Images that have been necessary. Instead, again, is death in Palestine, just as the Christian world celebrates the birth of Jesus in that tormented land.
I've never been to Gaza, but in the West Bank. And I still see many harrowing images of everyday horror. Weapons everywhere. I hate it. Blindness. Children who challenge soldiers to go to school. Adults humiliated every day in silence. Land of many contrasts, a land of sorrow and hope. Earth who gives birth nonsense. But even unimaginable courage. I think of my Israeli friend who refused to serve in the army, paying with jail. I think my friend Vik is now the only Italian in Gaza and its presence resist the stupidity, madness, the inability to remain human beings and look in his eyes.
http://guerrillaradio.iobloggo.com/
http://www.carta.org/articoli/5409
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