Gaza, 7 de octubre, alrededor del mediodía.
Cada coche que ven aquí fue robado de casas israelíes. Algunos transportaban rehenes. Otros, los cuerpos de los rehenes.
Mientras tanto, la masacre en Israel seguía en marcha. Mujeres eran violadas, familias enteras eran quemadas vivas y niños secuestrados en pijama.
Mírenlos. Miren su alegría, su afán por acercarse a la masacre, por tocarla con sus propias manos y formar parte de ella.
Estos son los monstruos de Gaza.
No se atrevan a olvidar quiénes son.
Vía @NoaMagid
Let me introduce you to a brave hero from my country, Iran.
She was 16 years old. Just a girl. And on the streets of Iran, she did something braver than most people do in a lifetime: she took off her hijab and burned it in public. Right in front of the regime. Right in front of the world.
That was her crime: civil disobedience. A teenage girl refusing to obey men who claimed authority over her hair, her body, her life.
Her message spoke for millions of Iranian women:
To every man who rules over women in the name of religion, honor, or culture: We do not obey you. Your laws were never made for us.
This is what real power looks like: unarmed, unafraid, unbowed.
For that defiance, she was arrested. Her family says she was tortured and killed after falling into the hands of security forces. The Iranian authorities denied responsibility and gave a different account of her death.
Her name was Nika Shakarami. She was 16.
Now ask yourself: How many women in the West know her name? How many know what she risked for a freedom they have never had to fight for?
Say her name: Nika Shakarami.
I will never let the world forget how thousands of Gazan civilians surrounded Arbel Yehoud, an Israeli hostage who had been held for 482 days, on the day she was freed.
They spat on her, beat her, and tried to murder her.
Remember that the next time someone calls them victims.