Yesterday, I saw a video from Gaza of children bloodied by an air strike and I cried. I didn’t cry alone, though, I looked to the world and the world cried with me. Today, I learned that the bodies of six Israeli hostages were recovered by the IDF and I cried. Again, I turned to the world, but the world did not cry with me this time. The world had no empathy, no compassion, and no tears. “They look like they were born in upstate NY”, they said. As though what? That makes them unworthy of living? Regardless of the fact they’re Middle Eastern, if somebody “looks like” they were born in NY, they deserve to die? Jihadist propaganda has primed westerners for decades into this self-hate that reverses the natural impulse to be MORE protective of those who look like they are born where you were born, to instead demonizing ourselves and our society for the goal of internal collapse. It is textbook Soviet ideological subversion. These innocent hostages were taken alive and nobody knows or cares when or how they were killed. Were they starved? were they neglected? Were they tortured? Does anyone have a tear or a banner or a sign or a protest for them? What did they have to endure for these 10 long months and how long did it last? How long did they survive? Has anybody been thinking of them? Nobody knows, nobody cares, because to the world these are "white colonizer" who deserve to die for the Islamist, ultra-nationalist, fascistic aspirations of “river to the sea," instead of peace, safe, and sovereignty for all. This callous world makes me sick.
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