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       Bessie had a message for me.  Bessie was speaking through her
       silence, through her loneliness, through her confusion and
   DIR By: AGelbert
       Date: July 28, 2023, 6:26 pm
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       July 27, 2023 by EDWIN LEAP
       [center][glow=teal,2,300]😇 Bessie's[/glow] Life had
       [glow=teal,2,300]🕊️ Meaning
       ☝🏻[/glow]
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       [center]A reminder for us all[/center]
       
       Bessie, some three score and ten years old, lay on the backboard
       motionless.  Her old, gray head was surrounded by great orange
       blocks of foam; her neck encased in a hard plastic collar.
       Straps criss-crossed her body, as if she might make some
       miraculous attempt to escape.  As if we strapped her body down
       so it wouldn’t float away, though she was already floating, I
       suspect.  Oxygen passed into her lungs from the tube that
       protruded from her dry mouth.
       She was found slumped in the floor of her nursing home. God
       bless those paramedics, whose skill revived her dying heart and
       who, with strong hands bound her top to bottom for her ride to
       the emergency room.  They snatched her from something; from
       death a while, from life a while.  But she arrived and she was
       ours.
       Standard stuff.  No one knows quite what happened.  But we knew
       a few things.  She did not breath.  She did not wince from any
       pain.  She did not startle with any sound.  And she appeared as
       old as Methuselah.  Older than her years. ‘Older than her stated
       age,’ as we delicately say in medical charts.
       I did have some information.  She was a long-time resident of a
       local assisted living center.  She was profoundly retarded and
       always had been.  She was blind.  And all she would do was suck
       her fingers and try to sing some hymns.  Maybe she mumbled
       ‘Amazing Grace’, or ‘On Christ The Solid Rock’, slurring words
       and verses, annoying some passersby, inspiring others.
       It suddenly seemed so easy!  She had a cardiac arrest.  She was
       probably a ‘no code’.  She was going to die with no one around.
       The nursing home would tell me, ‘she has no family.  Some old
       friends stop by sometimes, but no one checks on her.  Do what
       you think is best’.  All so easy.
       Until they gave me that cussed (two syllables, please) phone
       number, and told me she was a ‘full code.’  No one had ever
       filled out the ‘blessed’ paperwork for this little old lady.
       Fine.  I called her sister.  I expected more ease.  ‘No, I’m her
       only family.  I don’t want you to do anything.  I can’t come
       over.  Just call me when she passes’.
       But to her credit, Bessie would not leave me alone.  Bessie had
       a message for me.  Bessie was speaking through her silence,
       through her loneliness, through her confusion and into my busy
       day.  Bessie was standing with one food in heaven’s gate,
       looking back and talking to me.  And laughing! What her sister
       actually said was, ‘I’ll come right over.  I’m calling her other
       sister, her brothers and her nieces.  We’ll be there as soon as
       we can.’
       And they filed in, slowly, until they were all there.  All of
       her siblings were older.  All of them seemed weary, like this
       was just one more piece of sadness in a long sad story.  Any of
       them could have been lying on that backboard that day.  But they
       sat in assorted chairs and touched one another.  Their eyes
       swollen and red, tears on their sagging, age lined faces.  They
       sat there and looked at her.  They looked at her like she
       mattered.
       I told them the score.  What I knew, by the time they arrived,
       was this: she appeared to be having a large MI, or heart attack.
       But she also had experienced a large cerebral hemorrhage and
       her brain was already ‘herniating’; it was being pushed down
       through the base of her skull where her spinal cord and blood
       vessels traveled. This was a death sentence.  I wondered in
       physician fashion, ‘is it really an MI, or are the EKG changes
       from her brain bleed?  Or did she have an arrhythmia and then
       fall, hitting her head?’  And then I thought, ‘who really
       cares?’   Her family certainly couldn’t have cared less about
       the fascinating cause and effect of medical science, that thing
       that makes doctors call terrible events ‘interesting’.  I really
       didn’t care either.  It’s hard to care about things you can’t
       change.  I knew what had to be done.  I knew I would be her
       doctor, start to finish.
