Jacqueline Mézec

poetry film theatre

[Sam Mézec @SamMezecJsy]

On Wednesday at 7.30pm, join us at the Arts Centre for a showing of the documentary “Life Support” followed by a Q&A with the producer and a brave doctor who was on the ground risking his life to provide emergency treatment.

#palestine #gaza #jersey

[Amnesty UK @AmnestyUK]

As billions around the world tune in to the World Cup, this is what has happened to football in #Palestine.

It has become one of the world's most devastated sporting landscapes.

Since October 2023, Israeli forces have killed at least 1,007 Palestinian athletes and sports professionals and destroyed more than 260 sports facilities.

Players have been killed. Pitches reduced to rubble. Teams scattered. Careers cut short.

And still, somehow, Palestinians are #StillPlaying

[Ammar Ebrahim @aebrahim93]

“We've got people now in the States Assembly that were cheering on anonymous posters that had very clear misinformation, that were organised by a UK consultant."

Strong words from Reform Jersey’s acting leader. Value Jersey declined to comment.
https://t.co/ZVOZPBCzCp

[Channel 4 News @Channel4News]

The man who rescues books from rubble: Omar Hamad opens Phoenix library in Gaza
https://t.co/sxuWSjXmA3

[Omar Hamad | عُـمَـرْ 𓂆 @OmarHamadD]

My dream is to see visitors from every corner of the globe visiting the library.

[Shaiel Ben-Ephraim @academic_la]

Observers have been saying for years that what is happening in the West Bank is ethnic cleansing. But now voices from the heart of the Israeli consensus are admitting it as well. Ron Ben-Yishai, the veteran military correspondent with the deepest ties to the IDF of any reporter wrote the following in a column for Ynet this morning:

1) He toured the West Bank and saw a repeated pattern. Settlers establish an outpost a few hundred meters from a Palestinian village, often funded by local councils with taxpayer money. Caravans, water tanks, generators, and livestock pens appear almost overnight. The IDF issues demolition orders but delays enforcement, while small army details end up effectively guarding the outposts.

2) Youth from these outposts conduct 24/7 "provocation patrols," entering villages on foot or in ATVs provided by the Israeli government. Israeli flags get planted meters from Palestinian tents; barbed-wire fences annex thousands of dunams of grazing land.

3) He saw hundreds of productive olive trees cut down on private Palestinian land, far more than any military order authorized, apparently by a contractor paid from the defense budget.

4) IDF units include soldiers who ideologically sympathize with the settlers and stand by, or even help.

5) He calls this pattern organized, sophisticated, government-funded activity with a long-term strategic goal: clearing most of the West Bank of Palestinian presence and annexing it. He explicitly frames it as ethnic cleansing.

6) Ben-Yishai writes that if this group succeeds, his grandchildren and great-grandchildren will live in a binational Middle Eastern state where Jews are a minority.

The piece is shockingly blunt for a middle of the road military correspondent. This is not Haaretz or +972. This is Ynet and Ron Ben-Yishai. I was really stunned to see this. Hopefully some normie Israelis are waking up to the horror of what Israel is doing.

[Natalie Strecker @JerseyPSC]

Reminder of Issa Amro's, one of Time Magazine's Top 100 people 2025, talk this Thursday, 12th March, 6:30pm at the Town Hall, St Helier. It is sure to be an inspiring evening.

Please support and share.

#JerseyCI

[Dr. Ezzideen @ezzingaza]

She entered the room quietly. At first glance I thought she was forty. Perhaps a little more. The kind of face one sees on women who have already lived through many winters.

I asked her age. She answered softly: “Twenty-six.”
For a moment I did not understand the words. Twenty-six.
I looked again at her face, as if time had written the wrong number upon it. She was younger than me. And suddenly an uncomfortable thought came to me.

