Blaming the Victims
Blaming the Victims: Spurious Scholarship and the Palestinian Question, is a collection of essays, co-edited by Palestinian scholar and advocate Edward Said and journalist and author Christopher Hitchens, published by Verso Books in 1988. It contains essays by Said and Hitchens as well as other prominent advocates and activists including Ibrahim Abu-Lughod, Janet L. Abu-Lughod, Noam Chomsky, Norman G. Finkelstein, Rashid Khalidi.
Introduction
In his introduction, Said says he believes that the establishment of Israel occurred partly because the Israelis "acquired control" of the land, and partly because they had won the "political battle for Palestine in the international world in which ideas, representations, rhetoric, and images were at issue." He returns again to this theme, remarking on the "dominance of the Zionist viewpoint in Western cultural discourse..." In describing this viewpoint he notes what he calls Zionism's "spurious, often flagrantly preposterous arguments." Said says there is an "official Zionist discourse", and "unofficial Zionist work", citing for some praise the "revisionist historians" such as Tom Segev and Benny Morris. Said criticizes American Zionists whose "shameless adulation of Israel is almost limitless."
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The Question
by: Emerypave these streets with open arms
it's always you we're waiting on
the skin, the taste, the drug, the need
i'm asking, telling you, don't leave
erase the lines that we have drawn
it's always you we're waiting on
and waiting on and waiting on
and on and on and on and on
these are our words, we fill these mouths
but all the letters of the alphabet could never spell it out
these palms and frames that we tear through
to cling to something that is bigger than the failed attempts at you
wait wait wait, i don't wanna see
wait wait wait, i am not the person anyone would want to be
the perfect shoes with matching clothes
it is the lie we're always told
but nothing masks the shallow touch
by saying words that cost so much
while you're an addict to the need
to find yourself a way to breathe
the sex, the purge, the vein, the look
to reflex feelings that we took
these are our words, we fill these mouths
but all the letters of the alphabet could never spell it out
these palms and frames that we tear through
to cling to something that is bigger than the failed attempts at you
perfection, it's perfection
but never quiet enough, and never could disguise
the drugs to make it stay
the wanting in your eyes
the money that you spent, but you're still an accident
we are more than words that fill our mouths
drink with eyes that tell us the answers that we need
these are our words, we fill these mouths
but all the letters of the alphabet could never spell it out
these palms and frames that we tear through
to cling to something that is bigger than the failed attempts at you
wait wait wait, i don't wanna see
wait wait wait, i am not the person anyone would want to be
waiting here until you leave...