tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133409.post115535848239102585..comments2023-04-01T18:36:52.359-04:00Comments on The House of Boogie: What's Real and What's ActualBoogiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11636861960548704495noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133409.post-1155513867399348942006-08-13T20:04:00.000-04:002006-08-13T20:04:00.000-04:00LOL...sorry to confuse, Lisa...and as you can see,...LOL...sorry to confuse, Lisa...and as you can see, my quick stage left exit was very quickly followed up by a stage left entrance ;)Boogiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11636861960548704495noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133409.post-1155497445900670052006-08-13T15:30:00.000-04:002006-08-13T15:30:00.000-04:00If I may, I'd like to talk a little bit more about...If I may, I'd like to talk a little bit more about our differing opinions.<BR/> <BR/>First of all, please do not insinuate that, because I post an "anonymous" posting on your 'blog, that I wish to be anonymous. I simply don't have a web presence as sophisticated as your own. I would be more than happy to exchange email addresses with you, but I don't want my email address posted on a website. Also, I don't want to be equated with a swastika-weilding, white hood-wearing member of some hateful organization. I think that was unfair for you to suggest, all because I don't have a<BR/>website to link to. You can still have the courage of your convictions even if you don't have a 'blog. <BR/> <BR/>I have been influenced by many of my dearest friends on this issue. <BR/>Several of them have lived in Palestine, and grown up there, in Ramallah and the West Bank. They aren't martyrs or suicide bombers. They (and I) are pacifists. That means that we do not condone the use of force or violence in any situation. It gives me faith in the strength of the human spirit that I know these<BR/>amazing people who have grown up in such terrifying and adverse conditions that they can come out of it wanting peace and working for peace. Their stories, told to me in person and read in countless emails and missives over the years, in articles in magazines or told over pints of beer, break my<BR/>spirit. They have told me about many, many confrontations with Israeli tanks and Israeli soldiers. They haven't known such basic freedoms as travelling to a jobsite or back home again without having to go through checkpoints staffed by angry guards with heavy guns and hair-trigger, jittery nerves. I read about tanks breaking into refugee camps, intimidation beyond anything I could ever imagine and the possibility of being locked up and never being told why. When I hear of injustice in this world, in this day and age, on this scale--injustice that my country ignores (at best) and supports (at worst), I have feelings of tremendous guilt. If I am not part of the solution, I have to part of the problem, right? This is just a small part of what I have learned. Their experiences are such a small part of living in the Arab world. Just the other day, one of my dearest friends was struck by the butt of an Israeli rifle. She watched members of the peaceful organization she is volunteering for being beaten right in front of her. She watches from Nablus, or from the West Bank and has the same thought that I do, a million miles away in New York as I watch on the television screen: the Israeli bombs look like a laser light show. People dying looks like a laser light show. <BR/><BR/>So that is where I stand. Not so much as an anonymous member of a hate group, but as a citizen of a world gone very very bad and a world that is growing more and more terrifying every single day.<BR/> <BR/>Peace, Shalom, Salaam,<BR/>KellyAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133409.post-1155388866803096742006-08-12T09:21:00.000-04:002006-08-12T09:21:00.000-04:00I'm SO confused ;-)Come back soon!I'm SO confused ;-)<BR/><BR/>Come back soon!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com