       We took her off of the backboard.  I told her people everything.
       I told them she was going to die as soon as we stopped breathing
       for her.  They understood and waited for everyone to arrive.
       They told me she was their baby sister. They said it like they
       remembered how precious she was, simplicity, drooling, singing
       and all.  They said it like she was worthwhile.  They all wanted
       to be with their old baby sister and hold her hand as she fell
       asleep the last time.
       Finally, it was time to put an end to the futile.  With all her
       local kin at the bedside, I deflated that cuff and pulled out
       that tube and we put a little oxygen over her face and watched.
       Tuned in to modern medical drama, her brothers and sisters and
       nieces and nephews watched the green blip of the monitor until I
       turned it off.  People have watched death far longer than there
       have been heart monitors.  None of us needed to see the
       plummeting oxygen saturations or the transformation of heart
       beats into flat lines.
       Bessie never drew another breath.  Some three or four hours
       after she arrived, we let her walk on through the door to glory,
       where the hymns’ final verses are all written down.  She walked
       through smiling, blowing kisses at her family.  Baby sister, all
       grown up at last.  She walked from confused infirmity into
       forever perfection, waiting and hoping for them all to come to
       her in due time.
       At least that’s what I believe.  I think it’s what they
       believed.  She left behind a place where some might have
       considered her pathetic, her life meaningless.  But in her years
       of hymns mumbled in the dark of her blindness, she focused the
       love of a family into rare clarity, and helped to teach us that
       what is worthless to some is a treasure to others.
       [glow=teal,2,300]She[/glow] sang as she looked back, sang in a
       clear voice, eyes clear.  Maybe that last verse of
       ‘[glow=teal,2,300]Amazing Grace[/glow]’, ‘When we’ve been there
       ten thousand years, bright shining as the sun…’.
       And we covered her old house in plastic and went our separate
       ways.
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       AGelbert COMMENT:
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       > "She walked through smiling, blowing kisses at her family.
       Baby sister, all grown up at last. She walked from confused
       infirmity into forever perfection, waiting and hoping for them
       all to come to her in due time.
       >
       > At least that’s what I believe."
       --- End Quote ---
       I too firmly believe it with every fiber of my being.
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       > “Every event which might claim to be a miracle is, in the last
       resort, something presented to our senses, something seen,
       heard, touched, smelled, or tasted. And our senses are not
       infallible. If anything extraordinary seems to have happened, we
       can always say that we have been the victims of an illusion. If
       we hold a philosophy which excludes the supernatural, this is
       what we always shall say.
       >
       > What we learn from experience depends on the kind of
       philosophy we bring to experience.”[glow=teal,2,300] C.S.
       Lewis[/glow]
       --- End Quote ---
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       #Post#: 1212--------------------------------------------------
       😬 On their tenth day at sea, the four stowaways ran out
       of food and drink.
   DIR By: AGelbert
       Date: August 2, 2023, 12:22 pm
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       August 1, 2023 Reuters
       [center]Four Nigerians, Rescued
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       />in Brazil, Survived 14 Days on a Ship’s Rudder
       &#128562;[/center]
       [center]
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       Nigerian refugees Thankgod Matthew and Roman Ebimene pose for a
       photo during an interview, after being rescued from a ship
       rudder on the Brazilian coast, in Sao Paulo, Brazil July 26,
       2023. REUTERS/Carla Carniel
       SNIPPET:
       AO PAULO, Aug 1 (Reuters) – On their tenth day at sea, the four
       Nigerian stowaways crossing the Atlantic in a tiny space above
       the rudder of a cargo ship ran out of food and drink.
       They survived another four days, according to their account, by
       drinking the sea water crashing just meters below them, before
       being rescued by Brazilian federal police in the southeastern
       port of Vitoria.
