So much hate

I refuse to pick sides in any violent conflict, other than to denounce any and all violence, and all I get is hate in return. It’s crazy! Criticise what Israel does, get called an anti-semite. Criticise Hamas’s role, get called islamophobe or zionist.

If media cover what Israel does, they are accused of pro-Palestine bias. If media cover what Hamas does, they are labelled Zionist. They can’t win either.

Tit for tat for tit for tat. “They started it!” “No, they started it!” “We’ll stop if they’ll stop! “We didn’t stop because they didn’t stop”. So, hey, here’s an idea: stop the bickering. Stop excusing anyone’s violence or retaliation or whatever. Most of all, stop killing each other’s children.

I don’t care whose side you claim to be on, just STOP THE HATE. No conditions, just stop it. And stop defending others’ hate, or you’re just as much part of the problem. Not the media. YOU. With your placards against whatever whomever wherever. And your sick collections of images of dead children from other wars that you sickly misappropriate to suit your agenda. Stop keeping scorecards on who does worse to the other. It’s not fucking football, real human lives are getting destroyed.

Try non-violence. Try peace. Unconditionally. If you can’t get that through your thick skulls clearly you have so much in common in your equally warped hateful mindsets you deserve each other and none of my attention, nor any media attention as far as I’m concerned.

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Legitimacy

In my paperwork I hold a copy of my birth certificate. Not the original documentation submitted to the vaults of bureaucracy right after my birth, because those vaults, they’re exactly where that documentation is meant to be kept forever. That’s how things work (and not just for me but probably for most of us).

The birth certificate I hold in my administration is merely a counterpart, confirming the information kept on public records maintained on people’s births, deaths, marriages, divorces and the like. The copy I hold has the added extra that it’s a multilingual version I had issued to me before I emigrated out of the country of my birth. I’ve used it, in combination with successive passports and ID cards to prove who I am whenever I enrolled in a course, accepted a job, applied for a bank account and so on.

I know who I am and where I am from; the birth certificate, tax status declarations and confirmations, passports, ID cards and other personal documentation is just there to confirm to others that I am who I claim to be. My documentation’s never let me down in that respect. (Though I do take issue with the way the authorities in my country of birth handle my identity, but that’s something to discuss on another occasion.)

Though people might not like who I am, it’s not like I could escape me, even if I wanted to.

If suddenly people were to come out with wild claims that I am not the person I claim to be and that all of the documentation confirming who I am is false, I’d probably be pretty upset, to say the least. Bemused as well, because if their claims were true, surely I would have been found out at some point in my life, on any of the countless occasions that I used my documents. I’d find the whole thing rather surreal, not to mention rather defamatory. I might even consider taking out legal action against those seeking to defame me and damage my reputation, but only if I had nothing more important to spend my time on (which I probably do).

Have you ever imagined how you’d feel if this sort of thing were to happen to you?

Surely, if you have, then like me, you’d want the crazy witch hunt that is the ‘birther’ movement that’s been active for the past few years to stop right now. Seriously, there are more important issues to worry about than this non-issue based on nothing other than ignorance, intolerance and (for some) plain hatred. There are more important causes for people’s tax money to be spent on than this non-cause that has no justification or foundation.

We are all human beings, and from time to time each of us may be confronted by bits of truth that we wish weren’t true. Things that we’d rather not believe or accept. We can try to deny the truthfulness of certain facts, ignore any proof and even deny their entire existence. If we then keep repeating our denial to ourselves, we may actually start believing in that denial. And if we shout about it at the top of our voice to others, then we may get some of those others to believe with us. Nevertheless, none of that changes the truth at the core of our denial and discomfort. Which makes all our efforts against them pretty useless to begin with, and a waste of time to persist.

So let’s move on, now, shall we? ‘Cause let’s be honest: there are far more important things to worry about in life. 

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