Please help the family of a non-verbal autistic child (who has been losing weight because he only eats certain kinds of food, largely unavailable during this time) leave Gaza!
now what will the media class do with this first actual UN report? Let me predict it for you. If they report on its conclusions at all, they will lie and claim that the references to "sexual and gender violence" proves their "mass rape" hoax, when it explicitly debunks it in its only mention of rape. The use of "sexual violence" refers to any violence they believe was targeted against women, not referring to rape, sexualized torture or genital mutilation which it again explicitly only mentions once in paragraph 26 I highlighted.
But here is the problem for them. If they go with that obviously and intentionally deceitful reading of the report's use of "sexual violence", then it means they also have to accept that it was not ordered by Hamas as a systematic weapon of war, which is what the NYT, BBC, Reuters, AP and Guardian falsely claimed, whereas in the Israeli regime case it is actually systematic, "part of their operating procedures."
So the actual "mass rape" in that case would not be done by Hamas on October 7 as the New York Times and all the others claimed, but by their precious genocidal Israeli regime, and not just since in the ongoing Gaza genocide, but stretching back to the entire history of the occupation.
But of course they will ignore the term's usage in that context, and simply lie about it to launder their genocidal mass rape hoax, exactly like they did with the Patten report which finally months later The Times of London came out as the first mainstream Western media publication to accurately report on while also confirming it with her directly.
Now watch and see how accurate my prediction is.
I know these scumbags in and out. I know exactly what they're right now writing and putting as their headlines to put on their frontpages: BREAKING, UN HUMAN RIGHTS COMMISSION FINDS MASS SEXUAL VIOLENCE ON OCTOBER 7.
This is the lie they will all go with. Just watch.
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Ahmad and his family need help.
If you can, please donate, or even just reblog @ahmadgaza-1. They need the money, but visibility helps too.
This pain will end one day, and I believe in that. We are going through great hardships, but hope has always been in my heart. The freedom for Palestine is now closer than ever🥹🇵🇸
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Don't forget to help out Abdulrahman Quffa! His fundraiser is vetted by gazavetters! (#67)
Maram Ashour, her husband, and their two small children are trying to raise funds to evacuate their family from Gaza. Their home was destroyed, and they are currently living in a tent in Deir al-Balah. There they are exposed to extreme heat, dehydration, hunger, malnutrition, and disease vectors. Their youngest child, born during their displacement, has not even been able to receive her necessary vaccinations due to the destruction of Gaza’s healthcare system.
Please help them raise the necessary funds so that they can evacuate their family as soon as possible. Please reblog this post and repost the link (https://gofund.me/bedf4837) across all of your social media accounts
Thank you
This campaign was validated by 90-ghost
This campaign is created on behalf of a very valuable and dear friend of mine, Hammad A., who is dealing with devastating tragedy and loss that none of us in the empirical core could possibly begin to imagine.
Hammad is one of the most thoughtful, considerate, and hard-working people I know -- and while he has tried his best to provide for his family under these immensely difficult circumstances, he now needs our help to keep him and his family alive.
Picture this: Your life has been turned upside down instantly; everything you have worked your whole life for -- gone in an instant. Everything you once knew turned to rubble and destruction. Your home, where you grew up and created childhood memories with -- gone. Your job, where you dedicated your energy and effort into building a career you loved -- gone. The most basic necessities we take for granted -- warmth, fresh air, the ability to move around freely and safely -- ripped away from you.
As you understand by now, there is only so much resilience the human body can endure, and the urgent need to do anything you can to save your family is the exact reason Hammad has allowed us the opportunity to help him and his family be freed from the immense suffering and stress they currently face.
His tent was recently flooded, damaging the little items that he had after losing everything, and destroying the little shelter he and his family had to protect them against the harsh elements.
Chuffed has a waiting period for processing and transferring funds. If you want your donation to IMMEDIATELY be sent to Hammad, paypal is linked below.
💬 Just a Small Update, and a Big Thank You
Dear friends, kind hearts, and everyone who has stood with us,
When I first opened my heart to the world and shared our story, I never imagined the amount of love and solidarity we would receive. Thanks to your incredible support, we’ve now reached $12,837—a milestone that brings real light to some very dark days.
From the deepest corners of my heart, thank you.
As many of you know, I’ve lost 25 of my loved ones during this devastating war. That grief lives with me every single day. It’s in the silence that once held laughter, in the empty spaces where we once gathered as a family.
But through your help, I’ve also felt something else: hope. And that hope is priceless.
“21/Oct/2023 Before It Reached Us: The Day Our Neighbor’s House Was Destroyed” A quiet moment of fear, filmed just before everything changed.
“22/Oct/2023 The Morning After: Our Family Home in Ruins” This is what was left behind after the bombing of our home.
Despite everything, we’re still here. Still surviving. Still hoping.
But things have only gotten harder.
The war has returned, more brutal than before—and for over a month now, Gaza has been completely sealed off. No food is coming in. No medical supplies. No aid. No trade. No one is allowed to leave, and no one is allowed to enter.
We’re trapped.
🏚 We live with the fear of tomorrow, every single day. Airstrikes, drones, and the uncertainty of what might happen next. 👨👩👧 Our family is forever changed—we haven’t just lost people; we’ve lost pieces of ourselves. 📉 Basic needs go unmet—even clean water feels like a luxury now. Medicines, if they exist at all, are unreachable.
And yet…
Your support reminds us that we’re not forgotten. It reminds us that someone, somewhere, is still listening. That someone still cares. That we’re not completely alone in this.
Every message. Every share. Every dollar. It tells us: You’re walking this road with us. And that gives us the strength to keep going.
If you’ve already donated—thank you beyond words. If you can share our story again, it could reach someone who can help.
Even $5 means warmth, comfort, and a chance to breathe a little easier.
This isn’t just about reaching a fundraising goal. It’s about surviving war with dignity. It’s about believing in tomorrow. It’s about making sure my daughter grows up knowing that the world did not look away.
Thank you for your kindness, patience, and belief in our humanity. You’ve helped me find my voice—and I will use it to keep hope alive.
There’s something I need to say—something that’s been on my heart for some time.
When I first began sharing our story, I didn’t know what the right way was. I was scared, grieving, and trying to protect my family in any way I could. I reached out to many people, hoping someone, anyone, would see us. In that process, I now realize I may have overstepped, and I might have made some feel overwhelmed.
If that happened, I am truly sorry.
Please believe me when I say it was never out of disregard or pushiness. It came from a place of fear—fear of being forgotten, fear of not being able to keep my family safe, fear of watching everything I love slip away in silence.
I’m learning as I go. I’ve slowed down. I’m more mindful now, trying to share our journey in a way that feels respectful of the space and hearts of those listening.
If my words ever came at the wrong time, or in the wrong way, I hope you can understand where they came from—and I hope you can forgive me.
Thank you for seeing past my mistakes. Thank you for still being here. It means more than I can ever explain.
With love and endless gratitude, Mosab and family ♥️