These Tumblr comments are Instagram levels of hate that's so weird
Confession of a grieving Palestinian, forever away from home.
(For the record, hopelessness does not mean giving up. When you feel like you can do so little, just do what you can. Donate. Protest. Scream the truth.)
People are withdrawing money because they think a racist cracker has been the Nancy Drew of the century and have saved the gullible people of tumblr from being scammed. Really you all would listen to anyone except for the Palestinians who are on their blogs having to explain themselves while suffering a genocide. A baby may die in Gaza, because this malicious witch hunt ( no I do not have any other words for this I am a dumb person from global south after all) has caused donors to pull out. Muhammad's baby is a newborn! A newborn! But you are welcome to your cracker Nancy drew.
Hi, I know I haven't been active on my socials much, but it's been very hard for recently.
I am a Palestinian who refuged in 2015 after the 2014 massacre at the age of 5.
I haven't seen them ever since 2015. Only contact was through calls and messages, which is now nearly impossible due to the war.
Yes, it's still going right now. It's not recent at all. It's since 1948, nothing new. Living in Gaza was like an open jailhouse due to the occupation, and I am speaking from experience and memories.
2014 was no small conflict. It was an attack by the Israeli against innocent Palestinians. I could go on about my near death experiences, but this post is about my family now.
Knowing that this war is 10 times worse gives me on and on nightmare. I can't believe how inhumane we humans can get.
Houses are ruined, mothers become widows, children become orphans... This needs to stop.
Gaza 🔻🍉
I was fucking 4 in the 2014 massacre, what the fuck did I have to do with a fucking military
Should it still be surprising to see how people could be so inhumane and fucked up?
Wonder what's next people would accuse children of war of
If you, for some reason, still have a subscription to the Atlantic, cancel it
A little update of what happened recently:
This GoFundMe related:
Good news: we reached 5 750 euros, meaning this was enough for one person. We all agreed on letting my grandma evacuate first and my brother (owner of the gofundme) went to Egypt for to bring her out.
Bad news: it got rejected not so long after due to the borders closing, giving us the money back.
Good news (not related to my gofundme but my cousin's):
my aunt and her daughters got to evacuate to Egypt. But sadly, my uncle couldn't evacuate with them since he's a man, therefore has to help fight or something (I have no idea why but its something like that)
What will happen next is what I don't know, but I'll try and update as soon as possible. News comes everyday and every second but processing it takes a while, or at least for me.
Keep reblogging this post and other people's posts from Gaza/Congo/etc... and if you can, donate. Even if it is a dollar, it can change another person's life.
Hi, I know I haven't been active on my socials much, but it's been very hard for recently.
I am a Palestinian who refuged in 2015 after the 2014 massacre at the age of 5.
I haven't seen them ever since 2015. Only contact was through calls and messages, which is now nearly impossible due to the war.
Yes, it's still going right now. It's not recent at all. It's since 1948, nothing new. Living in Gaza was like an open jailhouse due to the occupation, and I am speaking from experience and memories.
2014 was no small conflict. It was an attack by the Israeli against innocent Palestinians. I could go on about my near death experiences, but this post is about my family now.
Knowing that this war is 10 times worse gives me on and on nightmare. I can't believe how inhumane we humans can get.
Houses are ruined, mothers become widows, children become orphans... This needs to stop.
Hi, I know I haven't been active on my socials much, but it's been very hard for recently.
I am a Palestinian who refuged in 2015 after the 2014 massacre at the age of 5.
I haven't seen them ever since 2015. Only contact was through calls and messages, which is now nearly impossible due to the war.
Yes, it's still going right now. It's not recent at all. It's since 1948, nothing new. Living in Gaza was like an open jailhouse due to the occupation, and I am speaking from experience and memories.
2014 was no small conflict. It was an attack by the Israeli against innocent Palestinians. I could go on about my near death experiences, but this post is about my family now.
Knowing that this war is 10 times worse gives me on and on nightmare. I can't believe how inhumane we humans can get.
