Sorry! from Lebanon


What happened in Paris last night was awful. I stayed up late following the news in disbelief and I am so sorry to anyone who has been affected by these horrible attacks. The international community has responded, as predicted, by showing their unwavering solidarity with Paris.

The night before that, a bomb went off in my country, Lebanon, killing 43 people. No one prayed for us. No one kept us in their thoughts. No world leaders made late-night statements about us. No one changed their profile pictures. There was no hashtag. No option to be “marked as safe” by Facebook. Just silence.

Syria has suffered more than can be quantified in words and distilled into a Facebook status. They get nothing. Just more silence. 73 Palestinians were killed by Israel in October alone. Silence.

Nearly 100 people were killed by explosions at a peace rally in Ankara last month. Just silence. At least 3,500 people have been killed in Nigeria, Cameroon, Chad, and Niger in conflict this year. Silence.


I’m not even angry at this point, just tired. Exhausted. Exhausted that an assault on an open air prison like Gaza which leaves 2300 people dead gets little to no attention but the minute something happens in Europe, something happens to white people, everyone is so (I think quite genuinely) broken up about it.
I’m not saying don’t be. I’m not saying that the people who lost their lives last night do not deserve to be mourned because of course they do.
They were innocent and now they are dead. As an Arab, we know better than anyone how it hurts and we should all continue to keep them in our thoughts.
But what about us? Don’t we deserve to be mourned? Are we not human enough? Are we too Arab for you? Too black for you? Too Other for you? Do you find it impossible to empathise with us because of the colour of our skin? There’s a word for that.

And then, after all of this, after all is said and done. After it hits us, just how little we matter. Just how insignificant and inferior we are as human beings. That’s when the best part comes. My favourite part.

Apologise. We are told to apologise. It is demanded of us. WE need to apologise for the actions of barbarians who have been doing their worst to us for so long now. We are the victims. What you experience at the hands of these extremists is a fraction of what Syria experiences. Of what Lebanon experiences. We put up with it every single day. And now, in some kind of sick, twisted joke, we are asked to apologise. We are to be held accountable. The main victims and refugees of this tragedy must pay. As if we have not yet paid enough in blood and land and dignity.

Sorry. We’re sorry that you have occupied our lands, pillaged them, divvied them up between you like gold. We’re sorry that you’ve robbed us of our wealth, dignity and freedom. We’re sorry that you’ve left nothing in your wake except rubble and anger. We’re sorry that those disillusioned and disenfranchised people you left in your wake hurtle into extremism.

We’re sorry that you benefit from their barbarity. We’re sorry that you allow them to do these things to us, that you encourage them and provide them with the resources they need to do us harm. We’re sorry they turn against you in the end. We’re sorry they came back for you. We’re sorry.
We hope you can find it in you to forgive us.



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    mushafta Says:

    It’s a fact. All true. Nothing but silence.
    Amazing how much suffering and pain these people have gone through knowing that this tragedy continues and so few understand.

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    The Palestinian leaders are entirely responsible for this bloodshed. They have been using the Palestinian people for years. Their hatred for Israel is greater than their love for the Palestinian people. They are consistently to blame for their repeated rejection of offer after offer after offer.

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    Ted: Here’s an unrelated article, but it was interesting. I’m curious about what you think:


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      wmgrace Says:

      Really, when it comes right down to it you couldn’t carry Ted’s jock. You posing as some kind of equal with an opposing viewpoint is absurd. You’re playing with house money. You need to be reminded of that, apparently. For one thing, Ted is a real person whereas your are, well, anonymous and well hidden from public view, which is why I suppose you feel that you can say almost anything here. The level of cowardice you display is quite astonishing. Do the right thing and move on.

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    Carry his jock? What a disgusting metaphor. Why the hell would I want to do that? Posing as an equal? O brother. Ted is the sloppiest blogger I know of. Equal? His equal? Don’t insult me, please. He’s a superlight weight. And be assured, I’m a real person. I’m no less real than wmgrace, who I assume is also a real person, despite the pseudonym. I can’t say anything I want here, just what needs to be said, which is to reply to every dumb, stupid, logically deficient, theologically moronic commentary that Ted posts, just in case some highly impressionable young naive kid is reading it. But I shouldn’t worry–Ted has a very tiny fan base.

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