My wife’s family is Palestinian and I received this very nicely worded message from my cousin down there. This is specifically to the Palestinian people and not the government of course

I woke up from my sleep and found your message, and I wanted to solve this issue once and for all without the interference of governments or religions or politics, so I decided to address you with common sense. I told you a wonderful sayin: We have been enemies all our lives; there is no need for our children to become enemies. I tried to imagine how you feel. I tried to imagine how you feel when you see your grandchildren pull out a gun and shoot someone. I tried to imagine how you feel when you see your child dead in a crime of the occupation. I tried to imagine how you feel when your son or daughter spends years of their life in prison for a crime they did not commit. I tried to imagine how you feel when your daughter dies by the hands of the occupation or due to the closure of a country. I tried to imagine how you feel when you find your child dead in the womb without the slightest guilt or guilt for the killer or the occupation. I tried to imagine how you feel when your children are denied a connection with their history and culture, I tried to imagine your sadness when I see how the occupation takes everything from you, I tried to imagine how you feel when you see your children forced to emigrate searching for a better life under the occupation. I tried to imagine how you feel when you find your son or daughter crying and the reason is that their school was bombed by the occupation and they lost all their lifetime memories. I tried to imagine how you feel when the occupation steals your land and your child is forced to emigrate to a strange country because he has no place to live. I tried to imagine how you feel when your son or daughter is killed and the crime is justified. I tried to imagine how you feel when the occupation kills your child and throws him in a mass grave. I tried to imagine how you feel when you see your children insulted by the soldiers of the occupation while your child is begging and asking for mercy. I tried to imagine how you feel when you see your children asking for food and clothes that they do not have. I tried to imagine how you feel when the occupation burns your child's future. I tried to imagine how you feel when you see your children running away from their homes that were bombed by the occupation. I tried to imagine how you feel when you see your children looking for their parents or siblings under the rubble of a house that was bombed by the occupation. I tried to imagine how you feel when your children are imprisoned because they threw a stone at the occupation soldiers. I tried to imagine how you feel when you see your child or your sister or your mother or your brother or your husband forced to strip in front of the occupation soldiers. I tried to imagine how you feel when the occupation forces your child to leave his home. I tried to imagine how you feel when you find your daughter crying because the the occupation imprisoned her groom. I tried to imagine how you feel when you see your child or your sister or your brother or your husband or your mother subjected to a slow death because they were prevented from receiving treatment. I tried to imagine how you feel when you see your children insulted by the occupation soldiers. I tried to imagine how you feel when you see your son or daughter or brother or sister or mother or father subjected to physical torture by the occupation soldiers. I tried to imagine how you feel when your children are forced to leave their homes and are subjected to a forced exile by the occupation. I tried to imagine how you feel when you see your children begging for a piece of bread because they do not have any food to eat. I tried to imagine how you feel when you see your son or daughter waving the white flag and yet the occupation kills them. I tried to imagine how you feel when you see your child or your brother or your sister or your mother or your son or your daughter or your husband or your daughter or your children waving the white flag and yet the occupation kills them. I tried to imagine how you feel when you see your child or your brother or your sister or your mother or your son or your daughter or your husband waving the white flag and yet the occupation kills them. I tried to imagine how you feel when you see your child or your brother or your sister or your mother or your son or your daughter or your husband waving the white flag and yet the occupation kills them. I tried to imagine how you feel when you see your child or your brother or your sister or your mother or your son or your daughter or your husband waving the white flag and yet the occupation kills them. 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