Since I first opened my eyes to this world as a third-generation refugee, I was taught that the notorious Balfour Declaration had brought upon us this long, unrelenting history of suffering. Issued in 1917, the statement declared the British government’s support for the establishment of a Jewish state in Palestine. It blatantly denied our existence in our own homeland, instead granting the Jewish people the right to establish their nation on land that is ours — under cover of the myth of “a land without a people for a people without a land.” Our homeland, with its people, was then presented on a gilded plate to Zionist militias and, eventually, the state of Israel, both of which wasted no time in massacring and displacing the Indigenous population during the Nakba and beyond.

It’s well kn

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