Houses are ruined, mothers become widows, children become orphans... This needs to stop.
Hi, I know I haven't been active on my socials much, but it's been very hard for recently.
I am a Palestinian who refuged in 2015 after the 2014 massacre at the age of 5.
I haven't seen them ever since 2015. Only contact was through calls and messages, which is now nearly impossible due to the war.
Yes, it's still going right now. It's not recent at all. It's since 1948, nothing new. Living in Gaza was like an open jailhouse due to the occupation, and I am speaking from experience and memories.
2014 was no small conflict. It was an attack by the Israeli against innocent Palestinians. I could go on about my near death experiences, but this post is about my family now.
Knowing that this war is 10 times worse gives me on and on nightmare. I can't believe how inhumane we humans can get.
Houses are ruined, mothers become widows, children become orphans... This needs to stop.
Hi, I know I haven't been active on my socials much, but it's been very hard for recently.
I am a Palestinian who refuged in 2015 after the 2014 massacre at the age of 5.
I haven't seen them ever since 2015. Only contact was through calls and messages, which is now nearly impossible due to the war.
Yes, it's still going right now. It's not recent at all. It's since 1948, nothing new. Living in Gaza was like an open jailhouse due to the occupation, and I am speaking from experience and memories.
2014 was no small conflict. It was an attack by the Israeli against innocent Palestinians. I could go on about my near death experiences, but this post is about my family now.
Knowing that this war is 10 times worse gives me on and on nightmare. I can't believe how inhumane we humans can get.
Houses are ruined, mothers become widows, children become orphans... This needs to stop.
Israel’s senseless slaughter leaves thousands of children orphaned. Palestine must be free! Don’t tire keep talking about what’s happening!
8 months of Genocide and, 15,500 children killed
30,000 orphans
35,000 child amputees ( Gaza has the largest population of child amputees in the world)
and there are people out there still justifying this??? like are you not human enough?
DO NOT STOP TALKING ABOUT PALESTINE!
Drew this in support of Palestine, it is horrifying to hear about what is happening right now. Please never stop talking about it, never stop protesting, boycotting. We can make a difference and people's lives depend on it. I will not let genocide go ignored and unnoticed, my blog will mostly be Palestine related art for a while. I just can't let myself ignore a genocide. I've been quiet too long, I need to make my voice heard
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[Picture of Tamer before the war in his clinic]
I have hesitated and delayed for a long time to write these words and create an account on GoFundMe, but the need has become very urgent due to what I see of death approaching myself and my family.
To begin our story, it is important to introduce my family, who are the core of my existence and the source of my strength during these turbulent times:
We are a family of four suffering for over 9 months from a brutal war that spares neither humans nor stones.
Mother: The Heart of Our Home
My mother embodies generosity and kindness as a devoted homemaker, always prioritizing her family's well-being. Her unwavering love remains our sanctuary amidst the chaos.
Father: The Pillar of Strength
My father, Majed, a dedicated professor, faced the destruction of the university he served. Despite this, his commitment to education and society remains unshaken.
Brother: A Beacon of Healing
My brother, Mohammad, a compassionate doctor, confronts the challenges of healthcare amidst dwindling supplies and occupation brutality, showcasing remarkable dedication to healing.
Tamer: A Dream Deferred
As for myself, Tamer, I was on the verge of a new beginning, with aspirations to further my career in Germany. I had saved thousands of dollars for the mandatory block account to support my stay abroad. However, the conflict has not only shattered my professional dreams but also consumed what didn't burn of my savings, compelling me to fight for my family's survival amidst the escalating costs of basic human necessities.
[Picture of the family before the war]
I have lost the lives of my dearest friends, neighbors, and much of what I loved.
We have lost our home with all its dreams and memories. A five-floor house completely leveled to the ground!!
[Pictures of the destroyed house]
I lost my clinic, my only source of livelihood.
[picture of the clinic]
My neighborhood .
