opportunity. I was
working in Iraq at the time, so instead of returning to California as
usual for my next vacation I traveled to Israel and spent some time
exploring it and the West Bank (there was no way I could get into
Gaza). It was a wonderful trip, and I wrote it all down. Following is
my journal account of traveling overland from Jerusalem back to Amman
at the end of the trip:
"When I caught the bus to Jerusalem from Ein Gedi the following
morning, I knew it came close to the Allenby Bridge before turning
left and passing Jericho on the way to Jerusalem, but because the
bridge is in the West Bank and Israeli buses don't go there I assumed
I needed to return to Jerusalem, go to the Palestinian bus station,
and get a shuttle to the bridge. I also knew that all the guide books
say you need to get a Jordanian visa at the Jordanian consulate in Tel
Aviv to enter Jordan. For that reason I had specifically requested a
visa at the airport in Amman that would get me back into the country
from Israel. While leaving Jordan on the way to Israel, I had shown
the visa to at least two officials to make sure I could get back into
Jordan on that visa, and they assured me I could.
"When I got off the bus in Jerusalem, a taxi driver immediately
offered to drive me to the Allenby Bridge for 100 dollars. When I told
him I would just go to the bus station and take a shuttle (for 1/20th
of the price) he gave me the predictable...you need reservations to
get on those shuttles, they go through all the checkpoints and
sometimes the Israelis don't let them go, etc. The bus driver was
listening to this conversation and asked me, "Why you no tell me you
want to go to Allenby Bridge? I drop you off at Jericho and you catch
a local taxi, very easy." For some reason, knowing I didn't have a lot
of time and having a couple hundred dollar bills left over in my
pocket, I said to the taxi driver, 'OK, take me to the bridge.' As
always, the conversation on the way there was in itself worth the
price. I hadn't even known there were Kurdish Jews, but his father had
come to Israel from Iraqi Kurdistan. He didn't speak much English and
I don't speak Hebrew, but we got along in Arabic just fine. He told me
about his kids, and his daughter who worked on the border police and
her Ethiopian husband who also was a captain with the border police.
He asked me if I had gotten the Jordanian visa in Tel Aviv, and I said
I had gotten it in Amman before coming. He gave me a strange look and
said, "Well....I don't want to say what you have to do, but I brought
an American here last week and he did not have the visa and I had to
take him to the border point way up north and he had to pay me a few
hundred more dollars."
"We finally got to the checkpost at the Israeli side of the border,
and a young female soldier came out to look at my passport. I showed
her my Jordanian visa and she replied, "This is no good....where's the
other one?" Suddenly I had the sinking realization that this
particular location was not really part of Israel or Jordan but under
a separate status. It wasn't the Jordanians who required the visa to
get into Jordan; it was the Israelis who demanded it to get to the
bridge and into official Jordanian territory. She gave me my passport
and told me my visa was no good. It was exactly three o'clock, and as
she handed me my passport she got her jacket and walked to her vehicle
because it was the end of her shift. A new team was coming on, and the
taxi driver said to me, "Uskut! La Tatakalam!" Shut up and don't say a
word! So I uskutted, and the soldier on the new shift walked up to us.
The taxi driver began speaking to him in Hebrew. "How are you
doing....do you know my daughter so-and-so who is on the border police
and her husband is Captain so-and-so? This poor stupid American didn't
even know he had to get a visa and he has to go to Amman today....."
Before I knew it, the barrier was lifted and we were on our way. When
we got to the crossing, the driver asked me to give him some extra so
he could give some Bakshish to the soldier who had let us through. I
gave him a twenty; I'd be quite surprised if he actually gave it to
the officer, but it was certainly worth it to me. If I'd taken the
shuttle from Jerusalem as I'd planned, I might still be there."
The checkpost I crossed was the same one Dr. Izzaldin Abuelaish
describes in his book I Shall Not Hate. If I as an American made it
across a checkpost merely on the whim of the Israeli border guard, I
can only imagine the frustration and humiliation Dr. Abuelaish
experienced the thousands of times he crossed the border from Gaza
into Israel.
Izzaldin, as far as I can tell, is one of those rare individuals who
has always tried to do the right thing. He was born in poverty in a
Gazan refugee camp, and the family farm his parents had evacuated is
now the home of former Israeli Prime Minister Ariel Sharon. Rather
than dropping out of school, as his Palestinian classmates did like
flies, Izzaldin determined to persevere, learning both English and
Hebrew in the process. He became a doctor, the first Palestinian
doctor to work at a prestigious Israeli hospital, and established deep
friendships with his Jewish counterparts. His entire world came
crashing down on January 16, 2009, when in the midst of Israel's war
on Gaza two rocket shells tore into his house and blew the bodies of
three of his daughters and a nephew into kingdom come.
But Dr. Abuelaish refuses to hate. He argues that Palestinians and
Israelis can and must share a common future. He believes that leaders
on both sides are entrenched in fear and hatred, but hope lies in a
new generation of young people who desire peace more than conflict.
Do I agree with everything Dr. Abuelaish says? Not at all. Do I
believe that he, along with Muslim reformers such as Tawfik Hamid
about whom I write here, believes in the Prophet he wishes had existed
rather than the Muhammad who really did? Yes, indeed. Do I think that
his message of loving your enemies and praying for those who mistreat
you sounds a whole lot more like Jesus than Muhammad? Again, a
resounding Yes.
But the message of Dr. Abuelaish is powerful, and I urge you to read
his book. If you are inclined to listen rather than read, you can
watch a compelling interview here. And if you have an electronic book
reader (much more important than your TV or microwave), you can simply
type in the title of his book, click the purchase button, and you'll
be starting the first chapter in less than 15 seconds. And it's less
than half the price you'd pay in the bookstore!

