It’s been a long two weeks. It hasn’t felt right to blog about anything personal, despite the fact that I haven’t stopped observing the insanity of daily life and taking notes and have been dying to write about it all. I continue to amuse myself by watching people on the bus from behind dark glasses. I continue to read voraciously. I continue to be alive.
But I also can’t escape what’s going on in Gaza, and my life has been tied up in that since December 27. I will never feel as if I’m doing enough, but I’m doing what I can. It’s important to note that I did not choose today to break the blogging trend because of the “ceasfire”; my blog is not under ceasefire. Rather, I have something important to say.
I’ve gotten a lot of flak for my beliefs. I know, it’s oh-so-preposterous for most to imagine that not all Americans are zionuts. It’s so difficult for people to imagine that my beliefs come from inside, from what I feel is right, rather than from the fact I’ve lived in an Arab country. It’s so difficult to imagine an American who believes in justice and resistance.
But that’s not even what I wanted to say. Instead, I want to thank my friends from Global Voices.
Now, GV’s intent is not to be biased, and unfortunately, not everyone believes that. But I’m not thanking GV in an official capacity, anyway. It is the incredible people I’ve met because of my involvement; those who have supported both my career and me personally, that I appreciate and am forever indebted to. It is those who stand by me, whether by defending me on comment threads, or sending me messages, or reminding me to smile. Some of you don’t even agree with me, and yet have gone to great lengths to back me up. You are numerous, and you are appreciated. Thank you.
Photo by Joi Ito.