(you) will never have a real country. you have no clearly defined borders, you have no cohesive national identity, you have no legitimacy. you are westerner twisted by fairy tales and british imperialism into a crude mockery of middle eastern statehood all the support you get is two-faced and half-hearted. behind your back real countries mock you. your trade partners are disgusted and ashamed of you, your allies laugh at your failed occupation behind closed doors. middle easterners are utterly repulsed by you. thousands of years of conflict have allowed middle easterners to sniff out doomed settler states with incredible efficiency. even mizrahi who pass look uncanny and unnatural to a middle easterner. your gay pride parade is a dead giveaway. and even if you manage to get a gulf arab monarchy to recognize you, hell resume support for hamas the second he gets a whiff of your diseased, infected liberalism. you will never be secure. you hoist up a fake flag every single morning and tell yourself its going to be ok, but deep inside you feel the missiles raining down like a storm, ready to crush you under the unbearable weight. eventually itll be too much to bear - youll buy a plane ticket, take out your secondary passport, put it in your pocket, and fly off to europe or america. your arab neighbors will find your empty settlements, elated and relieved that they no longer have to live with the unbearable confusion and disappointment of eastern europeans larpers claiming to have invented hummus. theyll bury your statehood with a flag marked with arab symbols, and every passerby for the rest of eternity will know another colonial state is buried there. your nationhood will decay and go back to the dust, and all that will remain of your legacy is a region that is unmistakably arab. this is your fate. this is what lord balfour chose. there is no turning back.
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