The Festering State of Palestinian Leadership

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“Free Palestine”? Over the rotting corpses of Hamas and the Palestinian Authority, that’s the last thing they’d allow. The Palestinian saga—Gaza’s squalor, the West Bank’s chaos, the whole blood-soaked charade—isn’t the tearjerker peddled by campus sob-sisters or keffiyeh-draped useful idiots bleating for “justice.” It’s a tragedy, sure, but not the one you’ve been conned into swallowing.

The real horror? This festering wound is designed to suppurate. It’s a feature, not a bug, of a cynically corrupt system that at its core has Hamas, Iran’s rabid lapdog, and a kleptocratic elite who’ve turned Jew-hatred, sanctified by an angry, invisible sky daddy, into a racket more lucrative than a Qatari oil rig.

Start with Gaza, a strip of misery where the middle class is as mythical as unicorns or honest MPs. The top 10%, Hamas’s cronies, live like sultans amid the rubble. Luxury boutiques—Gucci, Rolex, the works—line Gaza City’s streets, catering to warlords who sip cocktails at the five-star Al-Mashtal Hotel while the plebs choke on stale tea. Forbes (2014) exposed how Gaza’s black-market tunnels funnelled millions to Hamas bosses, and the Washington Post (2023) detailed how billions in aid—UN, EU, NGO fairy dust—vanish into their coffers.

The Palestinian Authority? It is what you get when you cross a retirement home with a crime syndicate - Mahmoud Abbas, that sour old crook, clings to power like Putin, “elected” for two terms that somehow span decades. He lounges in a $13 million Ramallah palace on a $132,000 salary. Cozy.

This isn’t chaos by accident; it’s chaos by design. Hamas and the PA have mastered a PR juggernaut: the Palestinian victim narrative. It’s a cash cow, a sympathy magnet, a deflection from their sticky fingers.

Why negotiate peace when misery pays so well? Samuel Huntington warned in Clash of Civilisations (1996) that “cultural identities can be weaponised to perpetuate conflict” (p. 267), and here it festers: Jew-hatred as the ultimate sleight of hand. For Hamas, it’s a get-out-of-jail-free card; for the Middle East’s kleptocrats—Egypt, Iran, Iraq, Jordan, Qatar—it’s a distraction from their looted billions. Iran, the puppetmaster, pumps $100 million a year into Hamas, per the Washington Institute (2023), not for Palestinian love but to destabilise Israel and flex Shia muscle.

Peace? That’s kryptonite to these parasites. A prosperous Palestine would mean accountability, and accountability’s a warlord’s nightmare. If Gazans had jobs, schools, and roads—as they did under Israeli administration pre-2005—they’d start asking why their leaders cruise in Lamborghinis while they chew UN rice.

Gazans themselves admit it: a 2019 Palestinian Centre for Policy and Survey Research poll found 53% preferred Israeli rule, citing better infrastructure and security. Peace would expose the emperors’ shriveled knobs. Instead, Hamas buses mobs to “peaceful protests” at Israel’s borders—burning tires, hurling Molotovs, charging fences. These aren’t demonstrations; they’re hate-fueled pep rallies, choreographed to keep the rage simmering.

Oh, and the children! The media wails about “innocent” 15-year-olds shot by the IDF, but let’s not clutch pearls: many sling AK-47s or skull-cracking rocks. In the West Bank, “peaceful protests” mean firebombs and kites rigged to torch Israeli fields. If a 12-year-old in London lobbed bricks at cops or torched a neighbour’s yard, he’d get cuffs, not candy. The New York Times (2024) notes armed teens dominate West Bank clashes, yet the headline stays “Israeli brutality.” Hamas and the PA know the score: dead kids are PR gold. They want bodies to stack, to turn the world against Israel. It’s not about statehood; it’s about stoking the victim furnace.

The brainwashing starts young. Gaza’s UNRWA-funded schools teach kids to worship “martyrs” and demonise Jews. A 2021 EU report found textbooks glorifying suicide bombers and erasing Israel from maps. Hamas’s Al-Aqsa TV airs kiddie shows where cartoon mice preach jihad. This isn’t education; it’s indoctrination, welding Jew-hatred to Islamic fervour.

What kind of monsters poison their children’s minds, hoping they’ll grow up to charge fences in press vests and die for a Reuters pic and a martyr pension? As Hitchens might snarl, “Name a moral system that thrives on such ghoulish cynicism.”

And let’s not dodge Muhammad. Per Ibn Hisham’s biography (Sirat Rasul Allah, 8th century), the Prophet oversaw the Banu Qurayza massacre, beheading 600–900 Jewish men for defiance. Merciful? Hardly. Real or myth—Muhammad’s legacy is that of a warlord, sanctified in scripture and wielded by Hamas like a blood-soaked banner. The historical gaps are gaping: cities he “visited” didn’t yet exist, and contemporary records are eerily silent.

Islam, in the hands of Iran or Saudi zealots, isn’t a faith—it’s an imperial cudgel, wrapped in scripture and swung with divine justification. Where facts falter, conquest fills the void. The hadiths patch these holes not with evidence, but with centuries-late hagiography. This isn’t theology—it’s retroactive war propaganda masquerading as revelation.

Tehran in the 1950s had skirts and jazz; now it’s a theocratic dungeon. Christian Lebanon, once the Paris of the East, is Hezbollah’s fiefdom. As I’ve argued elsewhere, Islam is 30% spiritual, 40% conquest, and the rest a lump of misogyny. And the ratios can be different for some, but it is not a religion like Hinduism, Christianity, or Judaism. Even so, religion bends to human hands; it’s never a fixed “is.”

The powerful twist, though, remains that it is the desire to sow chaos, and chaos is their shield. Qatar’s billionaires fund Hamas while preaching piety, sneering, “Don’t eye my Swiss accounts—blame the Jews!” It’s scapegoating as old as sin.

The West laps it up, desperate to purge its colonial guilt. Campus radicals parrot the “oppressed Palestinian” myth, blind to the grift. Students for Justice in Palestine, per a 2023 New Yorker piece, cheered Hamas’s October 7 massacre as “resistance,” ignoring raped women and charred infants. It’s not justice; it’s trendy self-loathing, with Israel as the West’s whipping boy. Arabs wouldn’t blink if Israel were a desert backwater. But a thriving, innovative state? That burns. Muhammad promised Muslim supremacy (Qur’an 3:110), yet Israel keeps winning. The cognitive dissonance fuels the rage.