POETIC TRIBUTE TO MURDERED REFAAT ALAREER
December 16, 2023I am you. I am your past. And by killing me, you kill you.”
Organizers in New York City held a vigil for Dr. Refaat Alareer, a Palestinian poet assassinated by Israel.
One of the organizers, Muna Mire, read a poem by Refaat titled “I am you,” written to the soldiers of the Israeli occupation.
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They’ve sent out an entire campaign to content creators and influencers to support Israel.
$5,000 is what I was just offered to pledge my support to Israel, and I think this is absolutely disgusting. You cannot buy my support of a genocide.
Several social media influencers have spoken out after being offered financial and social incentives by pro-Israeli lobbies to announce their support for Israel and to adjust their narrative in Israel’s favor amidst Tel Aviv’s war on Palestine’s Gaza. An email sent by a global collective asked users to share content from its library with the hashtag Stand with Israel and Hamas is ISIS promising to share the influencers posts for increased viewership, the collective sought to legitimize their offer by referencing celebrities such as Kim Kardashian, Madonna and Jerry Seinfeld. Meanwhile, other groups offered money to content creators to stir up support for Israel.
Israeli marketing groups are paying my followers to switch side. Pretty much they’re telling my followers that if they go live with them, they are going to compensate them 1,000 USD. And they say that they might even give them up to $2,000 just to go live with them. Some pro-Palestinian influencers also claimed that pro-Israeli brands have threatened to revoke their sponsorships for publicly supporting Palestinians.
I received an essay basically saying that they’re not willing to work with me anymore because I’ve publicly said that I support Palestine. I received another message where they said, If I take the post down and publicly announce that I do not support, that they will pay me basically double the amount that we agreed on and they would repost my video onto their feed. In what actual right mind do you think that you can buy my morals?
And that’s not all. This Israeli page has been lifting photos from pro-Palestinian creators and re-editing them to fabricate increased support for Israel.
Apparently I stand with Israel? And it’s not just me. Therealyaz also has apparently been supporting Israel without her knowledge.
Israeli groups have long been accused of manipulating information and controlling the narrative through digital and PR campaigns in an attempt to whitewash their war crimes.
But this time, their campaign has backfired.
If you want a proof on how Israel is using social media, there you go.
Two steps, one, two, look in the mirror. The horror, the horror. The butt of your M-16 on my cheekbone. The yellow patch it left. The bullet shaped scar expanding like a swastika snaking across my face. The heartache flowing out of my eyes, dripping out of my mouth, out of my nostrils, piercing my ears, flooding the place like it did to you 70 years ago or so.
I am just you. I am your past haunting your present and your future. I strive like you did. I fight like you did. I resist like you resisted. And for a moment, I’d take your tenacity as a model were you not holding the barrel of the gun between my two bleeding eyes. One, two. The very same gun, the very same bullet that had killed your mom and killed your dad is being used against me by you.
Mark this bullet and mark it in your gun. If you sniff it, it has your and my blood. It has my present and your past. It has my present. It has your future. That’s why we are twins. Same life track, same weapon, same suffering, same facial expressions drawn on the face of the killer. Same everything. Except that in your case, the victim has evolved backward into a victimizer.
I tell you, I am you. Except that I am not the you of now. I do not hate you. I want to help you stop beating and killing me. I tell you, the noise of your machine gun renders you deaf. The smell of the powder beats that of my blood. The sparks disfigure my facial expressions. Would you stop shooting for a moment?
Would you? All you have to do is close your eyes. Seeing, these days, blinds our hearts. So close your eyes tightly that you can see in your mind’s eye. Then look into the mirror. One, two. I am you. I am your past. And killing me. You kill you.
