Palestine by hangnails
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Mid-October — John Fahey and the words “ethnic cleansing” repeating in my brain every hour or two. A dear friend has family in Israel. We have different politics but manage to find some common sympathy, and the small victory gives me a tragic spurt of optimism. I wonder if anybody in Gaza feels optimistic tonight. I think of the frightening moments in my life and realize two million people in a territory smaller than Philadelphia are experiencing the most panic, the most emotional and physical harm of their entire lives, all at the same time. The ground just drops and you fall forever. I imagine my neighborhood lying in rubble, having to leave, never knowing the fate of the guy who walks with a limp or the lady who ignored the news. I pathetically worry about my guitars. An offhanded statement by a non-ranking soldier sparks a game of telephone and spins into a wild fake news story. Gaza has little fuel left and the lights will soon shut off. A leading newspaper in Israel declares prime minister Netanyau the individual most responsible for the outburst of violence. Israeli defense minister Yoav Gallant, a man with a less than pleasant looking face, refers to the indigenous population as animals. It cannot be overstated how dangerous it is when they start referring to the enemy as less than human.
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