I can’t describe how angry this article makes me. With every passing line, every passing fact, every passing thought in my brain as I read on, I gain a level of fury bubbling under the surface.

It’s cold as well. I’m not screaming or yelling or lashing out, I’m simply stewing on this reality. I’m not going to perform any adventurist nonsense but I can see how this article could send a non-marxist over the adventurist edge.

As a Shia Muslim growing up, we questioned the concept of hell. It’s existence, it’s necessity, it’s potential for shaping behavior. I’d always held to some degree that I was against the concept. People are a result of their circumstances, and therefore I had felt it odd to judge what was a likely learned behavior.

But today and likely many days before that I’ve come to the conclusion that the concept of Hell is an act of kindness. A kindness to victims who’s tormentors shall never fully outrun their deeds. Call me metaphysical but I can not care less, I want a hell to exist, and its denizens are described plainly in this article.

My optimism comes from a will to see the zionist tumor on this earth be eradicated in every form. I’m commited that by the end if my life, out of spite and love, that Israel will be but a matter of history.

As much as I fall into despair about the state of the western left. I must say that other members of the youth’s firm pro-palestinian stance gives me breadth of hope that good things are on the horizon. Perhaps that’s just a distraction from my anger, but it’s good enough I feel.