while this ceasefire news is certainly cause for celebration, i do hope that all of us in the west remember that the nightmare is not actually over.
i spoke with my friend siraj @siraj2024 about this and he had this to say:
Despite the announcement of a ceasefire in the Gaza Strip, many residents are still suffering from the devastating repercussions of the war, which has left widespread destruction in homes and infrastructure. Although the truce has contributed to stopping the violent bombing, the reality on the ground still holds great challenges for civilians, as many are still in urgent need of tents as temporary shelter. The destruction of homes as a result of continuous bombing throughout the conflict has left many families in Gaza homeless, and tents are the only solution available to some at the present time. Even with the cessation of fighting, the reconstruction process remains complex and time-consuming, especially in light of the restrictions on construction materials and the deteriorating economic conditions. Therefore, the tent becomes a temporary hope for many families facing harsh conditions.
echoing his point here - it doesn't seem like the blockade, which has only gotten more restrictive since october 2023, will be removed as part of this deal. associated press said last october that under such conditions, it will take gaza 350 years to rebuild itself completely. this isn't even getting into the fact that the iof will definitely escalate attacks in the final days before the ceasefire comes into effect, and almost certainly break the ceasefire afterward.
i don't want us to feel like we have to stop celebrating, but we do have to face the facts. we can carry the hope this news has brought us into action to continue to help the people who need it most. and i hope we can start with siraj. consult this post for my most recent summary of his situation, or read through his blog for more information.
tl;dr is that he had two gofundme campaigns that were unjustly terminated, and he lost around $27,000 USD as a result. he is now fundraising on chuffed. he's a father of three and breadwinner for 23 other people, including 10 children. he's been fundraising for a tent because he lost the means to pay rent for an apartment. tents, along with most supplies, are incredibly expensive due to the blockade. lets start here.
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the biologist autistic realness <333 the fascination with tidal pools and the ocean in gen; the feeling like she was placed in a family rather than born into it; the social disconnect and being okay with it; the feeling more comfortable in nature <333
girl on fire and her dandelion in the spring 🌼
happy hunger games renaissance y’all 🔥 have a rendition of how i imagined book 1 katniss & peeta in my head during my thg trilogy re-read. gosh they were so so young…
Alia Atreides, St Alia of the Knife
“She is the virgin-harlot - witty, vulgur, cruel, as destructive in her whims as a coriolis storm.”
bringing my thread here in honor of the ballad of songbirds and snakes trailer today because the "lucy gray parallels katniss" people are out there and they are wrong, lucy gray baird is peeta mellark and sejanus plinth is katniss everdeen and i will die on this hunger games hill
Added the promised second part y’all!
Is it a tower ? Is it a tunnel ? Up or down, the path only lead forward, toward enlightenment. 🍀🧬
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sorry what’d you say? i was thinking about how peeta had loved katniss from afar for years before he had to make his peace with dying in the same games that he hoped she would win, became gravely ill in those games and wound up under her care, was kissed by the girl he loved so much in front of the entire nation, nearly died with her or for her countless times, committed to a suicide pact with her in a bid for freedom one way or the other, only to find out that her feelings for him were lukewarm at best and really, she was just trying to help them both survive more than anything. and even then, he would do anything for her without expectation of return. he would gather the kindle for her revolution, work to ensure her safety in their second games, and then claw his way back from brainwashed and tortured hell at her request, and still he expects nothing from her because he has always, from the very beginning, understood what love really means
I’ve been making gay knights (and ladies) collages on my phone at work
(Part two)
On the seventh of October I am teacher Mahmoud Atta. I work as a teacher teaching secondary school students.
On October 7th, I was getting ready to go to school. On October 7th, while I was getting ready to go to school, my life was completely turned upside down. Israel declared war on Gaza. After that, they announced their entry into the roads and cities and forced us to leave the city from Khan Yunis to Rafah
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We passed through a road called the Road of Death. Tanks were everywhere. Bullets were raining down. We passed through a road called the Road of Death. Tanks were everywhere. Bullets were raining down. If you survived, your brother would not.
We've all seen the end of the world movies on the big screen. We have all seen end of the world movies on cinema screens, but what we saw was real and not imaginary. I wish it was imaginary.
We finally arrived in Rafah Finally we arrived in Rafah, the safe city as it is called, but where to go? The sea is behind us, the weather is freezing, and the borders are closed with Egypt on the other side and Israel on the third and fourth sides. I found myself making a tent out of nylon for myself and my family.
No water, no electricity, no food, no place to go to the bathroom, no life. I wish I had died sooner.
We returned after a long time to our city.After a long time, we returned to our city. The first sight was that a giant monster had entered the city and left it in ruins, so much so that I did not recognize my house or my neighborhood. Oh my God, is this Khan Yunis?
fI searched to find my home, to find my apartment, which contained my memories and my most beautiful days, destroyed. I searched to find my home, to find my apartment, which contained my memories and my most beautiful days, destroyed.
Today I stand before you to search for Today I stand in your hands to search for any help to restore myself again thanks to you.. I am waiting for your help
Dante. 24. he/him. autistic mess. i love making art, read fiction and watching horror movies. the rest is confetti. pt-br / eng / fr header by littlestpersimmon
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