Sweetest girl you’ve ever met be like “aww im nothing special” and then she’s actually everything good that the world has to offer. Brightest ray of sunshine that’s ever met the earths soil btw.
Elong Muᛋᛋk tried his hardest to silence all posts about the general strike. Hundreds of these posts been throttled. They’re scared to death of this. Tweet your own posts please about this. Share tweets about this. Don’t let them silence this huge event. Something is happening.
Yesterday, at Al-Awda Hospital in northern Gaza, a girl-child came into this world, and the world rejected her. She had no brain. Not in the poetic sense of innocence or purity, but anatomically, literally: anencephaly. No cerebrum. No future thought, no dreams, no memory to be made. A skull empty of purpose. She was full-term. Her mother carried her for nine long months, through burning nights and weeping mornings, through dust, grief, and sirens. And then, birth. But no life to save. Only silence. The doctors stood helpless, mocked by the limits of their hands.
I saw them, people of medicine, their skilled, sterile fingers trembling. Not from confusion, but from recognition. Teratogenic damage. Developmental failure. Genetic disfigurement, not by chance, but by war. Bombs struck not only buildings, but chromosomes. The weapons, steel, shiny, American, fell not just to destroy the present, but to corrupt the womb. To poison the idea of tomorrow.
What do we call this horror? Radiation? Dioxins? Depleted uranium? Invisible toxins that do not kill quickly, they wait. They embed, cross placental walls, and twist the neural tube. They disrupt life before it begins.
There are more cases. Miscarriages. Premature births. Malformed limbs. Cleft palates wider than sorrow. Spinal cords like broken scrolls. The doctors whisper now, this is no cluster. It’s a pattern. A Lancet study warns of up to 200,000 indirect victims, not from blast wounds, but from genetic harm passed down to generations unborn.
But the world is deaf. It counts the dead by explosions, not deformities. It tracks casualties by limbs lost, not genes shattered.
And here, beneath the rubble, the deepest wound is in the womb. I saw her yesterday. The mother. She didn’t cry. She only looked. Her arms were empty. She had carried a daughter with no brain. But the child had eyelashes. Fingers. And that’s the most terrible thing: that life tried. That the body obeyed. That, even in apocalypse, the cells kept building.
Somewhere, another child may be born marked by air their mother once breathed. And they won’t know why.
They say war ends. That ceasefires come. That healing is possible. But how can it end when it lives in cells? When the placenta becomes a battlefield? When biology becomes the archive of war?
This is not just a war of fire and steel. It’s a war against life. Against women. Against the act of birth itself.
I have seen death, bodies torn, lungs gasping under broken ribs. But never have I heard a silence as loud as when a mother delivers a child already condemned by the sky above her.
And so I write. Not to accuse. Not to weep. But to remember.
Because some weapons do not explode.
They incubate.
#GazaGenocide
My father always told me: "If you want to go for a run, go for a run, don't look for company. Sooner or later, on your fifth run or your twentieth, likeminded people will find you themselves." And only recently have I realized that this principle works everywhere.
Here's a lesson in how govt actually works for the take a civics class crowd.
Republicans get in power, undo every regulation they can get their paws on.
Dems regain control, never put those regulations back in place & let the org in charge sit on it for 4 yrs.
Rinse. Repeat.
Rafah in Nov 2023.
Rafah in Sep 2024.
@POTUS & @SecBlinken remember when you said invading Rafah was a red line? Remember when you said Israel’s operation in Rafah was limited in scale?
You are both genocidal maniacs who should be in jail cells the rest of your miserable lives.
Every negative condition you see in the world is a lie. Every positive condition you see in the world is a lie. Reality is beyond positive and negative. Why do you worry and fret about your life or about the life of someone else? What can possibly happen to you?
Robert Adams
also very grateful to people who teach that we have to do more than vote, that voting does not replace organizing, mutual aid, strategy, and spirituality. The same institutions who want those things to cease also want us to think that voting is the only thing that we can do