@taraisredacted If from the river to the sea will be asshole and cockroach free, that means he and all the zios will never step foot in Palestine ever again, God-willing
A new Palestinian Feminist Collective report concludes that sexualized violence, including rape and sexual enslavement, has been used by Zionist militias and later the Israeli state as a deliberate tool of displacement, domination, torture, and control—from the Nakba to the present. The report demonstrates that the sexual humiliation, torture, rape, blackmail, and targeting of Palestinians since October 2023 are not aberrations but the continuation of a longstanding, institutionalized architecture of settler colonial violence.
What @MarkJCarney isn't telling you is that Canada's government has the fiscal capacity to build tens of thousands of social housing units to alleviate the housing crisis.
Prime Minister Goldman Sachs would rather increase military spending radically and bail out developers than build social housing.
The Liberal Party has a secret to ruling Canada: campaign on the left, then govern on the right.
From Mackenzie King to the Trudeaus to Carney, @Martin_Lukacs breaks down a century of Liberals posturing as progressives—only to serve as faithful servants of the corporate elite.
Children were not named in the UN report out of fear that Israel would bomb their families.
UN: "The hardest decision we had to make in completing this report was.. not to name the Palestinian children, whose deaths, injuries & suffering we describe.. we didn't name them because we feared the consequences for their families"
This is a totally fabricated issue. It's completely made up and manipulated by ruthless, malicious Zionist organizations in Canada to distract from Israel's massive crimes against humanity and to justify shutting down civil liberties of Canadians to shield Israel from well-deserved criticism.
@IndJewishVoices@JewsSayNo
Bill C18 must be reversed. It has backfired. It is dangerous and is leaving a massive vacuum filled by misinformation and disinformation. I shouldn’t have to use a VPN to access news on social media in Canada. @DropSiteNews 👇
Israeli settlement council admits to systemic ritual sexual abuse of children following bombshell media investigation
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The Gush Etzion Regional Council in the occupied West Bank has issued an unprecedented public admission acknowledging severe, multi-participant ritualistic sexual abuse within the settler community, which involved the gang-rape of children. The official statement marks a dramatic reversal for the settlement’s leadership, which had spent years systematically denying and dismissing allegations of sadistic abuse.
The official acknowledgment follows a damning investigative report by journalist Roni Singer on Israel's Kan 11 channel, which aired identical testimonies from five independent victims detailing organized, ritualistic assaults. Confronted with recorded evidence and professional corroboration, the council released a statement denouncing the perpetrators and describing the uncovered acts as "pure evil and a moral distortion."
In an effort to manage the immense public fallout, the settler council published crisis hotline numbers and urged further victims to come forward. The media exposure and subsequent admission are expected to force Israeli police to reopen previously shelved complaints and expand criminal investigations into what is emerging as one of the most organized abuse scandals inside the settlement enterprise.
🚨BREAKING: A Palestinian girl in Gaza wore her orange Eid dress, waiting to celebrate Eid al-Adha with her family. Minutes later, an Israeli missile struck their building, killing them all.
10 Palestinians were killed and dozens of neighbors injured in the massacre.
Mass surveillance Bill C-22 is one of most significant proposals atm, but is getting little attention.
Bill lays groundwork for giving US warrantless access to data, compels technology providers to build in surveillance tools, strips privacy protections
https://t.co/H0NbBb8buQ
One of the biggest crooks on earth, BlackRock CEO Larry Fink, is calling for trillions in investment in data centers and AI power grids.
He says the money should come from “Americans' savings, pensions, and insurance funds”, all to compete with China, even though the US already has 12 times as many data centers as China.
The billionaires now want to steal from Americans’ to bring about their AI mass surveillance dystopia.
'Tantura. Remember Tantura'
The night of 22–23 May 1948 was warm and still—the kind of evening the village fishermen prayed for. It was the calm before the storm. Tantura slept under a thin moon when the first mortar shells tore the sky open. The Jewish death squads from the Alexandroni Brigade had arrived to execute what Plan Dalet ordered: empty the coast village by village, and burn it to the ground so that no Arab would remain between Yaffa and Haifa. Tantura had only a few military-aged men, a handful of old, rusty rifles, and the sea at its back. That was enough for the Zionists to label it a “stronghold” and sentence it to death.
When the first shells fell—a white flash, a roar—the village of Tantura woke up to hell. Children screamed in rooms suddenly blown open to the sky. Mothers ran barefoot over broken glass, clutching their infants close. Old men stumbled out in their nightshirts with hands raised, crying “Peace! Peace!” in Arabic and broken Hebrew. The answer was bullets. The Alexandroni Brigade swept through the lanes like a pack of half-starved wolves, kicking in doors and shooting anything that moved. A fourteen-year-old boy was shot in his bed; his mother found him with his arms still wrapped around his little sister, both soaked in the same blood. Some men and young boys were executed inside their own homes, while the Jewish militants trampled over their bodies to loot cupboards for gold, silver, or any bounty worth a shekel. By morning, the resistance was over.
By the first pale light of dawn, the shooting stopped. Forty or fifty village guards lay soaked in blood where they fell. The remaining men—fathers, brothers, young boys—were dragged from their houses, their hands bound tightly with wire. Women wailed the names of their husbands, fathers, and sons until their voices cracked. Children trying to run to their fathers were violently beaten back with rifle butts.
