Why Did Israel Execute Shireen Abu-Akleh?

Simply put, because she was Palestinian.

Immediately after Israeli soldiers executed Al-Jazeera reporter Shireen Abu-Akleh and fired at a group of her colleagues, observers began asking how such a horrible thing could happen.  Why would Israel murder a journalist well-known throughout the Arab World?  A noncombatant wearing appropriate press gear?  A high-profile Palestinian with U.S. citizenship?  At best, it seemed like a terrible PR move.  It didn’t make any sense. 

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The Importance of Being Flippant

Obsessing over the fate of the settler when discussing decolonization is an insidious practice.

Mohammed El-Kurd, the young Palestinian poet and activist made famous because his home near Jerusalem was stolen by a guy from Long Island who looks like a slightly more unkempt Captain Caveman, recently found himself in yet another scandal.  (Any vocal Palestinian with name recognition is destined to live a scandalous existence.) 

During an Israeli Apartheid Week event at Duke University, somebody asked what the slogan “from the river to the sea” means for Israeli Jews.  El-Kurd reportedly answered, “I don’t care.  I truly, sincerely don’t give a f….”  The audience “roared its approval.” 

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Listening to Zionists is a Pitiful Experience

Zionism doesn’t simply compromise people’s ethics; it inhibits their ability to comprehend simple ideas about the world.

Put aside what they profess to believe and consider instead how Zionists understand Israel.  Not “Israel and Palestine.”  (You might want to lose that formulation altogether.)  Just Israel, as in the settler colony built atop Palestine. 

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Punishment and Reward in the Corporate University

An address delivered for the Graduate and Professional Student Senate Annual Research Symposium at Virginia Tech.

Let me start by mapping out my relationship with Virginia Tech.  My brother went to Virginia Tech.  My sister went to Virginia Tech.  My father went to Virginia Tech.  My father’s brother went to Virginia Tech.  My two brothers-in-law went to Virginia Tech.  My sister-in-law went to Virginia Tech.  Much of my high school class went to Virginia Tech. 

I grew up an hour west of here, in a border town called Bluefield, and spent what must have been a hundred weekend days in Blacksburg. 

And I taught for nine years at Virginia Tech. 

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The Arab Color Wheel

Are Arabs white? An exegesis of the impossible question.

We begin with an apparently straightforward question:  are Arabs white?  People have answered the question in book form, in scholarly articles, in legislative briefs, and in thousands of social media comments.

It is a question with no singular answer; indeed, it often evokes answers unrelated to the question.  We cannot neatly categorize Arabs into any racial identity.  Really, it’s a question about the ambiguities of whiteness (and the pervasiveness of anti-Blackness).  We don’t know what whiteness is, exactly, or maybe we don’t agree on the definition, but we do know that it cannot (or will not) accommodate Arabs. 

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Internationalism and Solidarity Today

A transcript of remarks delivered at Making Worlds Bookstore, Philadelphia, on November 9, 2021.

I’m going to ask for your patience and possibly forgiveness at the outset.  I haven’t done any public speaking in a while, a practice that has always been a source of mixed feelings for me.  I normally speak off the cuff about the topic at hand, or about a million offhand topics, but for this event I decided to compose my thoughts.  I want to be precise to the degree that I’m capable.  It seems unkind, anyway, to subject you to a bunch of tangents that may or may not amount to something coherent.  I’m more interested in the ensuing discussion and so I’ll try to give us something useful to think about. 

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Sirhan Sirhan, the Palestinian

Reflections on what the putative assassin of Robert F. Kennedy has meant to my generation of Arab Americans.

Convicted of murdering Robert F. Kennedy in 1968, Sirhan Sirhan is one of those rare figures whose name everyone knows, but whom nobody much discusses.  Recently, however, he has been in the news again. 

I remember being a kid, maybe an early teenager, sitting at the table with my father.  He was cheerful that afternoon, a rare occasion in those days.  He was my hero, but my insistence on doing poorly in school had caused lots of strain and we spent much of our time at loggerheads.  He greeted rebellion with even more severe punishment.  My father was kind and decent, but relentlessly confident in his idea of discipline. 

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Architectures of Delusion

A legendary prison break confounds and infuriates Zionist authorities

The symbolism is irresistible:  six men—political prisoners according to world opinion, terrorists according to their captors—tunneled out of Israel’s Gilboa, a heavily guarded colonial stockade, and then disappeared into the early morning darkness in an escape so daring and unlikely that it surely would become a big-budget production if Hollywood didn’t hate Palestinians. 

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Palestine and the Anxiety of Existence

How do we communicate with folks who have deeply emotional responses to criticism of Israel?

I delivered the following comments (originally published at MondoWeiss) at Israeli Apartheid Week events at the School of Oriental and African Studies and Oxford University during the week of February 22, 2016. I remember the intensity of the audience at SOAS. I’d often heard that Zionism in the USA is a uniquely fervid phenomenon, but that hasn’t been my experience. I’ve had police turn up at my public events in two countries: Canada and the UK. In both cases, it was because of rambunctious pro-Israel partisans. At SOAS, a man kept yelling into the back of my head as my hosts escorted me out of the building. We made it to the sidewalk to find a bunch of constables trying to restore order. Some in the audience wanted to argue with them. The Arabs hightailed it out of there.

This evening I’m going to talk about the challenges of talking about Zionism.  I begin with a question I often hear in some variation when people discuss Jews and Palestinians: how do we communicate with folks who have deeply emotional responses to criticism of Israel?  

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No, thanks: Stop saying “support the troops”

A reboot of an old essay with some added reflection.

This article was originally published at Salon in August, 2013.  It got me into lots of trouble.  I was teaching at Virginia Tech at the time and the campus’s large ROTC contingent took grave offense to what they considered an unfair portrayal of the troops.  Fox got hold of the article and soon it was in the news cycle.  I was nearly fired and put under police protection.  Things were very tense for a few days.  I was asked to explain myself to an auditorium filled with hundreds of cadets.  I did, without conceding any of my arguments, and ended up leading a productive conversation, one that appeared to displease the commander who had conscripted me into the event.  What I remember most, though, is the utter cowardice of my colleagues at Tech, who refused to speak in my defense.  That cowardice would finally eliminate whatever residual belief I had in academe as a site of insurgency.  Despite the trouble, it’s one of my favorite essays.  I knew when I finished that I had produced something capable of outlasting the moment, a rare and special feeling for a writer.  I figured the piece would generate some conversation, but didn’t expect to provoke nationwide outrage—in no small part because, having tailored it for a mainstream publication, I considered it rather tame and conservative.  Reading the essay eight years later, I find that I’m different politically.  The permissiveness I expressed about my son one day joining the military arose from a youthful notion of freedom that is deeply masculine and deeply American.  (My wife told me at the time that I’m out of my mind.)  I’m no longer sanguine about the possibility.  Nor am I so willing to absolve individuals of violence even if they exist on the low end of a hierarchy.  Nevertheless, I still recognize philosophical value in the rhetoric I chose and am happy that the essay continues to challenge the logic of a destructive ideology so many years after its initial publication. 

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