"We were supposed to see Gaza flooded with aid. Instead, we saw Gaza flooded in sewage.
We were supposed to see relief for a people who have endured unimaginable pain. Instead, we see continued suffering. Premeditated, imposed suffering.
As you watch these images of Gaza, remember what the people in them have gone through. Bereaved families who lost loved ones. Children who lost limbs. Communities displaced repeatedly. People living among the remains of those killed and the ruins of their past lives.
How much more cruelty can Israel impose before it is forced to stop?"
Israel is still bombing hospitals.
Israel is still bombing hospitals.
Israel is still bombing hospitals.
Israel is still bombing hospitals.
Israel is still bombing hospitals.
Israel is still bombing hospitals.
Israel is still bombing hospitals.
Israel is still bombing hospitals.
Israel has once again bombed the Nasser Hospital in Gaza.
At least six people have died with 20+ others wounded. Dr. Rizk Abu Shaira, who featured in the documentary ‘American Doctor’, was killed in the strike.
📸: Abed Rahim Khatib
I broke down while filming these scenes. I couldn't bear the scale of the suffering unfolding before my eyes. I tried my best to amplify these families' voices, but what I witnessed was beyond words.
Children soaked, tents completely flooded, and families left exposed to the cold and rain. The world is not just witnessing this tragedy; it is complicit through its silence.
Watch the report for yourselves.
Ms. Rachel: “Can we take a second to think about how if we were freezing cold in tents and they were flooded and our babies were going to freeze and there’s a government, the Israeli government, that won’t let the warm supplies through so more kids are gonna die and we’re just like, all the nations, all the people, all the leaders, just like yeah that’s gonna happen again. You and I should not be ashamed that we are loud and we are constantly saying stop”
GAZZE’DE BİR ÇOCUK SOĞUKTAN ÖLDÜ!
GAZZE’DE BİR ÇOCUK SOĞUKTAN ÖLDÜ!
GAZZE’DE BİR ÇOCUK SOĞUKTAN ÖLDÜ!
GAZZE’DE BİR ÇOCUK SOĞUKTAN ÖLDÜ!
GAZZE’DE BİR ÇOCUK SOĞUKTAN ÖLDÜ!
GAZZE’DE BİR ÇOCUK SOĞUKTAN ÖLDÜ!
I admit that I completely broke down today. I cried uncontrollably. I couldn’t hold myself together after witnessing what I saw with my own eyes.
Today, we went to film a journalistic report inside the displacement tents along the seashore. I swear, what we witnessed was beyond what any human being should have to endure.
I saw men crying bitterly. Men I had never seen cry when they lost their children or when their homes were destroyed. Today, I saw them crying because they were powerless to do the simplest thing: protect their children from the water and the cold.
We spoke to families who told us they had spent the entire night carrying their children in their arms after floodwater covered the floors of their tents and soaked their mattresses. They couldn’t find a single dry place to put their children. They couldn’t even give them a few hours of sleep.
I saw children no older than five, without proper clothes to protect them from the cold, without heating, and without a dry place to sleep. Children shivering inside tents that cannot keep out the rain, protect them from the wind, or provide even the most basic sense of safety.
What more must happen for this world to act? How much more suffering must people endure before someone remembers that they are human beings?
I am sick of this world. I am sick of its hypocrisy and empty slogans. To hell with a world that talks endlessly about human rights while leaving children to drown inside their tents. To hell with everyone who has witnessed this suffering and chosen silence, and to hell with the governments and institutions that have the power to act but continue to turn their backs on us.
Last night was one of the worst nights Gaza has seen. The bombs have never stopped raining down on them, and when the actual rain fell upon them, their tents flooded. So many missing limbs, all missing loved ones, most without homes. And the world just pretended it stopped. I didn’t even post an image with people this time because they’re sick of showing us images of themselves in desperation without action on our part. A reminder to you and me to not forget them because they’re no longer in your feed.
The murder of a child is a pain no parent should have to endure, let alone from thousands of miles away.
Javits Frimpong’s mother deserves to say goodbye to her son in person. I just got off the phone with President Trump and he has agreed to grant her visa immediately.
All of New York City is mourning this tragedy.
Javits Frimpong
Javits Frimpong
Javits Frimpong
Javits Frimpong
Javits Frimpong
Javits Frimpong
Javits Frimpong
Javits Frimpong
Javits Frimpong
Javits Frimpong
MY HEART IS SHATTERED NO WORDS CAN DESCRIBE THIS — RIP LITTLE PRINCE. I PRAY ALL YOUR DREAMS COME TRUE IN HEAVEN 😭💔💔
i’m so deeply hurt by this i can’t stop crying this poor boy was so scared, running for his life, he was just trying to get to school. this is so painful omg he did not deserve this and no amount of justice will be enough