It's been 1000 days since the genocide in Gaza began.
During this time, I lost my job as a doctor in London, had my medical licence suspended, was arrested 5 times, charged and now awaiting a criminal trial in the courts of occupied Britain.
And I can't begin to explain how pathetically insignificant that all is compared to a single second in Gaza.
Where the equivalent of ~10 nuclear bombs has been dropped on a piece of land you can drive through in 30 minutes.
Where hundreds of thousands have been martyred.
Hospitals, schools, mosques, churches, orphanages bombed.
Men, women, and children sniped, starved, bombed, burned, kidnapped, tortured, raped, and displaced by 'israel'.
A campaign of total erasure against a native population of whom 50% are children broadcasted to the entire world. Waged by foreign invaders against Palestinians because they are not jewish.
And it continues.
1000 days and 78 years of genocide and occupation.
1000 days and 78 years of Palestinian steadfastness, resistance, and bravery.
All I can say is I wish I could have done more—that humanity could have done more. And I pray we live to witness the end of 'israel' and the religious supremacist ideology of zionism.
Palestinians are still fighting and so will we.
And victory is but an hour's patience.
Israel is not doing "self-defense" in Lebanon. They're invading Lebanon. They are not the victims, they are the aggressors.
Framing their brazen invasion as self-defense means you're not an objective reporter, you're a propagandist for the Israelis.
How will you continue your day after hearing that a father in Gaza, trapped beneath the rubble, begged rescuers not to save him?
Not because he had lost hope in life, but because he could hear his daughters’ final breaths beneath the debris. Their tiny hands were holding his in the darkness, as if pleading with him one last time. He was the father who had always been their safe refuge, yet this time he was powerless to pull them from the dust and shattered concrete.
Only his head was visible above the wreckage. He looked into the eyes of the rescuers, his own eyes exhausted by fear and helplessness, and said:
“Leave me… my daughters are here… I do not want to come out alone.”
What heart can bear such a scene? What language can describe the agony of a father who realizes he is losing his daughters one by one, while still holding their hands until they grow cold, unable to offer rescue or even one final embrace?
How will your day go on after knowing this story? How will you sit at your table in peace, or laugh at something trivial, knowing that somewhere there was a father whose last wish was not to survive alone?
And the question that continues to haunt the human conscience remains:
How much pain must the world witness before it finally hears the cry of a single father there?
The IOF shot his little son in the head. Shot him in the leg. Prevented him from calling an ambulance.
Then threw him in an abandoned area— his son's body in a black bag next to him.
This is what they do to non-jews.
This is what Western taxes fund.
The government of Lebanon just filed a formal complaint with the United Nations because Israel sprayed tens of thousands of pounds of poisonous cancer causing chemicals all over Lebanese farm lands.
If you still think this has ANYTHING to do with Hezbollah you're stupid.
Görüntüler Batı Şeria'nın Nablus şehrine bağlı Hawwara kasabasından,israil askeri Filistin'li genci ailesinin yanında zorla kaçırmak istiyor, genç itiraz edince orada yargısız infaz yaparak katlediyor, dünya, israil terörünü konuşmuyor !
1 of the most heartbreaking videos I’ve seen in a while.
The lady describes a Palestinian man buried under rubble with only his head visible but underneath his dead daughters have hold of his hands and he just wants to die with them.
Horrific 💔💔😓😓
One of the most brutal scenes in human history has been leaked.
Footage from an Israeli aircraft shows thousands of starving Palestinians running towards an aid truck, before it bombs and kills them all.
A video that the world must never forget.