       [center]
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       Photo courtesy Brazilian Federal Police
       Their remarkable, death-defying journey across some 5,600
       kilometers (3,500 miles) of ocean underlines the risks some
       migrants are prepared to take for a shot at a better life.
       “It was a terrible experience for me,” said 38-year-old
       [color=teal]Thankgod Opemipo Matthew Yeye
       &#128330;&#65039;[/color], one of the four Nigerians, in an
       interview at a Sao Paulo church shelter. “On board it is not
       easy. I was shaking, so scared. But I’m here.”
       Their relief at being rescued soon gave way to surprise.
       Stowaways Rescued After 13 Days On Ship’s Rudder
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       The four men said they had hoped to reach Europe and were
       shocked to learn they had in fact landed on the other side of
       the Atlantic, in Brazil. Two of the men have since been returned
       to Nigeria upon their request, while Yeye and Roman Ebimene
       Friday, a 35-year-old from Bayelsa state, have applied for
       asylum in Brazil.
       “I pray the government of Brazil will have pity on me,” said
       Friday, who had already attempted to flee Nigeria by ship once
       before but was arrested by authorities there.
       Both men said economic hardship, political instability and crime
       had left them with little option but to abandon their native
       Nigeria. Africa’s most populous country has longstanding issues
       of violence and poverty, and kidnappings are endemic.
       Yeye, a &#9757;&#127995; [glow=blue,2,300]pentecostal
       minister[/glow] &#128330;&#65039; from Lagos state, said his
       peanut and palm oil farm was destroyed by floods this year,
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       />leaving him and his family homeless. He hopes they can now
       join
       him in Brazil.
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       #Post#: 1369--------------------------------------------------
       Avoiding Violence
   DIR By: AGelbert
       Date: October 17, 2023, 3:11 pm
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       October 17, 2023 by EDWIN LEAP
       For those readers who follow me at the SC Baptist Courier, this
       is my October column
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       />I thought it was worth sharing widely.
       [center]Avoiding [glow=red,2,300]Violence[/glow][/center]
       [move][size=18pt]Suggestions for
       [glow=teal,2,300]navigating[/glow] a
       [glow=red,2,300]dangerous[/glow] world[/move]
       Over the years I have seen treated many individuals who had been
       involved in violence. Most had violence inflicted upon them. But
       it was not uncommon for me to meet the alleged perpetrators, who
       sat on the ER stretcher in handcuffs.
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       Unfortunately, in these contentious times violence is not rare.
       So it’s probably good for us all to think about ways to avoid
       being involved in dangerous interactions. This is especially
       true for young men, who seem to find themselves in these
       situations more than other groups.
       When my sons were young I gave them one of the most important
       bits of wisdom I could think of when it came to dealing with
       possible violence. “Boys, learn
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       />to keep your mouths shut.”
       That is, don’t provoke angry, potentially dangerous people
       (particularly other men) and don’t give them reasons to stay
       angry. It’s all too easy to face off with another man and say,
       ‘oh, yeah, and what are you gonna do about it?’ Or ‘do you have
       a problem? Let’s take this outside!’
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       Things like &#128163; [glow=red,2,300]that[/glow] might feel
       empowering in the moment but in the end, one never knows when
       &#128165; a gun or knife will appear, or when the unarmed
       individual turns out to be a dangerous person who has no
       restraint. (Or when all of his friends decide to join in the
       assault.)
       By the way, it doesn’t take a weapon to create life-altering
       injuries. It’s not like the movies where everyone squares off
       and has a fair fight. There are no fair fights in the end.
       The other thing I would say to a young man now is that it’s
       always best, when misunderstandings and
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       />anger [glow=red,2,300]arise[/glow], to simply say ‘hey, I’m
       sorry, I didn’t mean anything,’ or ‘I apologize if I insulted
       you.’ &#128330;&#65039;
       Along the same lines, road rage incidents can lead to terrible
       injuries or death. It’s really wise to learn not to honk, make
       hand gestures, scream or try to speed past others or cut them
       off. We can never know which person is simply annoyed and which
       is fleeing from the police; who is using drugs and who is simply
       late for work. And the potential danger to uninvolved bystanders
       is a very real threat, as cars crash into other cars or
       pedestrians.
