He comes riding a horse, as if being tasked with a mission. Penetrating the private property of the Palestinian Shepheard’s settlement, spinning between the buildings, confusing the horse who cannot understand his intention. That is because horses are meant to carry their riders from one place to another. But that horse, miserable as all creatures who are subject to their owners will, is used as a tool for the settlers' boy for an idiotic aggressive act, which is nothing more than a threat to Palestinian women & children. The existence of the horse under the youngsters' butt is intended to denounce, to erase.

The settlers' boy controls his horse in dark silence, or he screams lies, concocts on the frightened Palestinians as if they threw stones at him, tries to stomp with his horses' hooves the human activist who is photographing him.

That's how it works. The settler's' boy who was given to the settlers command for his livelihood allowance, is abandoned to a life of emotional & physical neglect, in order for him to be designed in the mold of an automatic human sadist. So his evil face is blank, his hair sticky & messy, indicating many days without washing it, his clothes messy & filthy, his eyes staring or emanating with evil.

He feels secure on the horse, knows no one will dare oppose him, because the army & police back his actions. His master conduct on the private land of the Palestinian states: I can do whatever I want, to whoever I want, whenever & as often as I want.

That will be his life, that will be his legacy, he is the aggressive, non-secretive weapon of the settler who uses it. That is Instead of learning, being hugged, being educated to grow as a normal person, an individual in a normal society. The face of the settler's boy is the face of the Israeli future. The face of a culture which gave up its language to growling, & retreated into an existence which is tribal, bestial & violent.