Gaza

One new war takes the world’s focus away from old wars. One new misery makes folk forget old miseries. One new disease makes people forget old diseases. A new sorrow pushes out some of the sadness of old sorrows. Continue reading

Frosty Winds Make Moan

It is a bleak winter in Gaza. Earth stands hard as iron, and water freezing like stone. Seventeen thousand Palestinians who live there will have to spend winter in tents that are now their homes; more than 120,000 homes have been destroyed by air strikes as Israel punishes the people of Gaza for injuries caused by a small minority of them. With every death and every piece of new destruction more Palestinians are driven to extremism against Israel, feeling that fighting is the only option even if fighting involves self-destruction. Continue reading

The Gentle Rain

Until now the summer in London has been hot and fine but today there is a cold rain in August which will be followed by a cold wind in August. The weather of London is not the worst problem in the world, but of course the things that affect us most immediately are the things that grab our attention. It is caused by the remnants of a Floridian hurricane; natuer shaped little by the hand of man.

If I lived in Gaza I would fear bombs, not wind, and if I lived in Iraq I would fear death not just by bombs but also by bullets and beheading. These events are shaped by the ambition and greed of humanity.

The rain is gentle, even the heaviest rain.  Humanity is unforgiving, ruthless and harsh.

The Land Which Hope has Forsaken

For the Palestinians, August is the cruelest month. It mixes death and destruction. Yesterday a cease fire was agreed in Gaza, which was supposed to last for 72 hours but lasted for less than five hours. There was insufficient time for people to bury their dead or to retrieve what possessions were left after their homes and schools and medical centres were shelled. Both sides claim the other was responsible for breaking the cease fire. Continue reading

The Manicured Sophistry of Israel

I am getting tired and depressed listening to representatives of the Israeli government explain, with their manicured sophistry, just how essential it is to protect Israel that Israel should bomb women and children while they sleep in a United Nations shelter in Gaza, and how it is proportionate that the body count of Palestinians exceeds that of Israelis by a factor of twenty and how to describe such body count as disproportionate is “emotive”. Continue reading

Blood Lust and Land Occupied for Eternity

The  Gaza Strip is a very small place that is crowded with more than one and three quarters of a million people. It has a small boundary with Egypt and a much longer boundary with Israel. Its people are imprisoned inside. They cannot cross borders to work and to buy goods. Israel polices the goods that enter and leave Gaza, effectively blockading it, although some goods may enter through Egypt. The people who live in Gaza are dispossessed of their land and their goods by Israel. As a result of what the people of Gaza believe to be an gross injustice, they attack their enemy by sending in crude rockets that occasionally kill Israelis and certainly disrupt their lives and well being. In retaliation Israel bombs houses in Gaza they suspect of launching the rockets, first warning those who live in the houses to leave. Israel claims this an act of self defence. It is much more powerful and prosperous than Gaza. It seems to think that the people of Gaza whose houses are used to launch rockets can prevent the use of their houses to launch rockets. I suspect that the householders of Gaza do not have much say in the matter. Continue reading

Storms and the Concentration Camp of Gaza

Storms and high winds still rage across Britain. They have caught the attention of the news media with the occasional death and a great deal of damage. This is a natural event, although the seeds of it may be sown by the hands of humans. Four thousand miles away a storm has ravaged the concentration camp that we call Gaza, where people are imprisoned without liberty, where their food and medicine is caught in trade embargoes. The seeds of destruction in Gaza and in Israel are without question sown by the hands of humans. As in Britain, there is a short respite from the storm but it will start again. It seems a never ending cycle of storm. When one storm ends nothing is blown away; the darkness and destruction are simply deferred temporarily until they return to batter the concentration camp with more deaths and destruction.