Anti-Semitic Moonbat Theatre is Lame

Two "IDF soldiers" with rifles stood outside the door, a blindfolded and hand bound "Palestinian" on their knees faced the wall beside them. "Let's see some ID", one of the soldiers barked. I walked in and was greeted by a young woman. "Welcome to Palestine," she said to me and I was shown to a table in a fairly small room with about 15 tables spread about with pitchers of water and cups on each one, as well as a piece of tag board with either an Israeli or Palestinian flag taped to it.

While photographs were projected onto the wall, a young woman read from a journal of an American human shield's account of her visits to "Palestine". Another young woman read off various "statistics" concerning the lack of water for the Palestinians. While she did so, other women came and collected all the pitchers and cups from the Palestinian tables and placed them onto the Israeli tables.

We went back to the human shield's journal, and heard of her journey to Gaza City where she joins a Palestinian man for lunch at a "five star" restaurant. Our greeter and a young man came out to dramatize their meal which was interrupted by the "soldiers" when they arrested the Palestinian.

The statistics reader continued, this time discussing the wall on the West Bank. A group came in, carrying a length of white fabric, weaving in and out of the tables while the "statistics" were rattled off. At the end of the reading, they lifted up the fabric to symbolize the wall, blocking off the Palestinian tables from the Israeli ones. After a few moments they dropped the fabric to the ground.

We heard more from the journal, and the soldiers walked back into the room. "Curfew! Everyone, curfew!" There was a pause in which no one seemed to know what was going on, and then the soldier said, "Show's over. Lights on." That was it. We all looked at each other, still unsure of what was going on until the journal reader confirmed it was the end of the program and that we could now mingle.

What was billed as an "intellectual salon with inter-active theatre" scheduled for two hours was completed after 45 minutes. I was a bit taken aback- that was it? There was no information hand outs, no discussion, no inter-action. They read from a journal, repeated Palestinian talking points, took away my water, and held up a sheet. Lame.