Those are the words that inspired — yes, inspired — me to begin this journey of what I like to call “a journey of enlightenment.” You should know better! In other words, I should be ashamed that I’m even considering a point of view different than the one I have been taught. I decided something wasn’t clicking, and it just wasn’t making sense. I shared this idea with others, and immediately earned much criticism.
The specific situation that sparked this criticism is the situation in Gaza. I had a friend who shared a video of the Israeli Prime Minister Netanyahu claiming that he didn’t care how many innocent civilians were killed, and that he didn’t have to explain himself to the Americans. It was a poorly spliced video, and yet I noticed that people actually believed he said that. So I made the comment that the video was spliced, and linked them to the original video.
The comments that followed are as follows (these will only be snippets, as the conversation became heated and lengthy):
“It’s edited HOWEVER…this is the reality.” No, it isn’t, but I guess that’s a matter of opinion.
“I think your facts are a bit skewed Amira.” They wouldn’t be facts then, would they?
“Also, I’m a bit disappointed by your defense. I mean really?” Is that a fact?
“Get your facts straight before opening your mouth Amira, you should know better!” Know better? Are we on the same page? Because the one I’m on has a spliced video that you’re defending.
“I agree with A****, your statements sound like American propaganda and maybe you should look at other sources.” Need I point to the video in the original post… again?
“ I thought you knew better….” Well, I didn’t. I never have. I just believed anything I was told.
“Wow…really sad. Amira you wouldn’t leave your house, if you had no where else to go.” There’s always somewhere to go if the attack target is small enough. I would rather be unsure that I will live, than know that I will die.
“And yep, you are as blind and as ignorant as they come. A joke really a joke.” Show me your sources!
“Do you have to lie to yourself to make yourself feel good or something?” I try, but the scales just won’t take off those ten pounds!
“Get real and quit lying.” I’m not actually sure what she thought I was lying about. Possibly my claim that Hamas is telling its citizens not to leave their homes. Or that Hamas refused to honor the cease-fire that Israel honored… twice.
“I can’t believe you are spewing this…….of course we check our facts! But you sound like you are not…you sound like propaganda.” Again… are we on the same page? Do you know what “propaganda” means?
“Got it. Thanks for your point of view. We know where your loyalties lie.” I guess because I knew her in high school for a few years she knows EVERYTHING about me.
“I’m done with this conversation Amira. You offer no real intellectual debate & you continually ignore my points.” Just so you all know, the conversation didn’t end there. And this statement was followed by like, a novel.
“And you are the pot calling the kettle black. You say of course you sound like propaganda because you don’t agree with shady information? But you won’t even acknowledge you were wrong about the call notification thing.” I wasn’t wrong, by the way, and I shared a few of my sources with her.
These comments were made by a total of three people, only one of whom I actually know. It was amazing really to see how quickly people were ready to judge me as soon as I disagreed with them. The statements I made that they disagreed with were that Hamas needs to let up, that it’s good for the Israelis that they have the Iron Dome, and that Israel was in fact warning the citizens of Gaza before an attack. They asked for evidence of my claims. I provided them. One of the girls seemed convinced that I said they were sending out texts to the Palestinians. I didn’t say that, but she misread, which she did eventually admit.
The only time I ever issued anything remotely close to an insult was when one of them was absolutely convinced she knew me enough to say that I wouldn’t leave my home if I was under threat. I called her insane. And I stand by my statement.
These were not the only people who tried to shame me into agreeing with them. There were two others. But I love them dearly, and though we disagree on this, I respect them and their opinions. Because unlike the above commentators, they actually do know me.
I would like to conclude this post by sincerely thanking the ladies above, and all who have inspired me to go forth on my little journey. I don’t know where it will take me, but I think the credit should be given especially to the women I quoted above. I can’t say that I respect them, because I feel they are rather insulting and condescending (and their idea of proof is that I should know better. Like the information somehow made its way into my head without me knowing). But their effort to shame me into agreeing with them has helped me open my eyes to the sort of pressure put on people to see things a certain way.
So again, thank you. You are truly an inspiration.