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From the ruins of our humiliation and disgrace, we rise, alive—witness the “lad from Gaza.” He sits upon a chair, stripped of all material trappings, fixing his sharp, noble gaze upon the vile Zionist—a man armed to the teeth with the weaponry of the hypocritical, liberal West. In his expression, one reads the sentiment captured by Jessie Louise: “I will not bow my head to you; I will not let you in; you shall never control me; you shall never triumph. You may bind me in chains, strip me of my freedom and my life—no matter what you take, you shall never touch my dignity. I will never look away from your eyes; I will never grant you that victory. You may strike me, dispossess me, take everything I own—but there is one thing you can never steal: my defiance. I will not bow my head; I will not let you win. I shall sit upright, my head held high, and I will remain so until the very end.”
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