Me@w

[Susiesue91 @buffyslayer91]

What kind of twisted soul do you have to be to justify genocide based on a HYPOTHETICALS?? You people are sick.

Israel is starving REAL people.. babies, mothers, the elderly… right now. That’s not speculation. That’s reality. And instead of condemning this horror, you deflect with imagined scenarios to excuse mass murder????
You say “never forget”? Never forget that over 2 million Palestinians are trapped, bombed, starved, and dehumanized while people like you cheer from behind a screen.

[Hamza Yusuf @Hamza_a96]

It took mass starvation in Gaza for some to finally speak out.

The charred bodies, decapitated babies, amputations, mass graves, limbless bodies, relentless carpet bombing, torture, extermination and near-total destruction were all tolerable - until now.

Shame.

[Me@w @catikin]

@piersmorgan @WHO @UNICEF

[Translating Falasteen (Palestine) @translatingpal]

‼️Zain, a 10-year-old Palestinian boy, has taken on the role of both parents as he cares for his younger siblings injured in the Israeli occupation’s bombing of the Al-Awqaf displacement center, which was sheltering hundreds of families.

The Israeli attack killed 16 people, including 3 men, 5 women, and 7 children, and injured dozens. Inside the reception area of the Baptist Hospital, Zain crouches to hold his wounded little brother, wiping tears from his face, while comforting his crying sister, telling her their mother will be there soon. With no adult left to hold them, Zain became their only protection in a world collapsing around them.

Source: nahed_hajjaj99 (IG)

[Me@w @catikin]

@piersmorgan @UNICEF @WHO

[Dr. Ezzideen @ezzingaza]

There is no medicine left here. Not for the body. Not for the soul.

I have long spoken of the disintegration of Gaza’s hospitals: how we labor beneath roofs that leak shrapnel, beside beds where children lie half-alive. The World Health Organization calls it a collapse. Collapse is too gentle a word.
This is annihilation.

Today, at Ahli Al-Arabi Hospital, we lost the last of our saline.

Yes, saline. Salt and water. The most elemental tool of medicine.
Without it, we cannot hydrate the sick, cleanse a wound, keep a child alive through the night.
Without it, our hands are not healing hands. They are hands that bury the living.

This morning, a boy was carried in, limp and burning with fever.
His father had wrapped his leg in a torn T-shirt soaked with old blood.
We had no IV solution. No sterile wash. We used boiled water and a prayer.
I looked at the boy’s eyes. He did not cry. He had passed beyond crying.

In another room, a mother whispered that she feeds her infant boiled lentil water.
Not out of neglect. Out of poverty. Out of starvation.
Formula now costs more than the monthly aid they no longer receive.
She cradled her child with the tender silence of someone who has already rehearsed the funeral.

Forty-six children with impetigo passed through our doors today.
We gave them what we could: compresses, sympathy, and lies we hoped they wouldn’t recognize.

At Al-Shifa, we are down to our final doses of Decortin.
Doctors ration them with the same arithmetic used in war. Who is most likely to live?
Who can be sacrificed quietly?

But this is what I cannot make peace with:

We have run out of saltwater.
Not morphine. Not blood. Saltwater.
We have salt in our tears, but not in our clinics.
And with it, we have run out of excuses. Out of illusions.
There is nothing left to mask the truth. This is no longer a crisis. It is a crime.
A crime committed not just by siege or bomb, but by silence.

Where is the world?
Where are the voices that spoke of humanity, of law, of God?

You want numbers? I will not give them.
Numbers dehumanize. They make the dead easier to digest.

Instead, I give you this:
The sound of a child gasping through dust.
The look in a nurse’s eyes as she realizes she has nothing left to offer.
The quiet, unbearable dignity of a people condemned to die tidily, without spectacle.

This is not a plea.
It is an accusation.

#GazaGenocide‌

[Dr. Ezzideen @ezzingaza]

There is no medicine left here. Not for the body. Not for the soul.

I have long spoken of the disintegration of Gaza’s hospitals: how we labor beneath roofs that leak shrapnel, beside beds where children lie half-alive. The World Health Organization calls it a collapse. Collapse is too gentle a word.
This is annihilation.

Today, at Ahli Al-Arabi Hospital, we lost the last of our saline.

Yes, saline. Salt and water. The most elemental tool of medicine.
Without it, we cannot hydrate the sick, cleanse a wound, keep a child alive through the night.
Without it, our hands are not healing hands. They are hands that bury the living.

