Rollercoaster of emotions for a NYC demonstration (GAZA)

Sunday, with below zero weather, me along with 25,000 other people demonstrated for Gaza in the streets of New York City. It began by forming an endless column of us for an hour or so and then we began to March throughout the streets of New York while being escorted by the policemen. We left nothing in our hearts. All that pressure rising inside us was once and for all spoken out.

We downsized Blomberg, put Bush (and Obama) in shame, Israelis as murderers, we asked for an end to occupation, we promised "from the river to the sea, Palestine will be free." refused even "Nickels and dimes for Israeli crimes" and blamed CNN and NY Times for all the believed lies right under their buildings... You name it, we did it!

There were many supporters that weren't Arabs, like the Israelis, Americans, the Irish, the Russian, the Spanish, I was proud... Proud at many levels to say the least.

One guy approached me as we began to march and asked if I wished to hold a flag, I felt honored and accepted it. I truly raised it with pride because I "raised for Gaza."

At prayer time, big speakers sent the prayer call out to every level of those skyscrapers around us. As if I was morphined.... The cold no longer mattered. I was in the heart of the city listening to the call for prayer and I didn't want to forget the moment. I missed hearing the prayer call so loud. I wanted to save the moment. I was hoping that moment would be one of those that come reoccurring to my mind in mini clips.

The demonstration ended after numerous speakers and blocks of marching. But New York city remained wrapped with a Koffya for the evening. Everywhere you walked you saw Arabic people wearing the Koffya. I couldn't be happier. They were all like me. I was the majority of the city for the night. The city felt more like home. I was so happy until violence broke out and people began to be maced, arrested, and injured... The New York Police Department had been fully staffed for the event and GOD, did we see every police on those streets and in every corner! I bet there could have been a policeman for each demonstrator.

The violence broke out not in one area but in many like on 35th and 42nd where I witnessed at two different times. I remained holding the flag up. The stares didn't bother me. In fact, it made me happy. I was making the statement they didn't appreciate right on their streets and they couldn't do anything about it. Nothing could have controlled the outrages number of us not even the police and NYC was in a state of shock. The streets were all closed out by police cars.

As a reaction, groups of Arabs began to form at streets and start to scream for their freedoms and rights. Mcdonald's manager asked for help to evacuate his restaurant from Arabs because well.. basically, they filled the whole place standing side by side and not buying anything. It made me smile, I have to admit lol. The sight was priceless.. They were just standing in there shoulder to shoulder.

I couldn't wait to get home and read the news. But media (to no surprise) failed to document ANY truth!!! If someone out there doesn't believe how false media is then here is the proof:

I have already mentioned the numbers of the pro-Palestinian demonstrators but to give you an idea, there was about 25-30 pro-Israeli that demonstrated against us while we formed a line before we marched.... and THIS is what the news has to say about it.

As for the violence itself, I witnessed Palestinians being maced and injured. I witnessed plenty being arrested and in fact one was ambulanced in front of my eyes lacking consciousness, whether its that or he was killed, I have no clue and I cant find out from the media! Because the media AGAIN lied HERE. Its a shame. This whole rally was mentioned as a violent act while it was a peaceful march noon to evening. Such disrespect to our opinions.


@6:50 you could hear the call for prayer too :)