"So what exactly is going on with Israel and Gaza right now?" I don't consider myself someone who easily is at loss for words. It usually takes something either really upsetting or really shocking to render me speechless. And yet this question, which seems so simple, so common, so basic to be asked as a Palestinian, left me unable to form the words I was so used to saying. The last time I had been left unable to express something into words right away was during a game of twenty questions. A friend asked if I could live in any place in the world, where would it be and I said simply and quickly, Jerusalem. If we lived in a world where my Palestinian ID didn't ban me from certain parts of my homeland, if I didn't have to stand at checkpoints that were designed to make me not want to return, I would live in Jerusalem. If we lived in a world where the hundreds of people that go to pray on Fridays weren't left to pray outside, far from the mosque they want to ...