       Another reality of violence, little discussed, is that alcohol
       is associated with half of all
       [glow=maroon,2,300]violence[/glow] (including half of
       &#9760;&#65039; [glow=red,2,300]murders[/glow]) worldwide.
       People who are intoxicated are disinhibited and more prone to
       violence.
       There’s a lot written on this topic, but I’ll close with this.
       When trouble is brewing, at a party or even on a city street,
       the best possible path is to find a safe exit and leave the
       area. Call the police along the way. But staying to watch, and
       film, the ‘festivities’ is dangerous. Bullets don’t care who is
       in their path. This is even more true when a man is responsible
       for the safety of his wife, girlfriend, a date or a child.
       I’ve seen people [glow=maroon,2,300]die[/glow] of violent
       injuries and it’s always a horrible thing, between the wounds,
       the blood and the weeping of family members. The less of it we
       all experience, the better.
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       PS: For further reading, The Gift of Fear,
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       />by Gavin De Becker, is an interesting book on learning to
       identify dangerous people and behaviors.
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       AGelbert COMMENT: Well said. I believe that almost ALL later
       regreted negative verbalizations by humans, that trigger more
       violence instead of calming things down, are caused by Pride
       overcoming common sense and reason, within both the victim and
       the perpetrator of physically injurious violence.
       [glow=blue,2,300]C.S. Lewis[/glow] &#128330;&#65039; wrote, and
       I agree, that
       --- Quote ---
       > "... it is Pride which has been the chief cause of misery in
       every nation and every family since the world began. Other vices
       may sometimes bring people together: you may find good
       fellowship and jokes and friendliness among drunken people or
       unchaste people. But Pride always means enmity—it is enmity. And
       not only enmity between man and man, but enmity to God."
       --- End Quote ---
       -- Quote from Mere Christianity
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       />by C. S. Lewis.
       [center]Pride goeth before destruction, and an haughty spirit
       before a fall. -- Proverbs 16:18
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       [center]What the &#9757;&#127995; Bible REALLY Says About
       Alcohol[/center]
       [center]
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       #Post#: 1615--------------------------------------------------
        Creativity &#128367;&#65039; Still Shines Amid a
       &#9760;&#65039;&#129397; Genocide
   DIR By: AGelbert
       Date: January 10, 2024, 12:01 am
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       21 December 2023 by [glow=blue,2,300]&#128330;&#65039; Wedad
       Jalal Yousef Al-Hallaq[/glow]
       [center]Creativity
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       />Still Shines Amid a
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       />
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       />[glow=maroon,2,300]Genocide[/glow] [/center]
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       width=640]
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       People are doing their best to continue with their daily lives.
       Bashar TalebAPA images
       I never imagined the [glow=maroon,2,300]horrible
       situation[/glow] in which we find ourselves.
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       We cannot enjoy the sunrise because of the bombings and the
       destruction.
       Basic necessities like food, water and electricity are in short
       supply. Crossings through which goods are supposed to flow have
       been closed.
       For two and a half months, Israel has been waging a genocidal
       war against us. Our living conditions are miserable.
       Yet we remain creative in the face of adversity.
       I heard my father say to my mother, “Did the electricity come
       back? We need it to make bread.”
       “Sorry, it didn’t,” my mother replied.
       Here is where my father’s creativity shone.
       Our pressure cooker usually needs electricity to function. But
       my dad transformed it so that it could run on coal.
       He was fully aware that coal can be harmful, especially for
       people like my mother, who has health issues. But we have to be
       flexible so that we can survive.
       What choice do we have? &#129335;&#8205;&#9794;&#65039;  We just
       want to live.
       Baking bread should only take about an hour. Now it takes four
       or five hours.
       Everyone involved in the process gets a back ache.
