Local support for Palestine
Posted by Edmund on June 13, 2008
Last night I went to an event at the Greater Ithaca Activities Center in which two locals were to convey their experiences about going to Hebron.Â
When I first entered the room I could quickly tell that it was an odd group of people who were there. They appeared to be the typical tin-foil hat wearing types who at the drop of a dime would protest anything and everything. Maybe it was just me. The first person to greet me was one of the speakers that night, Mary Anne Grady Flores, and she quickly move from “Where are you from?” to “This is my mother” and “Do you speak Arabic?” Many of them were really looking forward to practicing their newly learned language skills.
As I grabbed a chair and sat down I was able to notice the demographics. The group that had assembled were almost all women and mostly over the age of 50 (I’m being nice). An older gentemen was operating the powerpoint slide show on a laptop while wearing an end the occupation tshirt. I over heard a women speaking to Mary Anne about how they smuggled two posters of ‘Palestine’ out of the region. Of course to them, the entire region was Palestine. I sat next to a Jewish woman who was eager to talk about her daughter who is now working/volunteering with the Ma’an News Agency.
The room is humid, some windows had been opened and a fan was on, but their effects were not felt until late into the presentation. Immediately before Beth Harris, an Ithaca College professor, began speaking about the fragmentation of Palestinian geography and culture the younger crowd came in. Again, mostly young women. There are almost 30 people when things get settled and it would balloon to 45Â by the end. Almost all know each other, this appears to be a dedicated group.
Beth starts out with some very bad Arabic. “A lawn wah salon.” Oh I should have seen the signs. Beth mentions something about Native Americans and African Americans before quoting “The Meaning of the 4th of July for the Negro” by Frederick Douglas.
What, to the American slave, is your 4th of July? I answer; a day that reveals to him, more than all other days in the year, the gross injustice and cruelty to which he is the constant victim. To him, your celebration is a sham; your boasted liberty, an unholy license; your national greatness, swelling vanity; your sound of rejoicing are empty and heartless; your denunciation of tyrants brass fronted impudence; your shout of liberty and equality, hollow mockery; your prayers and hymns, your sermons and thanks-givings, with all your religious parade and solemnity, are to him, mere bombast, fraud, deception, impiety, and hypocrisy — a thin veil to cover up crimes which would disgrace a nation of savages. There is not a nation on the earth guilty of practices more shocking and bloody than are the people of the United States, at this very hour
For a professor she seems nervous, shaking with anxiety it seems while speaking to this group of like-minded citizens. She emphasizes the fragmentation of the geographic area. I was waiting for her to use terms like apartheid and segregation, but was left wanting. She spoke of ‘Jewish only’ settlements and ‘Jewish only’ roads built in the West Bank. The information she put forth was not anything that was not known by the crowd. I was disappointed with her lack of thought, she simply repeated the same words in different order.
Mary Anne was next to speak and the religious overtones became more apparent. She had worked with the CPT - Christian Peacemaker Team. She had mentioned drinking water from “Jacob’s Well” and looked at her mother sitting directly in front of me and began to cry over her words. She obviously cares about her religion, but I was wary of her support for the Palestinian cause. As she continued it became apparent that her viewpoints were formed through a ‘love they neighbor’ type aspect. While I do not doubt that her semester in Hebron gave her a first hand view of the people, the culture and the oppression it simply came off to me as a missionary type event.
They spoke about their work with orphanages and they spoke of how they are getting their churches involved. How we should pass resolutions on the local level and how people can get involved.
They were idealists and I was not in a place to crush their dreams. They care about the causes, they care about the people they met. That in itself is more than the average citizen can claim, but sitting in that room I could not help by feel out of place.
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