Massacre in Gaza: I remained silent, for I was not Palestinian
"Withdrawing" implies, in whatever vague and euphemistic sense, an end, or at least, a waning of hoslities. But today I woke to discover that the Israeli Army has perpetrated a massacre on a scale unseen in Gaza for a long time: so far, 22 dead: Eight children; seven women. All members of the same family. Please imagine 22 members of YOUR family, dead, in one fell swoop, and that the deaths are brushed aside as unfortunate mistakes from an otherwise morally superior, well-intentioned army. There can BE NO good intentions deriving from an Army ordered to fire heavy-grade artillery shells within 100 metres of civlian areas. None.
And I am sick to my stomach. I am sick of hearing the "we regrets" and "sorries" and the empty promises of investigations that never materialize and whose only purpose is to exhonerate the accused. I am sick of the well-intentioned "moral" Army of "defence" routine, that only attempts to attack 'militants', as if to imply the entire occupation is justified if sustained by this absurdist rhetoric. I'm just sick of it all. Sick sick sick.
We want an end to the occupation. Period. To quote Peace Now, instead of apologizing, STOP YOUR WAR against us. So much energy and enthusiasism devoted to death and destruction and debilitation and asphyxiation and occupation-so little devoted to ending it all.
If you are in Israel, go join Peace Now's demonstration TODAY (Wednesday) at 17:00hrs opposite the Defence Ministry on Kaplan St, Tel Aviv.
If you are not, make some noise. CONTACT YOUR GOVERNMENTS. Tell them you won't stand for the slaughter of innocents-dont' recoil in the comfort of your couch, assured that such tragedy is distant and does not affect you. It affects all of us when humans become less human, when their blood becomes worth less than ours.
"They came first for the Communists,
and I didn't speak up because I wasn't a Communist.
Then they came for the Jews,
and I didn't speak up because I wasn't a Jew.
When they came for me, there was no one left to speak out."
Let us add to the famous poem:
"Then they came for the Palestinians, but I remained silent, for I was not Palestinian".