Hani and Haggai

Thursday, 23 May 2002


to­day i worked with a Palestinian and an Israeli; Hani and Haggai re­spec­tively. they got along fine, speak­ing ara­bic and jok­ing around. if they can do it why can’t all of the oth­ers? fight­ing for your be­liefs is one thing, fight­ing an­other per­son be­cause of their be­liefs is in­finitely de­con­struc­tive. its vic­tory is an­ni­hi­la­tion leav­ing noth­ing be­hind but ashes. they joked about the mid­dle-east and de­bated in a re­spectable man­ner. no hints of vi­o­lence. the me­dia in­flu­ence makes it seem that mid­dle-east­ern­ers are all ex­ces­sively vi­o­lent ex­otics that are only a con­cern of ours be­cause they sup­ply us with oil. they are just like us white mid­dle-class. i like them both. they like each other. no need for killing. its nice.


the vi­o­lence is real for them, Hani is from Nazareth, Haggai from Tel Aviv (i think). they have lived in the midst of a war that has been go­ing on since Israel was formed as a state. in fact the re­cent bat­tles are just the con­tin­u­a­tion of a war thou­sands of years old. vi­o­lence is com­mon­place. i can’t imag­ine…