Episode eight of Mo Season 2 is unlike anything we've seen on television before. In this scene, Mo visits his family's olive grove in Palestine for the first time.

I’ve been married for 16 years. I like crunchy peanut butter, and my wife likes smooth. I haven’t had crunchy peanut butter in 16 years.

A friend of mine who remained steadfast in northern Gaza tells me that on one of the days of the genocide, when the weather was extremely rainy, the Israeli army entered the house where he was alone. He hid under one of the beds, without a whisper or a breath, and remained in his place without moving for four days. He says: There was a small crack in the wall where water seeped through, so I would place my tongue on the wall to moisten it with that scarce water. He also says: I was certain that I would not survive, but I don’t know how God blinded them from seeing me. After those four days, the Israeli army left.

This is Zionism.

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