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“Throughout Palestine, victory was understood not necessarily as a decisive military triumph, but as a forceful demonstration of qualities like sumud (steadfastness), fidaa (sacrifice/ redemption), and ebaa (stubbornness in the face of power) during a prolonged trial. This attitude has, of course, been a feature of anti-colonial struggles throughout history, from Vietnam to Algeria to South Africa, but it was especially pronounced in Gaza, where 1.8 million ghettoized refugees were taking heavy losses against a nuclearized army equipped and financed by the superpowers of the West. I witnessed the clearest distillation of this defiance in Beit Hanoun, the decimated northern border city. There, during the mid-August ceasefire, I met a family gathered above the ruins of their home, a four-story structure that had been transformed into a massive crater by a direct hit from an Israeli fragmentation bomb. On a flat slab of concrete that sat above the gargantuan sinkhole, grafiti read "3 to 0," portraying the Palestinian armed factions as the victors of the last three military conflicts in Gaza.”

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The 51 Day War: Ruin and Resistance in Gaza

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Max Blumenthal
Max Blumenthal

Max Blumenthal, born on December 18, 1977, is an American author known for his focus on political and social issues, particularly those in the Middle East. Blumenthal is recognized for his in-depth investigations and critical analysis, with his works including 'Goliath: Life and Loathing in Greater Israel' and 'The Race for What's Left: The Democratic Road to Political Extinction'. more

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