       My brothers Younes and Nader travel long distances to schools
       and hospitals so that they can fetch water.
       Unfortunately, some children end up drinking polluted water,
       which makes them ill.
       People living in makeshift tents endure harsh conditions,
       especially when it rains.
       Making
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       />coffee with a [size=18pt]&#128367;&#65039; candle[/size]
       &#128077;
       I have heard about a man who did not have any food for his
       children. What did he do?
       He slaughtered a donkey, so they could have some meat. It is the
       worst crisis this man has ever faced, watching his children go
       hungry without being able to do anything for them.
       During these wintry nights, my family gathers around a
       &#128367;&#65039; candle. Lighting a fire is not an option.
       There is a concern that Israel might mistake any fire as a
       resistance operation and bomb the home where the fire has been
       lit.
       Despite our fears, my family has shown some ingenuity in
       ensuring that we have hot drinks at night.
       My brother came up with the idea of breaking a candle and
       placing it in a dish. We then put a coffee maker on top of the
       dish.
       This is how we warm our hearts.
       We miss sleeping peacefully in our own beds. Instead, we now use
       blankets provided by refugee agencies.
       Two of us share the same bed. It is a challenging situation but
       we will never give up.
       Never!
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       Most vegetables are unavailable in shops. So we have bought
       seeds and are trying to grow our own food.
       We have waited weeks for it to &#127793; grow. How can we cope
       with the &#128550; uncertainty?
       I was taken aback when I saw a man picking up some dough from
       the remains of a house that had been bombed.
       “What are you doing?” someone asked him.
       “I am taking the dough for my family,” he said.
       [glow=teal,2,300]Honor[/glow]
       We are exhausted. &#128542;
       Yes, we are resilient. But we cannot endure seeing our families
       starve to death.
       My sister-in-law is pregnant and she really wants sweets. Sadly,
       there are none in the markets.
       I have made her some, using sugar, water and sesame.
       I crave cheese. The shops have none of it, either.
       Thankfully, my grandmother made some at home. It was delicious.
       Despite our misery, we are still alive. If we die, it will be
       with honor.
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       This horrible war causes particular health problems for women.
       &#128543;
       Sanitary pads are unavailable, so we use diapers – for babies –
       as a substitute. Others cut pieces of cloth from tents.
       These are the kind of makeshift solutions we have to find. It is
       an extraordinarily difficult and tragic situation.
       Can you empathize with our plight?
       We encountered major hardships previously.
       During Israel’s war against Gaza in late 2008 and early 2009,
       our family also gathered around a &#128367;&#65039; candle.
       We couldn’t find a sewing machine then, so we &#129312; designed
       one using bicycle wheels. That’s how we knitted clothes.
       Gazans often invent remarkable things from practically nothing
       as we strive to stay alive.
       It feels like Israel aims to wipe us out. Please do not turn
       your eyes away from the [glow=maroon,2,300]horrors[/glow] we are
       going through. &#129402;
       Israel [glow=maroon,2,300]massacres [/glow]and humiliates us and
       demolishes our homes. But Gazans will never lose. &#128509;
       Clever people will emerge victorious, leaving the entire world
       astonished.
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       Wedad Jalal Yousef Al-Hallaq is a teacher in Gaza.
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       #Post#: 1851--------------------------------------------------
       Children are starving &#129397; at the fastest rate the world
       has ever known. &#128561; &#128545;
   DIR By: AGelbert
       Date: March 8, 2024, 12:48 pm
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       COUNTERPUNCH
       MARCH 8, 2024 BY RALPH NADER
       [center]
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       />Stop the Worsening UNDERCOUNT of Palestinian
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       />Casualties in Gaza[/center]
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       Image by Nikolas Gannon.
       SNIPPETS:
       The extreme right-wing Netanyahu regime has enforced its
       declared siege of, in its genocidal words, “no food, no water,
       no electricity, no fuel, no medicine.”
