Folks, the following reinforces my gratefulness that I was born an American. Born free, born American, born Jewish and born proud.
The following are excerpts from an Iranian animated movie for children, which aired on IRIB 3 TV on October 28, 2005, at 8 a.m. Iran time.
To view this clip visit: http://memritv.org/search.asp?ACT=S9&P1=906
What is it about? It’s about an Iranian animated film for children which promotes suicide attacks.
Here is an excerpt:
Palestinian woman: “You killed my child, that’s enough. You ruthless man, let him go.”
(Soldier strikes woman with rifle butt.)
Israeli soldier: “Shut up, old woman!”
Young girl: “Mother!”
Abd Al-Rahman (grabbing his little sister and hiding): “Be quiet.”
(Father runs towards soldiers, his stick raised.)
Father: “You illegitimate atheist, I will kill you.”
Israeli commander: “Finish him off.”
(Group of soldiers open fire on Father, laughing; blood splashes on oranges on trees. Abd Al-Rahman and little sister sob in hiding place.)
Young girl: “Mother! (Girl runs to mother lying on ground.) Dear mother, open your eyes. Why isn’t our mother saying anything? Dear mother, for God’s sake, please don’t die.”
(Scene change: Abd Al-Rahman emerges from his house. It is night.)
Abd Al-Rahman: “Oh God, I must take revenge upon these bloodthirsty aggressors, who murdered my father, mother, and brother.”
(As Al-Rahman sobs, Karim appears and comforts him.)
Karim: “Abd Al-Rahman, your father was my uncle. You are like a brother to me. Whatever you decide to do, my brother, know that I will stand by your side.”
Abd Al-Rahman: “Karim, there must be a way to fight these criminals.”
Karim: “As a matter of fact, I know someone who could help us.”
Abd Al-Rahman: “God bless you, Karim. who is he?”
Karim (looking around before speaking): “Our neighbor’s son. His name is Jassem. He has been in a resistance group for some years now, fighting the Israelis.”
Abd Al-Rahman: “Great, so how can we meet with him?”
Karim: “I learned today that he has secretly come to the village to visit his family. If we go now, perhaps we can meet with him and ask if we can join the resistance group.”
(Scene change: The boys knock on Jassem’s door. Jassem opens the door. The boys look around before entering to make sure they are not followed.)
Jassem: “Hurry up, guys. Come in.”
(Inside the house, the boys sit on the floor, by candlelight.)
Abd Al-Rahman: “I feel I shouldn’t just sit quietly. I must do something.”
Jassem: “Abd Al-Rahman, would you recognize the criminal officer if you saw him?”
Abd Al-Rahman (angrily): “Of course. How could I ever forget his huge body, his height, and especially the wound on his face?”
Jassem: “Did you say he had a wound on his face? Where?”
Abd Al-Rahman: “There was a scar on the left side of his face.”
Jassem: “The man who turned your family into martyrs is one of the most bloodthirsty Israeli officers. May God curse him for his ruthlessness.”
Abd Al-Rahman: “Do you know who he is?”
Jassem: “Yes, I know him well. His name is Ariel. He is a criminal through and through. He shows no mercy, not even for children.”
Jassem: “Yesterday, many Israeli soldiers came to the village without warning. They gave the people 15 minutes to leave the village. But the villagers refused to do so, and then, bloodthirsty Ariel gave the order to open fire on the people. All the villagers, including the women and children, were killed.
(Jassem turns to Khalil, a group member)
“Khalil, tell your group members that tomorrow night they must join up with our group. At all costs, we must prevent the barbaric Zionist murdering of our people.”
Khalil: “Sure, I will do it. The problem is that we are very few. Such an operation requires more men.”
Abd Al-Rahman: “Can I join your group? Please.”
Karim: “I want to join too.”
(Khalil and Jassem look at each other.)
Khalil: “No. This is impossible, because you’ve had no training and cannot bear arms.”
Abd Al-Rahman: “But we have two days to learn how to throw hand grenades and so on.”
Karim: “We can do it. Please let us, brother Jassem.”
Khalil: “Accept them, Jassem. There’s no other way.”
Jassem: “Alright, I accept. But you must know that you may become martyrs. None of us knows if he will survive this operation, so you must give this careful thought.”
Abd Al-Rahman: “I’ve already thought about this. I will avenge the blood of my family, even if I am killed doing so.”
(Karim comforts Al-Rahman.)
Karim: “This is not only in revenge for your father, mother, and brother. This bloodthirsty man must be held accountable for all his crimes. We must not allow these bloodthirsty Zionists to take even one inch of our holy land. If necessary, we will die this way.”
Khalil: “Well said! I applaud your deep faith.”
(Scene change: Dawn is breaking. Al-Rahman’s aunt bids the boys a tearful goodbye.)
Abd Al-Rahman’s aunt: “Farewell, my dear ones. God willing, you’ll be successful. Go, my children. Do not let the enemy beat you. Go and show the Zionists how brave and heroic are the children of Palestine.”
(She holds a Quran at arm’s length; the boys walk under it in ceremonially.)
(Dawn breaks. Jassem prepares his group of armed young men for the operation.)
Jassem: “We are near the border, where the Zionists want to pass. We will attack them in accordance with our plan. May God be with you, brothers. I know our mission is a hard one, but with God’s help we must stop this bloodthirsty enemy. If there are no questions, assume your positions.
(Others depart, leaving only Karim and Al-Rahman.)
“Karim and Abd Al-Rahman, you wait here. Here, these are for you (handing them kaffiyehs and grenade belts). Your role in this operation is very important. While the others are keeping the Israeli soldiers busy, you must throw grenades at them.
(Scene changes: A dirt road. Abd Al-Rahman, waiting for an Israeli military convoy to pass by, ties a string of grenades around his waist. The convoy approaches.)
Jassem: “Brothers, get ready. They are coming.”
Abd Al-Rahman: “I place my trust in God. Allah Akbar.”
(Al-Rahman pulls the grenade pins and leaps onto one of the trucks, screaming. Gunfire and explosions; the scene is obscured by black smoke. When the smoke clears, there is devastation – the Israeli soldiers and the Palestinian attackers, including Al-Rahman, lie dead.
A young palestinian boy approaches Al-Rahman’s body, takes his bloody kaffiyeh, places it on his own shoulders, and walks off into the sunset.)
Fat lot of good pulling out of Gaza did. There is nothing Israel can do to stop Arabs and other Muslims, and increasingly Europeans, from hating her.
No concession, no treaty, no handshake, and no amount of money will ever be enough for Arab murderers. Moreso, it can not be anymore clearer that their god and the Judeo-Christian God are not at all the same.