They had bombed and burned,killed and maimed,plundered and looted.Now they had come to claim the land.

Amal,I believe that most Americans do not love as we do. It is not for any inherent deficiency or superiority in them. They live in the safe, shallow, parts that rarely push human emotions into the depths where we dwell.

I watch life trickle from the bullet wound of a sixteen-year-old "example" and marvel how things weak, even words, will turn vicious and merciless to gain power,despite reason or history

Under the broken promises of superpowers and under the worlds indifference to spilled Arab blood.

They had bombed and burned,killed and maimed,plundered and looted.Now they had come to claim the land.

Would words shatter the immensity of life and death so close to one another?

I feel sad for him. Sad for the boy bound to the killer. I am sad for the youth betrayed by their leaders for symbols and flags and war and power.