The missiles kill – and they dance

The missiles kill – and they dance

The notebook is open and the hand is writing. In the shadow of history being written these days, once again, for the who-knows-how-many times, Palestinians are taking to the streets of Nablus, Gaza, Ramallah, and Hebron to dance on blood and celebrate the murder of Jews. Every Iranian missile that sows death and destruction here, every building that collapses on its residents, fills their hearts with joy, and as has been their custom for many ye…