If anybody is still talking to Gila will you let them know that Deg was aware of their atrocious behavior towards us and was extremely disappointed in the friend they turned out to be to us all. And that they can shove their tears up their ass. Thanks.
Me: [spending every night for 6 weeks at the hospital with Deg and not even considering anyone else’s needs including my own]
Gila: you haven’t even asked how I’m doing
Me: Please just leave me alone, I want to die
Gila: Lemme say one last terrible thing in public
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Kid of Jesus March attendee was playing on wall covered in mace & touched his eyes. Dad pretty much was like you are strong, God's got you, as we washed his eyes out. He used the opportunity to tell us how he used to be an atheist, with little regard 4 kid in pain. Disturbing
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That account is impossible to manage beyond just consistently maintaining Normandale content. I have no idea what to do with it most of the time.
I’m tired
Can’t shitpost on main right now because I have to keep that account Very Serious 🫡 for the public, which is exhausting. I never wanted to be the manager of the landing page for Normandale info. Fuck whoever doxxed me to the media that night (PPB)
“Why don’t you delete the account then?”
Because it’s too late. It spiraled out of control and immediately became the hub for countering disinformation about a murder. I feel I have an obligation to my dead friend, to maintain a record of the truth. Unfortunately, it’s there
It would be ethical for us to assume people make missteps not out of malice but out of ignorance. It’s not like Portland makes it easy, with its inclination to go scorched earth on every issue.
I don’t know for sure what is going on with FPP right now. It *appears* that Jad is out, and I’m inclined to believe that’s true. I do know for sure that Jad is openly working to sabotage both Zaytuna and FPP. Zaytuna is not a subgroup of FPP: they are not affiliated at all.
People new to organizing should be afforded a sliver of grace to understand where they may have misstepped or unwittingly allowed a misunderstanding to run wild. It’s not reasonable to expect brand new people to immediately get everything perfectly right.
Heartbreaking for me, my niece Ahlam has ascended to God. She was martyred, far from her bed, home, and neighbourhood, displaced in south Gaza. I wrote about her a few weeks ago as she became sick due to a lack of food and water. After a week, she was hospitalized, and today, she surrendered, a victim of the starvation war Israel has waged on Palestinians. She held a Master's degree in literature, was compassionate and sensitive. Ambitious, she aspired to pursue PhD studies in literature. She was killed... As a child, she resembled a doll; I often carried her to the small shop around the corner. Do not cry for me, I am strong, but share the truth. Know the truth. Remember her name, Ahlam, which means dreams. Ahlam has left us, and now you are left with a choice: to be on the right side of history or otherwise. There is no other option.