To my friends in Gaza, with admiration:
God bless the Palestinian who, armed with nothing more than courage, plants a flag.
The Gazan who, week after week, marches to the front line and without a shred of cover, stands in the face of soldiers, gas guns, machine guns, threats and helmets, warning shots and shots to kill -- armed only with conviction and a rectangle of cloth on a stick.
And who, in so doing, plants the seed of an idea.
God bless this new armed struggle.