Name one leader of this mythical “Palestine” - who was its president, prime minister or king?
Name one nation that had diplomatic relations with “Palestine.”
What was the currency of “Palestine”?
The Arabs themselves always denied that “Palestine” or “Palestinians” exist.
“There is no such thing as Palestine in history, absolutely not.” - Dr. Philip Hitti, an Arab historian representing the Muslim world, addressing the Anglo-American Committee of Inquiry in 1946.
“Yes, the existence of a separate Palestinian identify serves only tactical purposes. The founding of a Palestinian state is a new tool in the continuing battle against Israel,” - Zuheir Muhsin, the head of the terrorist PLO’s “military department” in a March 1977 interview with Trouw, a Dutch daily newspaper.
Here’s what Mark Twain had to say about said individuals:
“Rags, wretchedness, poverty and dirt, those signs and symbols that indicate the presence of Moslem rule more surely than the crescent flag itself, abound. Lepers, cripples, the blind and the idiotic assail you on every hand, and they know but one word of but one language apparently - the eternal ‘bucksheesh’ [bakhsheesh, “alms”]… Jerusalem is mournful, and dreary, and lifeless. I would not desire to live here.”
Throughout The Innocents Abroad are similar passages. There are starving children with arms like “broom handles” and crippled old men with legs “gnarled like grapevines.” The entire population of a Syrian village swarmed Twain’s party:
"As we rode into Magdala not a soul was visible. But the ring of the horses’ hoofs roused the stupid population, and they all came trooping out - old men and old women, boys and girls, the blind, the crazy and the crippled, all in ragged, soiled and scanty raiment, and all abject beggars by nature, instinct and education.
"How the vermin-tortured vagabonds did swarm! How they showed their scars and sores, and piteously pointed to their maimed and crooked limbs, and begged with their pleading eyes for charity! We had invoked a spirit we could not lay. They hung to the horses’s tails, clung to their manes and the stirrups, closed in on every side in scorn of dangerous hoofs - and out of their [Muslim] throats, with one accord, burst an agonizing and most infernal chorus: ‘Howajji, bucksheesh! Howajji, bucksheesh! Howajji, bucksheesh! Bucksheesh! Bucksheesh!’
“Next you meet a young boy without any clothes on, and he holds out his hand and says ‘Bucksheesh!’ - he don’t really expect a cent, but then he learned to say that before he learned to say ‘Mother,’ and now he cannot break himself of it.”
In another chapter, Twain visits the cave of the Witch of Endor, famous from the Biblical account of King Saul, where the filthy Arab “vermin” - Twain’s word - who lived in the neighboring caves and mud hovels first beg “alms” and then refuse to let him drink from their spring:
"We rode a little way up a hill and found ourselves at Endor, famous for its witch. Her descendants are there yet… It was Magdala over again, only here the glare from the eyes was fierce and full of hate.
"The population numbers 250, and more than half the citizens live in caves in the rock. Dirt, degradation and savagery are Endor’s specialty…
“A spring trickles out of the rock in the gloomy recesses of the cavern, and we were thirsty. The citizens of Endor objected to our going in there. They do not mind dirt; they do not mind rags; they do not mind vermin; they do not mind barbarous ignorance and savagery; they do not mind a reasonable degree of starvation, but they do like to be pure and holy before their god, whoever he may be, and therefore they shudder and grow almost pale at the idea of Christian lips polluting a spring whose waters must descend into their sanctified gullets.”