This morning, a boy was carried in, limp and burning with fever.
His father had wrapped his leg in a torn T-shirt soaked with old blood.
We had no IV solution. No sterile wash. We used boiled water and a prayer.
I looked at the boy’s eyes. He did not cry. He had passed beyond crying.

In another room, a mother whispered that she feeds her infant boiled lentil water.
Not out of neglect. Out of poverty. Out of starvation.
Formula now costs more than the monthly aid they no longer receive.
She cradled her child with the tender silence of someone who has already rehearsed the funeral.

Forty-six children with impetigo passed through our doors today.
We gave them what we could: compresses, sympathy, and lies we hoped they wouldn’t recognize.

At Al-Shifa, we are down to our final doses of Decortin.
Doctors ration them with the same arithmetic used in war. Who is most likely to live?
Who can be sacrificed quietly?

But this is what I cannot make peace with:

We have run out of saltwater.
Not morphine. Not blood. Saltwater.
We have salt in our tears, but not in our clinics.
And with it, we have run out of excuses. Out of illusions.
There is nothing left to mask the truth. This is no longer a crisis. It is a crime.
A crime committed not just by siege or bomb, but by silence.

Where is the world?
Where are the voices that spoke of humanity, of law, of God?

You want numbers? I will not give them.
Numbers dehumanize. They make the dead easier to digest.

Instead, I give you this:
The sound of a child gasping through dust.
The look in a nurse’s eyes as she realizes she has nothing left to offer.
The quiet, unbearable dignity of a people condemned to die tidily, without spectacle.

This is not a plea.
It is an accusation.

#GazaGenocide‌

[Omar Hamad | عُـمَـرْ 𓂆 @OmarHamadD]

The most despicable form of genocide has recently come to light with the spread of a drug called Oxycodone among the population. Israel has reportedly been smuggling it in through bags of flour provided as aid.

As a pharmacist, let me explain what this drug is: it belongs to the opioid family and is used to relieve severe pain when regular painkillers fail—especially for cancer patients.

But the problem with this drug is that it acts on specific receptors in the nervous system, causing severe addiction, a decrease in heart rate, impaired awareness and consciousness, and dangerous respiratory depression.

Its side effects are numerous and can transform a person into something unrecognizable—a shell of who they were.

It has also been revealed that the drug is not only hidden inside flour bags, but the flour itself appears to be mixed with it.

Our battle with them is not only a battle of weapons, but also a battle of awareness and consciousness. They are masters at numbing our minds, distorting our perception, and using every means possible to erase our collective awareness and turn us against one another.

[Jackson Hinkle 🇺🇸 @jacksonhinkle]

🚨🇮🇱 🇮🇷 BREAKING: Former U.S. President Bill Clinton: Netanyahu long wanted to fight Iran because that way he can stay in office.

[HaShem @HaShem_GAZA_]

@AdameMedia MC Abdul - Shouting At The Wall

[Chris Doyle @Doylech]

A week is a really long time in Bibi World

[John @JuanL95]

Just punched my neighbor in the face preemptively in the middle of the night. Just in case he tries to punch me 1st. I have a right to defend myself. Please pray for me 🙏🏼.

Oh and now that I did that, he better not try and hit me back or I’ll call the cops to destroy him. Because I pay the chief of police and the sergeants millions and they’re in my back pocket. 🫵😉

[Rothmus 🏴 @Rothmus]

💯

@LibertariansDP

[Sam Haselby @samhaselby]

In world history, has a nation ever made it illicit to criticize a foreign country? Just hard to wrap one's head around the weirdness of where we are.

[Piers Morgan @piersmorgan]

There is one way to ensure accurate media coverage of your conduct in Gaza - let international journalists in so they can see for themselves.

[Memes Of Pakistan @memes0fpakistan]

Urdu is Very Easy.
Also Urdu,
Acha - (I see)
Acha- (Okay)
Achaa? - (Really?)
Oh Acha- (No way)
achaa - (Good)
Acha G- (Got it)
Acha G?- (Oh Really?)
Acha Acha - (I understand it)
Acha Naa - (Okay Leave)
Hmm Acha - (Let me think)

[Wajahat Kazmi @KazmiWajahat]

WTF 😂😂😂

[Morgan J. Freeman @mjfree]

An absolute masterpiece 👏👏👏

[stargazer @meriyumyum]

Indian Navy at Lahore port be like:
Meri kishti wahan dubi jahan pani nahi tha

[Fiza @fizakkhann]

The genocide is in its final stage. Any remaining people in Gaza are either starving to death or being intensely bombed. An entire indigenous population exterminated right before our eyes and we did nothing. Nothing.