What A Palestinian State Would Look Like

The skill at which elaborate effigies of Israeli and American symbols are constructed and later burned, displays a certain penchant for detail.

Since Israel’s disengagement from the Gaza Strip, the Palestinians have basically been left to their own devices. The world has gotten an eyeful of just what a much-anticipated Palestinian state might look like — and it’s not a pretty picture.

The dust hadn’t even settled after the last of the Jews had been removed from Gaza when Palestinians resorted to form. Looting and demolishing buildings they might otherwise have been able to reside in, the Palestinians displayed the sort of destructive and dysfunctional behavior they’ve become known for. They soon graduated to burning down synagogues, a time honored tradition from the days of Nazi Germany. In a final orgy of idiocy, they tore apart the expensive greenhouses that altruistic Jews, among others, had foolishly purchased for them in the hopes that they would actually produce something. Who needs food when you can destroy a greenhouse instead?

When reported at all, such actions were described by the mainstream media merely as harmless “celebrations” or chalked up to the frustrations of a long “oppressed” people. Behavior that would be deemed unacceptable were it exhibited by any other group suddenly became fodder for touchy-feely news segments. None of these “reporters” came to the obvious conclusion that had any unarmed Jews remained in the evacuated settlements they would certainly have been slaughtered by these peace-loving Palestinian mobs.

Facing a decrease in Jewish targets, the Palestinians have begun to eat their own. Vigilante killings have gone up exponentially this year, while kidnapping, theft and lawlessness in general is also on the rise. Hamas managed to blow up 16 Palestinians during a routine “work accident” at one of their famous kid-friendly rallies. Yet another rally to “celebrate” the pullout was disrupted by shots fired into the air and crowds stoning the stage. Honor killings, already a regular feature of Palestinian society, continued on unabated. Then there was the small matter of an American and a British reporter being kidnapped by Palestinian terrorists. Nothing to see here, folks. Move along.

In a glimmer of what “Palestinian democracy” is likely to portend, the terrorist group Hamas appears to be heading for a takeover of government institutions. Should they succeed, senior Hamas leader Mahmoud Zahar has promised to install Sharia or Islamic law under which both dancing and gays won’t be allowed. I’m sure members of QUIT (Queers Undermining Israeli Terrorism) will be speaking out against this injustice any day now.

Anyone wondering what a Palestinian state might look like has only to observe the behavior cited above to get an answer. Palestinian culture, such as it is, has been mired in hatred for so long that they have little else to put forward. The death cult that has subsumed their society is in fact what they offer the world. While people all across the globe, including Jews, have survived upheaval and gone on to forge new lives and societies, the Palestinians seem to be incapable of creating anything. Without Israel providing them with water, food and jobs (before the Intifada) and the “international community” pumping them with money, they would simply die off in the desert or be subsumed by their more powerful Arab neighbors. In fact, the latter outcome appears more likely by the day.

But it doesn’t have to be this way. Long ago, I commented on the Palestinians’ potential for achievement should they ever choose to redirect their considerable energies toward more productive pursuits. Indeed, the skill at which elaborate effigies of Israeli and American symbols are constructed and later burned, displays a certain penchant for detail. If only effigy factories were a thriving industry, the Palestinians would be all set.

Another Palestinian talent is public relations, an essential component which consists of constant whining. In fact, they have a whole film industry devoted to producing such propaganda and manipulating the gullible Western media. Its called Pallywood. A fascinating short documentary (available online) by that name exposes the sets, actors, props and dupes for the world to see. Not that this will stop anyone from continuing to take part in the charade. Like I said, when you’re good, you’re good.

From its mythical beginnings to its continuing ability to attract followers, the “Palestinian cause” has taken on a life of its own. It’s the third world “resistance movement” de jour and entire classes of Westerners would have no purpose in life if not for its existence. The Palestinians can literally do or espouse anything and the world will willingly turn a blind eye. What’s more, they’re falling all over themselves to offer these paragons of virtue their own state.

For my own part, I’m ready to give the Palestinians their own homeland right now…on Mars, that is. Come to think of it, I wouldn’t wish that on Mars. Okay, Egypt, they’re all yours.

Bay Area-based columnist Cinnamon Stillwell writes for SFGate.com, Frontpagemag.com, Jewish Press, and Israel National News. Her website is CinnamonStillwell.com.

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Educational Biases

It should concern everyone that our students, and we as a society, seemingly have little choice but to accept that our schools are dominated by leftist teachers promoting their own agendas.

It is no longer a grand secret that many public and private universities are awash in military-demeaning, left-leaning, inculcating faculty and receptive students. The two factions meet daily, coagulating their inherent anti-Americanism into a deep bond. Even the staunchest naysayer would have major difficulties debating this; the facts are overwhelming. Conservative speakers like Messieurs David Horowitz and William Kristol have had pies slammed into their faces by so-called tolerant students, just for pointing out the dangers in these blatant heterodoxies.

As a mid-20s former public school teacher who has spent his entire life living in blue states and the “bluest” cities in these states, I encounter this unfortunate rhetoric far too often. I have driven cross country twice in 2005, and meandered through the most radical college campuses — from Boulder to Madison to Cambridge — and I feel dismay in reporting that some of the worst brainwashing of eager youths occurs at much younger (and doubtlessly more impressionable) ages these days.

Teaching public school for the past two years in one of the lowest performing elementary schools in the equally inferior-performing LA Unified School District, I spent much time instructing my students’ young, athirst minds as objectively as I could, and I believe they benefited from this. In comparison to many other faculty members, donning Red Union shirts each Tuesday and skipping out of work to their protests seemingly too often, I surmised I did have a very positive effect upon these low-income 4th and 5th graders.

