Maybe my grandmother was lying to me when she told me that she was driven from her home in Palestine.
Maybe the debris of an Israeli bomb that hit my cousin was the sky falling.
Maybe my Palestinian passport is just a fake — a ploy to keep my Jew-hating self at a safe distance from the Israeli borders.
Reading David Horowitz’s ad in Tuesday’s edition of The Daily Tar Heel reminds me of a kid with his fingers dangerously deep in his ears, shouting senseless noise. It will be a sad day in the life of Horowitz when someone breaks it to him that an overuse of declarative sentences does not — and cannot — rid years of Palestinian history.
I have to admit that playing into the free speech tactic by rejecting every other American value is a feat. Horowitz manages to not only degrade an entire race of people (to the point of nonexistence), but chooses to ignore a reality because his prejudices and flawed ideology are just too blinding.