       The relentless bombing has destroyed apartment buildings,
       marketplaces, refugee camps, hospitals, clinics, ambulances,
       bakeries, schools, mosques, churches, roads, electricity
       networks, critical water mains – just about everything.
       The U.S.-equipped Israeli war machine has even uprooted
       agricultural fields, including thousands of olive trees on one
       farm, bulldozed many cemeteries and bombed civilians fleeing on
       Israeli orders, while obstructing the few trucks carrying
       humanitarian aid from Egypt.
       With virtually no healthcare left, no medications, and
       infectious diseases spreading especially among infants,
       children, the infirm and the elderly, can anybody believe that
       the fatalities have just gone over 30,000? With five thousand
       babies born every month into the rubble, their mothers wounded
       and without food, healthcare, medicine and clean water for any
       of their children, severe skepticism about the Hamas Health
       Ministry’s official count is warranted. ... ...
       In recent days, the situation has become more dire. In the March
       2, 2024, Washington Post, reporter, Ishaan Tharoor writes: “The
       bulk of Gaza’s more than 2 million people face the prospect of
       famine — a state of affairs that constitutes the fastest decline
       in a population’s nutrition status ever recorded, according to
       aid workers. Children are [glow=red,2,300]starving[/glow]
       &#129397; at the [glow=maroon,2,300]fastest[/glow] rate  the
       world has ever known.  &#128561; ... ...
       Just like the entire mass media, many governments, even the
       independent media and critics of the war would have us accept
       that between 98% and 99% of Gaza’s entire population has
       survived – albeit the sick, injured and more Palestinians about
       to die. This is lethally improbable!
       From accounts of people on the ground, videos and photographs of
       deadly episode after episode, plus the resultant mortalities
       from blocking or smashing the crucial necessities of life, a
       more likely estimate, in my appraisal, is that at least
       [glow=red,2,300] 200,000
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       />Palestinians[/glow] must have perished by now and the toll is
       [glow=red,2,300]accelerating[/glow] by the hour.
       Full article: &#128367;&#65039;&#128565;
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       #Post#: 2011--------------------------------------------------
       My 4-year-old started stashing away bread in his pocket for
       later. I was shocked. 
   DIR By: AGelbert
       Date: May 3, 2024, 12:36 pm
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       3 May 2024 By &#128367;&#65039; Malak Hijazi
       [center]
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       />width=354]
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       [move]&#128556; &#129402; &#128550; &#128542; &#128534;
       &#128565; &#128561; &#129397; In Gaza’s overcrowded schools,
       there is little privacy or hygiene for displaced people. Here,
       women pray in Rafah.  Ahmed IbrahimAPA images[/move]
       [center]
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       />Gaza’s mothers are going through
       [glow=maroon,2,300]hell[/glow]
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       SNIPPET:
       Um Amin, a mother with a few children, confronted with the harsh
       reality of displacement, recounted her family’s struggles during
       Israel’s aggression. As bombs relentlessly fell on their
       neighborhood, reducing their home to rubble, Um Amin had to seek
       refuge at a school run by the UN agency for Palestine refugees
       (UNRWA) in the northern Gaza Strip taking only very few
       belongings.
       She was pregnant. And in the school there was little by way of
       basic necessities such as clean water, food or even clothes for
       her children.
       Stay or go?
       She considered moving south, where food might be a little more
       accessible. Her husband refused, causing conflict between them.
       He feared not being able to return. And while she believed that
       the Israeli army was attempting to force them to leave, she also
       felt it was a matter of life and death for her children.
       “It was heart-wrenching to witness my kids fighting over scraps
       of bread. My 4-year-old started stashing away bread in his
       pocket for later. I was shocked. Before the war, I never slept
       without knowing my children were fed. Now, most of the time, I
       am certain they never feel satisfied.”
       Her entire motivation to carry on became a matter of feeding her
       children She denied herself food for their sake, but had also to
       remind herself of the child within her.
       “The baby inside me is also a priority, so I had to eat too.”
       She found the balancing act incredibly challenging, an
       unbearable burden of motherhood.
