Thomas Wictor

“The Boy Who Cried Wolf” is one of Aesop’s fables.

There was once a young Shepherd Boy who tended his sheep at the foot of a mountain near a dark forest. It was rather lonely for him all day, so he thought upon a plan by which he could get a little company and some excitement. He rushed down towards the village calling out “Wolf, Wolf,” and the villagers came out to meet him, and some of them stopped with him for a considerable time.

This pleased the boy so much that a few days afterwards he tried the same trick, and again the villagers came to his help. But shortly after this a Wolf actually did come out from the forest, and began to worry the sheep, and the boy of course cried out “Wolf, Wolf,” still louder than before. But this time the villagers, who had been fooled twice before, thought the boy was again deceiving them, and nobody stirred to come to his help. So the Wolf made a good meal off the boy’s flock, and when the boy complained, the wise man of the village said:

“A liar will not be believed, even when he speaks the truth.”

Behold the people who cried wolf.

Palestinians threw two Molotov cocktails from an abandoned building in Hebron, hitting a mobile home occupied by Jews. When soldiers of the IDF came to seal up the building by welding the doors shut, a Palestinian woman was urged to cry by photographers and her daughter.

So the woman “wept” while her daughter laughed.

This is why I no longer believe any accusation that Palestinians make against Israelis. I’m not an idiot: I have eyes in my head, and I have a brain. No tears means a person isn’t crying.

When a man stands calmly on a balcony, gazing out on the city as the street blows up behind him, it means there was no explosion.

When the same explosions appear in different locations, it means they were computer generated.

When a building is hit by what appear to be tactical nuclear bombs, but the palm trees aren’t affected, and young men adopt the most unconvincing reaction poses ever seen, it means the photos are fake.

When living people are counted as dead, it means the casualty lists are worthless.

When dead terrorists such as Alaa’ Jamal Barda of the Izz ad-din al-Qassam Brigades are counted as civilians, it means the casualty lists are worthless.

When dead “civilian children” are actually adult terrorists such as Ibrahim Nasser of the Abu al-Rish Brigades, it means the casualty lists are worthless.

When dead “civilian children” are actually teenaged terrorists such as Anas Yousef Qandeel of the Islamic Jihad al-Quds Brigade, it means the casualty lists are worthless.

When people accidentally kill their own—such as Mustafa Tamimi—and blame it on the innocent, you can never trust them. Ever.

When people accidentally blow up their own houses, hospitals, and schools and then blame it on the innocent, you can never trust them. Ever.

When people pour blood everywhere to make the scene more gruesome, you can never trust them. Ever.

When people deliberately fire on their own and then blame it on the innocent, you can never trust them. Ever.

When people store dangerous weapons in civilian areas, in complete disregard for human life, and then the victims of that indifference blame the innocent, you can never trust them. Ever.

When people instantly deploy massive and sophisticated machinery of deception in order to exploit all suffering and blame it the innocent, you can never trust them. Ever.

When people cover themselves in blood, pretend to cry, and ride to the hospital in ambulances that contain no dead bodies, you can never trust them. Ever.

When people have become ghouls who use dead children as props, you can never trust them. Ever.

When people exaggerate their plight by several thousand percentage points, you can never trust them. Ever.

If 18,000 of 957,019 housing units were destroyed or severely damaged, that’s 1.8 percent. Gaza was therefore not “reduced to rubble.” And remember that the terrorists set off over 1000 improvised explosive devices, and 875 terrorist rockets fell in Gaza.

No, 20,000 tons of high explosives were not used on Gaza. The actual figure is less than 1000 tons. Note that the bomb casing in the photo was simply placed on the sand. There’s no damage to any of the structures, and the ground is not disturbed at all.

Prior to Operation Protective Edge, I was unaware of just how dishonest Palestinian culture is. There are individuals who buck the trend.

I salute them. They’re under inconceivable pressure to conform. To be a life-embracing, positive, humorous, helpful Palestinian would be almost impossible. Not because of anything the Israelis do, but because of what Palestinian culture has become. In the name of a political movement that combines fascism, criminality, and the most retrograde theocratic barbarity on earth, too many Palestinians have squandered their humanity.

“A liar will not be believed, even when he speaks the truth.”

I no longer believe a word they say. In fact I now believe the exact opposite of what they say.

And that’s entirely their own fault.