This was, honest-to-god, a chant I heard at the 2003 demo against the Iraq War. You could feel the crowd handbrake-turning in real-time as they tried to reorient to the emcee’s pre-existing peccadilloes.

As many qualms as I have with the standard chants at Gazan solidarity demos these days, at least they usually keep on topic.


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