If she is younger than I am, and this is her face what must my own face look like?
Perhaps I should go home and look in the mirror again.
What has this young woman already seen in her short life for time to leave such marks on her face? What burdens has she carried for her voice to sound like the voice of someone who has already lived fifty years?

This was not the first time I had noticed such a thing.
In the clinic I often try to guess the age of those who sit before me. It has become a quiet habit. I look at the face. I choose a number. Then I ask.

In Gaza the numbers rarely match. But there is something else.
It happens most often with women.

War claims to strike everyone equally. But suffering, it seems, knows how to choose its shoulders.

The hands of these women were not meant to spend their days lighting small fires beneath metal pots beside thin tents. They were meant to be held.

They were not meant to stand in crowded lines for bread. Bread was meant to be placed before them with kindness.

They were not meant to carry whole families upon their backs while the earth trembles beneath them.

And yet they do.

Women who wake before dawn searching for water. Women who cook beside fragile tent walls while smoke climbs slowly into the sky. Women who quiet their children during bombardments while their own hearts tremble in silence.

Women who grow old before their time.

When I look at their faces I remember another moment in history.

A man was walking toward his execution. Women were weeping in the crowd.

He turned to them and said:

“Daughters of Jerusalem, do not weep for me; weep for yourselves and for your children.”
Luke 23:28

Sometimes, when I sit in the clinic and look at the faces of the women here, I feel that those words have never stopped echoing.

They have simply found a new place to live. Today the world calls it Women’s Day.

Peace to the women of this earth.

And peace, all peace, to the women of Gaza.

#WomensDay #WoundedGaza

[Bailiwick Express @bailiwickxpress]

WATCH: “We have a history of standing firm in the face of oppression” https://t.co/Ip0tFnaEjJ

[Omar Hamad | عُـمَـرْ 𓂆 @OmarHamadD]

I stand, my pen alone, like Gaza and its children. I never expected that when I wrote poetry ten years ago, I would end up writing about my death and the death of my town, Beit Hanoun, as if I were composing the final certificate of absence. I never expected that words of love would one day turn into oppression, that ink would become ash, and that I would stretch my fingers into my wound to borrow from it the color of a poem. I never expected to dream while death held me, to die while trying to save a poem—a poem about a hand holding a rose, a poem about a skull in a mother’s hands, a poem about scattered body parts with no known owner, a poem about life amidst bursts of bullets, a poem about a sack of flour, a poem about a tent’s roof, a poem about a displaced person without a tent, about a tent without land.

To be a poet from Gaza means that if you do not die from the bombing, you will die from longing for the place of your birth. To be a poet from Gaza means you must strike your own heart every day to restore its pulse. To be a poet from Gaza means you must close your eyes and write about the remains, the skulls, the burned bodies. To be a poet from Gaza means you must die a hundred times every day. To be a poet from Gaza means that even if a word comes out trembling, it is stronger than the rubble.

[New York Post @nypost]

Dancers reenact the ICE shooting of Renee Good and Alex Pretti through performance protest

[Omar Hamad | عُـمَـرْ 𓂆 @OmarHamadD]

The journey of building the first library during the genocide was not born in a single moment. It was a series of journeys through death and displacement. I lived the hardest moments of my life from the very first day I was forced to flee my hometown of Beit Hanoun, carrying my books on my back. From one place to another, I rescued books from the inferno that consumed everything and spared nothing.

Today, after more than 13 displacements — more than 13 moving deaths — we have succeeded in building the first library during the genocide in Gaza.

I wish I could offer my soul to every person who believed in us and supported us to complete this dream. But I have nothing in my hands except these words, through which I want to scatter all my beautiful sentences like flowers at the feet of every person who helped us.

