Name: Anonymous 2023-10-12 12:47
You will never be a real Israelite. You have no home, you have no ancestry, you have no roots. You are a European twisted by ideology and indoctrination into a crude mockery of the past.
All the “support” you get is two-faced and half-hearted. Behind those states the people living there mock you. Your allies are disgusted and ashamed of you, your “home” was stolen from a family that lived there for dozens of generations.
Real Semites are utterly repulsed by you. Thousands of years of history have allowed them to sniff out frauds with incredible efficiency. Even Israelis who “pass” look European to them. Your weak facial hair and light skin is a dead giveaway. And even if you manage to get the American support to continue, they’ll turn heel and stab you in the back the second you launch your final tantrum.
You will never be happy. You speak in a revived dead language every single day and tell yourself it’s going to be ok, but deep inside you feel the Polish creeping up like a weed, ready to crush you along with a thousand rockets.
Eventually it’ll be too much to bear - you’ll abandon your "home", buy a plane ticket, board your flight, and go back to Krakow to eat your pierogi once more. Your family will leave with you, heartbroken but relieved that they no longer have to live with the unbearable fear and uncertainty. They’ll bury you with a headstone marked with your birth name, and every passerby for the rest of eternity will know a Pole is buried there. Your body will decay and go back to the dust, and all that will remain of your legacy is a skeleton that is unmistakably Polish.
This is your fate. This is what you chose. There is no turning back.
All the “support” you get is two-faced and half-hearted. Behind those states the people living there mock you. Your allies are disgusted and ashamed of you, your “home” was stolen from a family that lived there for dozens of generations.
Real Semites are utterly repulsed by you. Thousands of years of history have allowed them to sniff out frauds with incredible efficiency. Even Israelis who “pass” look European to them. Your weak facial hair and light skin is a dead giveaway. And even if you manage to get the American support to continue, they’ll turn heel and stab you in the back the second you launch your final tantrum.
You will never be happy. You speak in a revived dead language every single day and tell yourself it’s going to be ok, but deep inside you feel the Polish creeping up like a weed, ready to crush you along with a thousand rockets.
Eventually it’ll be too much to bear - you’ll abandon your "home", buy a plane ticket, board your flight, and go back to Krakow to eat your pierogi once more. Your family will leave with you, heartbroken but relieved that they no longer have to live with the unbearable fear and uncertainty. They’ll bury you with a headstone marked with your birth name, and every passerby for the rest of eternity will know a Pole is buried there. Your body will decay and go back to the dust, and all that will remain of your legacy is a skeleton that is unmistakably Polish.
This is your fate. This is what you chose. There is no turning back.