An Experiment in Scotch

It never takes long after a Pales­tin­ian ter­ror­ist blows him­self (or her­self) up in a crowded restau­rant or night club or bus before the loonies start blam­ing Israel for the act. This author talks about how the wall will her­met­i­cally seal the Pales­tini­ans to their fate, for­get­ting that”s what they asked for, a state of their own, for­get­ting that all the talk of wip­ing Israel of the face of the earth is what brings all this on.

He claims the ter­ror­ist was an inno­cent, suf­fer­ing greatly under Israeli rule, left open only one option, that of terrorism. This is all so much dis­gust­ing men­tal gym­nas­tics, find­ing a way to excuse the decades of Pales­tin­ian ter­ror­ism in an attempt to foist all respon­si­bil­ity onto Israel. This is no dif­fer­ent than peo­ple who blame rape vic­tims for what they were wearing.

Noth­ing ever excuses blow­ing your­self up with a bomb made of nails, screws and ball bear­ings soaked in rat poi­son, designed to inflict the most dam­age pos­si­ble, phys­i­cal and mental.

The wall is there to do one thing: pro­tect the truly innocent. Any­one who says oth­er­wise is a fool.