EDWARD Said died, and a friend sent me an SMS message, asking: "Why am I sad?"

I SMS-ed back a reply: "Maybe because our hearts are Palestinian". Maybe because, like Said and thousands of other Palestinians, we know what a defeat means, and what it means to be summed up, summarily captured, and placed alone between strong walls. Even now, living as we do in a post-colonial era, we still sense those walls, when we are evicted there with classif