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“My heart writhes in pain over what I endured in the north. And yet here I am, after all these long months, still pleading with the world, still proclaiming my belief in your humanity.” Try to tell the journalists of Gaza that the sacrifice of their lives, their families’ lives has not been in vain

Do you remember the outcry when the Taliban destroyed the Bamiyan buddhas? Where is the outcry for the cultural destruction Israel has wrought on Gaza? The war on Hamas has been the excuse for an orgy of vindictive destruction that has robbed history, art, culture. We shall remember, Israel.

“During my five years of dental school, and even afterward, I ate more meals in her home than in my own. I would call her to ask what she had made, and she would always say the same thing: “Come over… even if I didn’t cook, I’ll make something for you, or we’ll cook together.” A warm & tender life

“When I walk along streets that no longer lead to any home, I feel the paradox press against me with the force of both wound and endurance. Gaza continues to exist in ways that maps cannot record, in lives that persist against erasure, in memories carried southward or abroad.”