 But Dr. Abuelaish refuses to hate.
non altrettanto il popolo che da quella sera non poteva più fare finta
di non sapere, eppure continuò a buttarsi sempre più a destra-

 d'argento estorta alla mia famiglia...
Se dici a su Israele si straccia le vesti, se gli dai del ladro non
dice niente. Strano

 non altrettanto il popolo
e tu li ammiri, nevvero?

 Se dici a
Il bifaccia di culo e il mezzasega. Magari, facendo media, viene fuori
un solo argomento. Per ora, pero', no.

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io disprezzo chi causa l'odio dei palestinesi coi suoi crimini contro
l'umanità

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insomma, non consideri i palestinesi capaci di trattenere il loro
odio, o di trasformarlo in qualcosa di piu' costruttivo. Per fortuna
la realta' ti smentisce.

 odio
perchè dovrebbero? Se trattenere il loro odio li rende come gli
indigeni d'America, fanno male a trattenersi, visto che l'odio
sionista è infinito

 sionista è infinito
e ti sta per raggiungere.

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come fa Stalin quando fai indigestione di hummus e fai gli incubi, e
compare ad ordinarti di mangiare borsch come fanno tutti gli altri
cittadini sovietici? Un atto di ignobile antisemitismo!

 come fa Stalin
Stalin ha perso la sua battaglia contro il sionismo, fattene una
ragione.

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facendo votare a favore della nascita di Israele?
Fattene una ragione, l'URSS era con loro (voi no, perchè tu non c'eri,
qualsiasi cosa ti sogni di notte)

 facendo votare a favore della nascita di Israele?
impedendo agli ebrei sovietici di emigrare. Ora, ti ripeto, sono
immigrati. E a te fanno male lo stomaco e ... vabbe', si sa.

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40 anni dopo la sua morte. Lui, è morto vincitore. GLi sconfitti sono
i rinnegati che sono venuti dopo di lui, e purtroppo il popolo
sovietico.

 sovietico.
lol, chiarisci, prego: gli ebrei che emigrano in Israele sono
rinnegati e sconfitti? il popolo sovietico perde con la loro
emigrazione? bisogna stare in Russia, privi di diritti nazionali?
il tuo intorcinamento e' sempre piu' divertente, pippaiolo.

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non esistono solo gli ebrei di Israele, Nahum, fattene una ragione. I
rinnegati sono Kruscev e quelli che l'hanno seguito,  A PRESCINDERE
dal fatto che continuassero a tenere gli ebrei in URSS o meno. Sono
ben altri, e più gravi, i loro errori.

 giravo con un amico ad angherizzare
ANGHERIZZARE? A SOMAROOOOOOOOOOO!

 non esistono solo gli ebrei di Israele,
ma di quelli si sta parlando. E dell'inutile e sanguinario sforzo di
Stalin per levare a loro il diritto di tornare nella loro terra.

 ma di quelli si sta parlando.
il dottor Abuelaish la cui famiglia è stata sterminata dai tuoi
pacifici soldatii non è gli ebrei di Israele, nè Stalin. Riprova