Disconcertingly, one of our faculty members missed the first week of last school year because she was incarcerated (with the school’s video camera) while at the Republican National Convention in New York City. She even had to fly back to retrieve the camera, as well as for her court date. Dissent may be patriotic in the eyes of some, but this is hardly helping student test scores. A substitute, who was known to have elementary-aged students sign random petitions during his various stints at our school, stuffed my classroom’s American flag in the closet when it accidentally fell. Can we question his patriotism? He most likely gleaned, from three quarters of our faculty’s lack of saying the daily pledge, that this would not be frowned upon. It wasn’t. These folks must have been harbingers of secular society’s recent quest to abolish the pledge, or at least the “under G-d” portion.

On Columbus Day, just about one year ago, I can vividly recall my conversation at the morning bell with a grade level colleague.

He started, “Hey, Mr. K, happy Murdering of Indigenous people Day! I’ll tell my kids the ‘REAL’ Columbus story today; the one NOT in the textbooks!”

To which I replied, “Manifest Destiny, my friend! How do you think you came to be born, and are able to live here with the freedom to say inane things like that? I’ll tell MY kids the TRUE Columbus story; the one ORIGINALLY IN the textbooks, NOT the Howard Zinn books they feed us these days in higher ed.”

Indeed I may have stooped down to his level of petulance, but an observant person would be cognizant of the revisionist history now being taught throughout our school systems, in which I am sure he often partook. This fellow often mused about how he “enjoys pointing our history’s little inaccuracies.” If I could only believe his in-class actions were as innocuous as those words. I surely never did.

As a youngster gradually progresses, the teachers also get more “progressive.” That adjective is most often used to depict liberal biases, but it sounds so guileless that most do not see its ulterior motives.

For every observant college student like my friend who claims, “as if I or others don’t realize there are professors with agendas,” there are students who spend their academic lives at college (we won’t even go into social mischief) in total insouciance; and when asked which political side they stand with, ambivalence takes over. In the 2004 election, the polls showed that (mostly) apathetic college students followed the leads and recommendations of their hallowed professors to an astonishingly Democratic tune. After the election, kids were pondering suicide and “drinking heavily at eight in the morning,” claiming there is “no reason to care about life anymore now that Bush won.” This was relayed to me by friends at the University of Michigan. Personally, knowing many of these kids, I can’t fathom how any president’s policies could have an impact upon their upper-middle class lives on Long Island and in the Northern Chicago suburbs.

We all know Michael Moore picked up five-figure paychecks at a multitude of college campuses during the summer of 2004; my girlfriend also informed me that at her Florida college, Ashley Judd and Kirsten Dunst espoused anti-Bush balderdash to 18 year-old freshmen donning “John Kerry is my Homeboy” t-shirts. Considering this, coupled with Bruce Springsteen, Jack Black and The Dave Matthews Band playing music while preaching about politics, how could anyone not vote for John Kerry? Much as I regularly opine, “it’s just more fun to be liberal when you are young. It takes maturing — and certainly isn’t ‘fun’ — to be patriotic, have morals and fight terrorism.” No fun at all.

Lastly, grad schools have now fused into this list. We all can reasonably speculate what a graduate level journalism, political science or sociology class would deduce about modern political events; however, the most fast-moving and fervent anti-Conservative, politically correct indoctrination is coming from the instructors at the teacher credential programs. If you think about it, this makes perfect sense. How else can future K-12 teachers be trained and prepared to follow the lead of their predecessors, “mobilizing” to “fight the power” after these heroes retire?

While erudite articles from Thomas Sowell and Dennis Prager, pointing out the pitfalls of the condescension with which teachers treat low-income “minorities,” are available and relevant, teacher trainers (many with PhDs) balk on these pieces, in order to sell their own articles or those from colleagues of a like mindset. For one who honestly didn’t notice a great deal of brainwashing when I was a pre-9/11 undergrad, my times as a grad student in education (2000-2002), engulfed me with subjective views in an overwhelmingly conspicuous fashion.

Teachers I know have discouragingly taken these balkanizing theories into the classrooms.

While learning my chosen trade, along with just 16 weeks of hands-on experience in classrooms, I was subjected to two different ESL (English as a Second Language) classes, two Special Ed classes (even though I was teaching mainstream), an “Urban Studies” class, an African American Studies class, Chicano Studies, Health Sciences, Educational Psychology and a Physical Education class. It wasn’t until I was teaching full-time and voluntarily enrolled in Saturday classes on Classroom Management, that I learned more relevant methods of instruction to augment my chances for success as a teacher.

It should concern everyone — irrespective of political affiliation — that our students, and we as a society, seemingly have little choice but to accept this academic dominance by the liberal intelligentsia. We have reached the antithesis of the 1960s in some ways: a new world where the Left now curtails and quells any Conservative thoughts from their students. Hopefully, sites like “Students for Academic Freedom” can expose some of these macabre circumstances and perhaps implore congress to pass important legislation. If not, our future generations will be forced, like a reader of my website explained, to “have to listen to my professor talk about her Prius, her trips to Massachusetts, her trip to last week’s big anti-war protest in Washington…”

That is just unnecessary. As someone who also taught a group of high school students in a university setting this past summer, it is appalling that educated professors don’t appreciate that their objectivity is a cherished part of higher education, and all education, in general. Should students not receive the education that they paid for, and which they entrusted their university’s faculty to bequeath upon them? In essence, our youth must get more than just half the story.

A public school teacher in Los Angeles for five years, Ari Kaufman is now a freelance journalist, contributing to publications such as the Baltimore Sun, LA Daily News, and Hackwriters.com travel magazine.

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