Portrait of the Palestinian at a young age

Every time I hear or read stories about the issue of the "Palestinian" statehood I am trying to imagine how a Palestinian (competent) government will look like. Or at least I am making various imagination efforts to understand what elites would represent the image of this state abroad: the writers, scientists, artists, historians, journalists.

As I didn't have too much direct contact with educated people belonging to the Palestinian community, I was curious yesterday to take part to an event where an intellectual young lady in whose CV was mention that she is from "Palestine" was invited. Dressed very creatively, in a way that will make her a lot of troubles in the Hamas-controlled territories (democratically elected) she recited a long poem, with many 4-letter words, about..."Palestine". I will not enter into too many poetical details, but I will mention only that the 10 minutes work was written in the Third World rhetoric with the compulsory lines of hate against the IDF and Israel and (poetic) stories about children killed in the street (wait, wasn't it about the Israelis killed by the Palestinian terrorists??? Maybe I was too bored and tired to graps the message). The young lady, whose Palestinian identity is part of her personal and professional brand, is speaking a very good English (better than her Arabic) that she acquired in the American schools in the Middle East. She belongs to a Christian family, with a high political profile, but assumes an non-religious identity and dreams on (and on and on) a secular "Palestine".

In her glamorous interventions she wanted to mention how the political regimes in the Middle East (including the Arab League!) were set up by the regimes that recognized the state of Israel. And I realized again how idiotic such claims could be and how thinking about this is an excuse for underdevelopment that apparently they love to enjoy as an excuse to accuse the others (mainly Israel as an image of the West they deeply hate although they fully benefited of its advantages).

In many respects, I was sorry for her, for her denial and enthusiasm wasted for showing off and literary exhibitionisms. Beyond the ridiculous and colourful aspect, it is a sad reality that all those pathetic supporters that were nodding in a Pavlovian way every time they were hearing the word "Palestine" don't understand an inch. Probably, to be continued...