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240 pages, Kindle Edition
First published August 27, 2019
"Not that the disguise of science fiction would be that drastic a costume change for Palestinian writers, especially those based in Palestine. Everyday life, for them, is a kind of dystopia. A West Bank Palestinian need only record their journey to work, or talk back to an IDF soldier at a checkpoint, or forget to carry their ID card, or simply look out their car window at the walls, weaponry, and barbed wire plastering the landscape, to know what a modern, totalitarian occupation is--something people in the West can only begin to understand through the language of dystopia" (Ghalayini 11).
"'Such a small country. A slender island in an ocean of hatred!'"
"'Residents of the camps in neighbouring countries are the core problem, however. They want to return to towns and villages that are no longer there. They dream of a world that no longer exists and cannot be restored, even if we agree to the idea, in principle. Even if they return, they will not find what they are looking for. But their stubbornness will not die--they pass it on to their children and grandchildren.'"
"My grandfather collected pictures of them clutching rusty keys to houses that no longer existed. But he wasn't mocking them, like others did. He felt a vague anxiety towards them, though he realised he was powerless to do anything about it. My grandfather feared those photographs of people holding keys more than any arms deal being signed by neighbouring countries."
'I kept hearing about you, reading about you. I heard that, as a child, you bought a gun and paid for it yourself. That you ripped up your diploma as soon as you received it from the head of the American University in Cairo, in front of all the important people. I remember what you said: “I have no need of a diploma from your school, a colonial and missionary institution. I have won it, but it has not won me.”'
complete isolation is the secret to eliminating the present. isolation from the other, isolation from the self, isolation from existence. the isolation of schrodigner's qitt inside the box (was it a qitt or qitta? in english, the word cat doesn't even tell you if it is male or female, that is how isolated it is).
he used to talk about our responsibility—even if we were the victims—towards the humanity of our enemies. fuck the humanity of our enemies, I'd say. that if we liberated ourselves without liberating the israelis from zionism it wasn't a liberation at all, and all that bullshit...that bullshit. that this victory, he thought, was essentially a hi-tech, scientific apartheid.
"it's a matter for the cosmos. but fear not. there will be some resolution to this dark assault. there always is. the history of science fiction tells us: nobody comes this far without either a fat that they never win, or to teach us something about ourselves that we desperately need to learn."