I Did My Part To Free Palestine By Vandalizing A Jewish Grave

By Hassan Ali

Paris, October 7 – In the final reckoning, when the time comes to reward those who contributed to the greater good and to assess the penalty for those who stood by – or worse, impeded progress toward a better world – as others expelled the usurping infidel from sacred Palestine, I can state with confidence I will number among the former, having fulfilled my duty by damaging the tombstone of a Jew in France.

Some have the opportunity to make more direct contributions to the cause, such as throwing firebombs at Jewish motorists in the hills and valleys west of the Jordan River. Alas, not every devoted pursuer of goodness and peace lives in proximity to the right evil people, that he may act against them more or less daily. Some of us, distanced from the central arena where the epic action unfolds, must identify alternative methods by means of which to bring Utopia closer. In my case, that was accomplished by going into a century-old Jewish cemetery here in Paris and toppling the stone of some dead dhimmi. Thus did I help free Palestine from the chokehold of the Zionist pig-apes.

For better or for worse, many fewer Jews remain in Europe, where I immigrated from Dar-al-Islam, than when Palestine became a sacred cause, before the Second World War. For better, because fewer Jews, and that is self-explanatory; for wore, because fewer Jews translates into fewer opportunities to kill Jews and thereby advance the banner of a free Islamic Palestine. We who seek to play a meaningful part in this eternal struggle against evil must work to find avenues toward that participation, avenues that, owing to the relative paucity of Jews in a post-Nazi Europe, often necessitate targeting the dead. But play a meaningful part we must.

I envy those who can confront the Jewish scourge day by day, and then, even if opportunities to harm or terrorize the enemy fail to materialize, can find one of the numerous Jewish cemeteries in Palestine to vandalize. My envy burns especially strong for those who could participate in the post-1948 systematic destruction of the ancient Jewish cemetery on the Mount of Olives: those lucky people got to use Jewish tombstones as paving stones and steps, and even to use them in the construction of latrines! All that hard work, however, came to naught after 1967, when the rapacious invader reclaimed access to the cemetery and restored it, even refurbishing it to greater glory.

I therefore vow to redouble my efforts, and will expand my repertoire to spraying graffiti on synagogues and other Jewish institutions. That will free Palestine!

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