People do not realize that when we say Israel is a settler-colonial state, we mean it was literally devised in junction with European imperialism around the turn of the century.
Political Zionism was founded by Theodore Herzl. Originally, Zionists were not specifically interested in the land of Palestine as a colonial project. In fact, Herzl was debating making Argentina the focus of mass Zionist migration, which is quite ironic considering Argentina's colonial and Aryanist past. British-controlled Uganda was also offered as a possibility by Joseph Chamberlain, a Conservative imperialist.
To encourage mass Jewish migration to Palestine, he worked with the British, who had recently drove the Ottoman Empire out of the Levant, and now boasted political dominance in the region, thanks to the Sykes–Picot Agreement between the UK, France, Italy, and Russia which covertly authorized British influence in Palestine, which had become a target of colonial expansion. He specifically wished to collaborate with Cecil Rhodes, a British imperialist who played a lead role in colonizing Zimbabwe and Zambia, and later took inspiration from his time spent extracting wealth from Africa as the founder of mining conglomerate the British South Africa Company.
Herzl’s personal goals for Zionism were colonial. He said in a letter to Rhodes:
“You are being invited to help make history. It doesn’t involve Africa, but a piece of Asia Minor; not Englishmen but Jews […] How, then, do I happen to turn to you since this is an out-of-the-way matter for you? How indeed? Because it is something colonial […] I […] have examined this plan and found it correct and practicable. It is a plan full of culture, excellent for the group of people for whom it is directly designed, and quite good for England, for Greater Britain [...]”
At that time, Palestine was predominately populated with Arab Muslims and Christians, as well as Arab Jews (Old Yishuv) and Druze. Jews made up around 6% of the population. The Ottoman government specifically released a manifesto at the start of Zionist migration condemning the colonization, stating:
“[Jews] among us […] who have been living in our province since before the war; they are as we are, and their loyalties are our own.”
The Balfour Declaration of 1917 on behalf of parliament, officially established the British Mandate of Palestine, sowing the seeds for the modern state of Israel, by means of the UK's ongoing occupation of the region.
Zionism was never about promoting Jewish culture or safety; it has always been tied up in Western (settler-)colonial expansion. !من النهر إلى البحر
favourites-a collection of all of my favourite songs, from all genres and eras
To Live Forever- a TSH playlist (songs I think fit)
matchbox cars- for driving all around Tokyo with friends (futuristic and retro at the same time)
coming of age- if I made a teen show, this would be the soundtrack
House Arrest- for cleaning the house with a robot version of you
summer- for wasting your days with your small group of friends
mockingbirds- songs I’d listen to when I fake my death
clementines- for laying on your bed, feeling full and complete
sunflowers- based on that Holly Warburton painting
btw you will miss this in 5 or 10 years. memory will smooth these circumstances down like a river stone, and you will find yourself longing for a shade of light or a moment of this particular innocence. you don't know about what happens next, and one day that will be the most alluring thing of all. don't leave it all for nostalgia. have a nice night now, whatever night it happens to be.
oi guys for the love of fuck, i’m not gonna be nice about it
if you’re a non black poc, or worse, white, do not fucking make this about you. do not make it about aesthetics. do not make it about anything other than it is.
— Lorde, Sober II (Melodrama)
“The lights are out on all of us. We go on in our dark fogs. Unless someone else turns to look your way & lights the light.”
— Molly Brodak, from Bandit
- obsessed with making films even as a kid
- has a weird red stain on her jumper that doesn’t seem to ever go away
- has lost her viola about three times in a year
- buys things to impress people (eg. fountain pen, notebook)
- used to experience slight auditory hallucinations
- wrote poems about raspberries being metaphors
- suffers from burnout a lot
- ‘my cutoff date is 28. I either die committing art theft or assassination or I don’t die at all.’
- despises the word soliloquy
- continuously says the word soliloquy
- has an (almost finished) KYD wall
- constantly working on something
- brings board games to whatever house she goes to
- incredibly happy when gifted world maps
- someone once called her dumb and now her life goal is to become better than them in every aspect
- has leverage on anyone about everything
- constantly treats everything as a (subtle) competition
- *draws six lines on leg* “look I’m a guitar”
- constantly comes up with strange pick up lines
- wants to ‘pull a Henry’ every time she slightly fails at something
- has a specific due date for crying and it’s a friend’s birthday
- named all the statues they could find in a small town
- wore a plague doctor mask to a party
- has a real knack for wrapping presents
- her gift for her Valentine was a cheesy heart necklace and a poem based on TSH quotes
- still wanted to be in the rain, so put coats over each other and huddled together
- her entire personality is ‘JAMES IS ALIVE.’
art will save you, being unreasonably passionate about something niche will save you, letting past sources of joy show you the way back to yourself will save you, earnestness over composure will save you, the natural world will save you, caring for something bigger than yourself will save you, daring to be seen will save you, kindness not as a whim but a principle will save you, appreciation as a practice will save you, daring to try something new will save you, grounding will save you, love will save you, one good nights sleep will save you
The weight of my unknown ancestors burns in my mind-a rocky burden. I try to remember anything yet only ghosts spill out of my mouth. Where did they go? Whatever happened to them? Are they proud of me? Are they proud of what I've done? What I've done to get here? When they watch they are witness to their own memories crammed into a modern body. I am simply a young girl. Not the fragments of my family. I exist watching every little move for an answer, they are waiting to give me it all, waiting for me to come back home. I am struggling with the door.
-ANCESTRAL CRISIS 12.08.2021