I just gotta go off here. I am fed up and sick si…
I just gotta go off here. I am fed up and sick sick sick (and tired) of the Middle East. Nevermind that I’m actually a specialist in the history and politics of same, and that I focused on ancient semitic languages while studying linguistics at UCSB so I actually get a lot of what the respective parties are saying in their own words: *blah* *Blah* *BLAH-FUCKING-BLAH!!!!!!* If I hear anything else about suicide bombers or Sharon or Arafat spewing bilous pigshit at each other and pointing fingers I’m gonna lose it. Okay, so I won’t really lose *it*, I’ll just go sit in a corner and mutter to myself and maybe play a first-person shooter for a while or make a new Sims neighborhood and fill it with nasty folks from all over the Middle East and let them fight with each other until I drown them all in their swimming pools.
*pant*
Honestly, I used to work in trauma surgery at Martin Luther King Hospital (a.k.a. King Drew Medical Center) here in Los Angeles, so I’ve seen plenty of people die of gunshot wounds and lemme tell you, that is no way to go. The fact is, there’s no good way to go that’s as a direct result of a foreign object piercing your body and letting all the good stuff leak out. That includes shrapnel from those thrice-cursed suicide bombers - who the hell do they think they’re hurting? Half the time they don’t manage to kill anyone but themselves, and the other half they take out people at parties, kids, old folks who probably didn’t have anything to do with the rocks in their rice that morning anyway - unfortunately, it’s becoming an effective tactic for maintaining public dialogue, but it just lowers the Palestinians once and for all to the level of the Israelis. And the freakin’ idiot 20-year old IDF soldiers in Gaza and the Occupied Territories who will cheerfully admit to journalists that they feel like shit for busting into people’s homes and arresting their menfold in front of their families and beating their womenfolk for protesting when they break bones instead of the good china, yet haven’t got the balls to “Just Say No” to those orders… it’s okay if you’re only following orders, after all… why are we giving them so much of our money? Strategic colony in the Middle East - agreed that it’s necessary, but the only way to get a rabid dog to heel is to beat it with a big stick - in this case, a big banking stick. How about we withhold 75% of the aid money we give to Israel every year until they reach and actually follow through on a final land-for-peace agreement. Their economy is already fucked because of the bombings - how about we squeeze their balls a little just to make it a bit more urgent that we not have to deal with this spoiled-brat, dick-waving bullshit anymore… it’s not like holding out for Arafat to quell Al-Aqsa will do a damned bit of good - everybody knows he doesn’t control any of the real psychopaths. He’s become an impotent old man whose Nobel Peace Prize permanently put the lie to any remaining semblance of credibility that whole three-ring circus might have had; like an old bear that doesn’t know how to do anything but bite the hand that feeds it, he even double-deals in a clumsy fashion. Did Arafat really think that nobody would notice his receipt of arms from Hizbollah and Iran? Did he think nobody would care? While I admit that *Amu* Arafat might have been acting out of some paternal sense of responsibility for seeing to it that his people are able to resist the opression that they’ve suffered under, he really stepped on his dick with that one. And doing business with Sharon is only possible if you can ignore the blood running down his chin… there are just no nice kids to play with, so I think I’ll go back inside and read a book.