My Children Don’t Have This Hobby
In the New York Times, of course, Jodi Rudoren has another one of her now trademark gushing pieces on a “heroic” symbol of the “noble Palestinian resistance”. The poor little 17 year old stone thrower.
Rocks in Hand a Boy Fights for his West Bank Village
“Children have hobbies, and my hobby is throwing stones,” Muhammad explained weeks before his most recent arrest. “A day with a confrontation is better than a free day.”
You know what? I am pissed off that he’s being arrested by soldiers in the middle of the night for the umpteenth time. Because he should have been shot and killed already.
This kind of writing, humanising these damn savages with their rock throwing as if it’s some kind of noble endeavour, sickens me. The only reason they do this with rocks is they know we’d shoot them if they had guns.
Their intent is the same: wound or kill civilians. We should crush them and kill them and break their spirit with overwhelming force.
We stand accused of occupation anyway!
If you’re on Facebook, perhaps tell Jodi what you think of her public relations work giving these murdering children a sympathetic portrayal.
Update, Arnold Roth sends me the following:
How sentimental – or acceptable in terms of journalistic integrity – is it that the Rudoren article describes the deaths of “a man and his 1-year-old son who died” (in fact Asher Palmer and his son Yonatan) without saying the ring leader of the gang hurling the “stones” was convicted of murder? And others from the same gang are on trial on similar charges?
Menuha Shvat, who has lived in a settlement near here since 1984, long ago lost count of the stones that have hit her car’s reinforced windows. “It’s crazy: I’m going to get pizza, and I’m driving through a war zone,” said Ms. Shvat, who knew a man and his 1-year-old son who died when their car flipped in 2011 after being pelted with stones on Road 60. “It’s a game that can kill.”
The killer is Wa’al Al-Araja and understanding his story is key to putting the morality tale of the “Abu Hashem boys” and their “hobby” into a grown-up context.