@phoenixlibrary1

[Natalie Strecker @JerseyPSC]

We have the absolute privilege of hosting my good friend, my inspiration and multiple award winning Human Rights Defender and one of Time Magazine's Top 100 People of 2025, @Issaamro, described as Palestine's Ghandhi, who was also one of my character witnesses during my recent trial. Issa featured in Louis Theroux's 2025 documentary on Settlers. We are also delighted to be welcoming back my dear sister in the struggle, award winning Israeli director, playwright & actress, Einat Weizman. It is sure to be an inspiring night that will feed our souls and provide an example of resilience, determination, Sumud (steadfastness) & give us much needed hope during these challenging times.

#ExistenceIsResistance

[Husam Zomlot @hzomlot]

Gaza today. This is not a natural disaster. This is an ongoing genocide.
A harsh winter bears down on displaced families. Heavy rain and flooding sweep away fragile tents, leaving hundreds of thousands exposed — their homes, livelihoods, and safety already erased.
At least 15 people, including three babies, have died from hypothermia in December alone. International organisations report the spread of disease and deadly cold claiming lives, while Israel continues to block the entry of tents, blankets, and winter supplies.
Over 1.9 million people are living in inadequate conditions with nowhere to shelter from the cold.
#StopGenocideInGaza

[Dr. Hussam Abu Safiya د.حسام أبو صفية @HussamAbuSafiya]

A year has passed since the detention of my father,
In this white coat, he walked alone amidst death, destruction, and in front of tanks—not because he was fearless, but because his oath and his humanity were greater than any fear. He refused to abandon the children and the wounded at Hospital , and for that, he was detained.
This image is a testament to the courage of the man who was the last line of defense for life, and it is the very same scene that ended with his unjust arrest.
A full year of injustice has passed. Today, we ask for nothing but his freedom. Please share his story to keep his voice alive.

[Owen Jones @owenjonesjourno]

Greta Thunberg has been arrested for supporting the Palestine Action hunger strikers.

Because in the world we live in, Western leaders can arm a genocide and walk free - while Greta Thunberg is arrested as a dangerous terrorist supporter.

[Alfonso Cuaron @alfonsocuaron]

A devastating reconstruction of an atrocity in Gaza, built from the real emergency calls of a child whose voice refuses to be silenced. A fundamental film for our times. #TheVoiceofHindRajab opens in select theaters December 17.
I’m honored to stand behind this film.

[#WOMENSART @womensart1]

Zine making is part of a long tradition of feminist/ DIY self publishing...Artist Claude Cahun illustration by Jenny Howe/Sian Williams for 'Shape & Situate: Posters of Inspirational Women in Europe' zine #womensart

[Dr. Ezzideen @ezzingaza]

And now, I must add this.
The fear I wrote of has come to pass.
The poet’s heart, which trembled at the thought of fire, was not mistaken.

The army came, gave their thirty minutes, and then struck until the house was dust.
The family fled with nothing but their breath, leaving the shelves behind like children abandoned in a burning house.
And then the fire came.

The library is gone.
Not merely threatened, gone.

And as I write these words, I feel the cold weight of history pressing on my chest, because I have read this page before.
I saw it in Alexandria, when the scrolls were burned.
I saw it in Baghdad, when the Tigris ran black with ink.
I saw it wherever tyrants feared memory more than they feared swords.

Do you see?
This is history repeating itself, the same cruelty, the same arrogance that believes by burning the words you can unmake the people.
But you cannot.
You never could.

And so what I wrote before is no longer lamentation, it is testimony for the trial of the world.
Let it be written that in Gaza, memory itself was hunted.
Let it be written that the books burned, and that those who burned them will be remembered by name.

This is not merely the destruction of paper, this is the murder of centuries, the execution of thought, the attempted erasure of a soul.

And yet, listen, even in this silence the ashes speak.
They rise like prophets, accusing heaven and earth.
They whisper of every library burned before them, every memory crushed before them, and they say:

“We endure. We rise from Alexandria. We rise from Baghdad. We rise from Gaza.”

And I swear to you, the day will come when the world will tremble at these ashes, not because of their grief, but because of their truth.
For the books are dead, but they are not silent.

#GazaGenocide