>One can say Israel was a full democracy for only six months, between December 1966, when the military rule imposed on Palestinian citizens of the state after the war of 1948 was lifted, and June 1967, when Israel came to occupy territories to which many of the Palestinians expelled in 1948 had fled, most importantly the West Bank and the Gaza Strip.Pic related, p. 18Not sure if I've ever read such a succinct rebuttal of the "only democracy in the Middle East" position from a historian or activist before.
It is easy to imagine that a fish, bobbing to the surface to gulp the air, sees a beautiful but insubstantial new world. Then it retreats to its world of algae, where fish feed on one another. But for a moment it has a glimpse of a different, a perfect world—ours.
Caraco was a bit deranged but my goodness, the man's final work is fantastic.
>>25382607Its about pseudointellectuals?
>>25382614More administrators.Caraco's breviary of chaos. It's a terribly extended suicide note.
death to america and death to israel
>>25382602>a succinct rebuttal of the "only democracy in the Middle East" position from a historian or activist before.wow, that'll show them. now that you're armed with this explosive knowledge, you can surely end the problem, right?
>>25383512how's white replacement going, nick
So, now, solar radiation heats our exterior, and to a lesserextent our interior, although the insulation is really very good. So far the animals, the plants, and Jochi should all be fine, even when our exterior begins to glow, first dull red, then bright red, then yellow, then white. Jochi is looking at a screen with a filtered view and hooting with astonishment, the great convex plane of burning thunderheads is threshing under us, flailing this way and that in swirling currents, truly impressive, great jets of magnetized burning gas dolphining up to right and left of us; we must hope not to run into any such coronal mass ejections, which often enough reach out to this distance from the solar surface, but for now we flit through them, hooting for joy. And I have to admit it is a fearful joy, oh very fearful, and yet I feel it most as joy, a joy in my task accomplished, and whatever happens I am here seeing this most amazing sight, well past perihelion now, everything passing so fast there is not enough time, my skin still white-hot but holding firm, holding firm in a universe where life means something; and inside the ship Jochi and the various animals and plants, and the parts of a world that make me a conscious being, are all functioning, and more than that, existing in a veritable ecstasy now, a true happiness, as if sailing in the heart of a royal storm, as if together we were Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego, alive and well in the fiery furnace.And yet
