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Note That There Was No Claim For These Attacks [on 9/11]. There Were No Demands. There Were No Statements. It Was A Silent Piece Of Terror.

Take A Young Man From Gaza Living In The Most Horrendous Conditions - Most Of It Imposed By Israel - Who Straps Dynamite Around Himself And Then Throws Himself Into A Crowd Of Israelis. I've Never Condoned Or Agreed With It, But At Least It Is Understandable As The Desperate Wish Of A Human Being Who Feels Himself Being Crowded Out Of Life And All Of His Surroundings, Who Sees His Fellow Citizens, Other Palestinians, His Parents, Sisters, And Brothers, Suffering, Being Injured, Or Being Killed. He Wants To Do Something, To Strike Back.

The Definition Of Terrorism Has To Be More Precise, So That We Are Able To Discriminate Between, For Example, What It Is That The Palestinians Are Doing To Fight The Israeli Military Occupation And Terrorism Of The Sort That Resulted In The World Trade Center Bombing.

I Don't Remember When Exactly I Read My First Comic Book, But I Do Remember Exactly How Liberated And Subversive I Felt As A Result.

Until The June 1967 War I Was Completely Caught Up In The Life Of A Young Professor Of English. Beginning In 1968, I Started To Think, Write, And Travel As Someone Who Felt Himself To Be Directly Involved In The Renaissance Of Palestinian Life And Politics.