Wednesday, February 9, 2011

"Moving Chicken Feet"


Q: "Does that kind of business move?"
A: "Of course it does, its chicken Feet."


Despite the Palestine as a pin-up. Buckled by shadowy political agendas, the radicals who occupy the media beats, and all those extra-nationals who offer their condolences or solutions to the populated notion of "Israel/Palestine!" Its easy to forget whats lived and experienced. 


The grey-areas uncaptured. Where ones fluency in "mother language" lacks in regard to the language of ones occupiers. Where one can live untolerated between two nations: one hypothetical-the other compulsory and a remain a patriot. 


Where people, for example, move chicken feet. Between the West Bank and greater Palestine. Daily. Process them and ship them to China.


 






Living as Palestinian behind a wall, but speaking Hebrew better, for necessity of commute.