I know what you're thinking.. you're thinking that there was some kind of incursion in Ramallah. Well, yes.. there was.... kind of. But it wasn't from the usual suspects this time. Today, it was from my own god-fearing president G.W. Bush. And while strangers are generally welcomed by Palestinians, Bush is no stranger to these parts. Palestinians may be welcoming but they're not suckers, so don't expect a warm welcome if you're.. well...
The word on the streets last night was to stay indoors and away from windows, and anyone on his rooftop risks being shot so plan your laundry load ahead of time. Certain streets, including mine, were allegedly closed. Al Manara was certainly closed, both to foot traffic and traffic traffic. So as all my close friends know, I'm not much of a risk-taker when it comes to snipers and police, so I tried to stay in bed this morning rather than go to the house a 5-minute walk away where I'm tutoring two girls for their TOEFL. Their mother, however, assured me that things were ok and so I went. I only found out later than many others also ventured out, but for the purpose of protesting George's visit. A bunch got beaten and arrested and released (including Omar and Hindi). Reem got them out posing as a translator for their "lawyer" who was a 20-year-old American guy with a self made haircut.
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