       “I am going to share something I’ve never told anyone I know: I
       contemplated suicide to escape the weight of this
       responsibility.”
       After the Israeli army unexpectedly stormed al-Rimal, a Gaza
       City neighborhood, for a second time, Um Amin panicked and fled
       again, this time going from the UNRWA school to a relative’s
       house.
       But her fear caused her to enter preterm labor. A doctor, at the
       nearby al-Sahaba medical center, had to resort to a cesarean
       section.
       It was hell, Um Amin said. There was insufficient anesthesia and
       she could feel the scalpel cutting &#129397; into her body.
       There was no electricity; the doctor had to use a handheld
       flashlight to see.
       [move]Um Amin’s cries of pain could not drown out the
       [glow=red,2,300]
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       />
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       />crashing of shells[/glow] around her.
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       The operation left her utterly drained. She couldn’t believe she
       was still alive.
       She needed nourishment to recover what she had lost during the
       bleeding and to breastfeed her son. But hunger was stalking
       Gaza.
       Food was scarce, there was no white flour in the markets, and
       Israel was blocking aid trucks from entering the north.
       “All I had to eat was bread made from animal feed and water.
       When I had my other children, I relied on foods rich in animal
       proteins, but it was impossible this time. The price of meat was
       five times higher than normal.”
       The
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       />[glow=red,2,300]stone[/glow] age
       Read more:
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       #Post#: 2525--------------------------------------------------
       &quot;In real life, nothing is ever exceptionally morally
       complex. Contrary to colonial thinking, morality is simple,
       ...&quot;
   DIR By: AGelbert
       Date: October 31, 2024, 9:14 pm
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       October 30, 2024 By [glow=blue,2,300]&#128367;&#65039;&#128509;
       Alon Mizrahi[/glow]
       [center]A Time of [glow=blue,2,300]Piercing, Absolute
       Truths[/glow][/center]
       SNIPPETS:
       You see, it becomes very simple once you deconstruct fake
       complexity, created and constantly fueled by media outlets and
       political structures that benefit from the status quo, namely
       all the ills stated above.
       In real life, nothing is ever exceptionally morally complex.
       Contrary to colonial thinking, morality is simple, intuitive,
       and clear. You do not molest and abuse children (or anyone). You
       do not harm innocent people. You do not use authority
       unethically. You do not sit comfortably in public transportation
       when someone who needs a seat more than you do can’t find a
       place to sit.
       You never act, with people of any group, like they are less
       human than you or your group. If you do, you deserve to be
       shunned and punished by the rest of humanity. It is exceedingly
       simple.
       So once you understand what’s going on, and what basic
       principles of humanity and morality have been breached, all you
       have to do as a political being, is to make your voice and
       judgment heard. And the greater the breach of humanity, the
       louder and more fierce your voice should be, as the outcry needs
       to match the [glow=red,2,300]severity[/glow] of the
       [glow=red,2,300]crime[/glow]. It is not complicated at all.
       [glow=red,2,300]Israel is mass
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       />murdering[/glow] the &#129397; Palestinian and &#129397;
       Lebanese people because it is a [glow=red,2,300]sick, demented,
       psychopathic society[/glow].
       The [glow=red,2,300]US is helping Israel[/glow] because it is
       willing to sacrifice Palestinian children for its
       [glow=red,2,300][b]deranged[/glow]
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       />quest for &#129421; world domination and because it is
       occupied
       by
       [glow=red,2,300]
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       />Zionists[/glow][/b]. Period. It is all as simple as that.
       There is no need to argue, no need to engage. We only need to
       make this truth heard everywhere, all the time, unequivocally,
       unapologetically, without any regard for acceptable norms and
       narratives.
       Be a
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       />[glow=limegreen,2,300]fanatic[/glow] for children and
       humanity.
       Yes. If you can’t do that, go to [glow=red,2,300]hell[/glow]. I
       have nothing to say to you, and there is nothing you have to say
       to me.
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