The women…The Jewish soldiers could not resist. In the documentary Tantura, their voices drop to whispers even now, more than half a century after the shame should have burned them alive. One man, his eyes wet, admitted: “After we finished the men… some of us took the pretty girls behind the dunes. We told the others to hold the families back. There was crying, terrible crying. We did what we wanted. Then we shot them too so there would be no witnesses.” Another soldier interrupted him, angry and defensive: “It was war. They would have done the same to our sisters.”
The enemy's terror squads marched the men in groups toward the beach. Some were forced to dig shallow graves in the sand. Then the shooting started. This was not the chaotic fire of battle; it was calm and methodical. They shot them in bursts of three and five. When the magazines ran dry, the Alexandroni henchmen reloaded without hurry—the way ungodly men reload when they know no one will ever stop them. When ammunition ran low, they used bayonets. A survivor hidden inside a barrel heard the wet sounds and the soldiers’ heavy breathing. Years later, one of them, still proud and gleeful, recounted on camera: “I stuck one Arab after another Arab. You push hard and twist; it comes out easier.” The sand drank the blood of the martyrs so fast it looked black. Bodies toppled forward, some remaining on their knees with foreheads pressed to the earth, as if in one final, permanent prostration.
One man tried to run; a bullet took off the back of his skull, scattering his brains across the sand. Another, wounded in the stomach, crawled toward the waves, leaving a deep red furrow behind him until a Jewish militant stepped forward and ended his life with a pistol shot to the temple. From his hiding place, one survivor counted more than three hundred shots before the silence came.
Some men were taken to the low wall by the cemetery and lined up in rows. They were shot in the back of the head at point-blank range, their blood running toward the ocean and turning the hushed, calm waves crimson.
The women, holding babies tightly to their breasts, were forced to watch alongside small children while the enemy laughed and took photographs. Then, they were driven out. Barefoot, bleeding, raped, and battered, they were forced to flee toward Fureidis with babies in their arms. Behind them, the village burned to the ground. Black smoke rose against the morning sky, carrying the heavy scent of burning wood and burning flesh for miles.
By noon, the bulldozers arrived. Houses that had stood for centuries were flattened in minutes. The mosque was dynamited. The bodies in the sand were covered with a thin layer of earth and lime. Within weeks, Kibbutz Nahsholim and the resort beach called Dor were built on top of the graves. Jewish children from Europe, fresh from the death camps, planted lawns and palm trees over the bones of Tantura’s sons and daughters. A parking lot sealed the largest pit. Sunbathers now spread their towels where the blood once soaked the sand.
That was Tantura.
A whole village murdered and erased in less than a day so that a racist colonial project could claim a few more kilometres of stolen coastline. The men who gave the orders went on to become ministers and generals in the state that calls itself Israel. The Jewish terrorists who pulled the triggers lived long lives, later bragging and laughing on tape about what “had to be done.”
One of the wretched henchmen was later filmed standing at the water’s edge in Tantura, staring at the waves as though he could still hear the chorus of mourning rising behind him. He whispered, almost to himself: “I can’t swim here anymore. The sea… it remembers.”
And the sea does remember. Every seventh wave, stronger than the rest, rolls in and back, rolls in and back, washing the sand as if trying, decade after decade, to uncover the truth buried beneath. The survivors and their children carry the memory in exile, while the world pretends it never happened.
There is no “two sides” to this massacre. There is no “complexity” to lining civilians against a wall and shooting them so you can take their homes and colonize their land.
Tantura was not a battle. It was an execution. It was ethnic cleansing with the ocean and heavens as witnesses.
And the waves still break on that shore, washing over the bones, whispering the names the Jewish murder squads tried to bury:
Tantura. Remember Tantura.
The Pentagon is buying “unprecedented” ownership stakes in Canadian mining companies.
Nessie Nankivell tracks how Canada’s critical minerals are being extracted to build weapons for the U.S. military—all while the Canadian government is helping fund these projects. https://t.co/ZtFFWUCL1z
I have watched Israel decapitate children, burn people alive, rape people to death, maul a disabled man to death with dogs, bomb schools, starve an entire population, and shoot children in the head, but somehow I'm supposed to believe that Ben-Gvir's actions "aren't the spirit of Israel."
Updates from The Sameer Project team in the last two weeks:
- 13 year old relative of team member hung himself and died, may he rest in peace
- The cousin of a team member was killed by a drone, may he rest in peace
- One of our team members got injured yesterday with shrapnel in his arms and hit his head from a car bombing in Gaza City
- One of our bus drivers got hit with a metal rod on his head today because there was no space in the free bus we provide
When our team member went to the police station to report the bus incident, the station was full of boys from age 11 to 15 years old who were accused of stealing.
Levels of desperation are high and the mental health of Palestinians in Gaza is extremely low from a genocide that surpassed the 2.5 years.
On top of all this, mutual aid groups are closing or significantly decreasing their distributions.
Nothing to say but Hasbi Allah wa Nema Alwakeel (Allah is sufficient for me, and He is the best Disposer of affairs).