A person who claimed to be a Palestinian-Canadian living in Spain entered our room in Skypeland. He said, "I was born in Palestine and was in the first uprising and went to Canada." He said correct me if I am wrong, and immediately he said several things that people disagreed with, and he was stopped. He objected to being stopped. He started talking about how the Americans had helped the Israelis steal the Palestinian land illegally. He was asked if he had read UN resolution 181. He immediately said, "Lets forget history." Ah...facts don't count I guess...
The Palestinian-Canadian told a fable about someone living in his house with his garden. And he answers the door when someone knocks on the door. The person at the door has many stronger people behind him, and so the person had to live his house. The person came back to his house, and knocked and knocked on the door and finally the president answered the door. The president asked the person into the house and told him they would negotiate. The person was told by the president he could live in the kitchen and if he stepped over the threshold outside the kitchen, he would be arrested or killed. He asked if this was fair.
I wanted to tell a story about someone buying a house, and then finding out that the previous owner or people from across the street wanted to eject him from the house he had just bought. However, there was so much discord in the room I could not describe my own fable.
This quickly turned into an Israel vs. Palestine debate. However, many others interrupted with non sequiturs about Tupak Shakur and other off-topic interjections. I tried to keep them quiet so I could hear the Palestinian discuss the issue with the Israeli, but others objected since they just wanted to tell jokes and say nonsense.
One of our more frequent room-disturbers interrupted the two principles discussing Israel and Palestine at least a dozen times to ask the question, "What will the world talk about if we do not have this to worry about ?" I tried to shut him up, since this was a nonsense question, and one without much of an interesting answer, if any answer were even possible. He insisted over and over and over on asking his question. Others joined in and got upset that this person couldn't get his bascially rhetorical question answered. It completely disrupted the conversation, but finally I gave up.
The room just descended further and further into chaos, since the host seemed to be absent or disinterested (or maybe he had a malfunctioning computer...)
Saturday, September 29, 2007
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