[picture of the destroyed neighborhood]
Since the beginning of the war, we were forced to flee our home in the north of the Gaza Strip to the supposed safe area in the south. But unfortunately, this was just the beginning. We have been displaced four times in the same southern area, fleeing from death always surrounding us.
Initially, we fled to a school belonging to the UNRWA in the Nuseirat camp until we were forced to move to another area, and the Maghazi camp was the intended destination. Then a UNRWA school, where we were residing in a tent inside, was targeted, killing 7 civilians. We were forced to flee again to a tent in Rafah, but the scarcity of clean water and the spread of epidemics and diseases forced us to flee again to a UNRWA school in the Deir Al-Balah area until now.
UNRWA has been providing refuge to hundreds of displaced families for the past six months at schools that have become vital community hubs, offering shelter to thousands of individuals trapped in the southern region.
Women and children sleep inside classrooms, and the men sleep outside in tents set up in the courtyard. Rainstorms recently have flooded our tents, and it's very difficult to take care of our basic needs.
[Pictures of Tamer after the war in the UNRWA school and his tent]
I am currently volunteering at Al-Aqsa Hospital, assisting in the maxillofacial surgery department. However, a sense of helplessness and despair often overwhelms me. It's hard to put into words the horrors and injuries I witness daily. Surrounded by the shroud of death and the cries of the wounded, I feel powerless. "I want to save you, I want you to live," I often think, "I will do everything in my power to make it happen!" Sadly, many times, they become part of the countless casualties from my homeland. The shortages in food, water, and medical supplies are dire, to the extent that we sometimes perform surgeries without anesthesia. The suffering is unimaginable.
Now we hope to escape death, we hope for the end of the war, we hope to leave the Gaza Strip, and we hope to live a decent life away from bombing, occupation, and destruction.
It has been 9 months of hell and horror. This genocide has been too long to bear, and our mental health and lives are in constant danger. (I can’t describe enough what I have been dealing with daily in the hospitals for the past days. We have reached a point where there is no hope left for us here in Gaza, where we are unfortunately just waiting for our turn to die, and even if there is a ceasefire, the destruction in Gaza is beyond prompt repair
Evacuation fees are expensive, especially now that I have no source of income. Once we can evacuate, your donations will cover our travel expenses and help us get immediate support in Egypt. There will be meal expenses, wardrobe expenses, emergency expenses, etc., but no generous contribution will go to waste.
To cross the “Rafah” Gaza-Egypt Borders, you need to have your name listed in the Crossing List (paid permit), and coordinators in Egypt who have the power to add my family’s names to the list at the border are now asking for anywhere from $6-8,000 per PERSON! They will not add the names until we can prove we have the money ready.
I ask for your help because this is not just my battle alone, but a battle in which we seek your helping hand to survive and preserve our families. Any donation, big or small, will have a huge impact on the lives of my family and me. I am grateful to everyone who donates, and I will remain grateful forever for giving hope and opportunity to me and my family to survive and build a better future.
Thank you for reading my story. For sharing my story with your friends and family. I hope, there is a ceasefire, and we can get the rest and safety we deserve to build our lives all over again. ❤️
Tamer Al-Deeb
as you may know, israel has begun its ground operation in rafah. they dropped leaflets last night ordering people to evacuate, and bombing in east rafah has already begun.
The border is about to become unreachable.
Rafah is trapped.
We have literal hours until no-one, all the GoFundMe's you've scrolled past, all the people desperately begging on TikTok, will be able to escape.
Give now. Give whatever you can.
I am fundraising for the Odeh family, which is only 3k away from meeting its goal.
you will not get another chance.
Hello everyone, I need your help please.
Haneen from Gaza has contacted me on Instagram, she needs donations to help her family evacuate. Here is her gofundme page
I know I don't have a really large following, and I've been doing my best trying to spread her donation on Instagram but to no luck. Her situation is explained in the gofundme description.
If you can't donate, please share. I would also recommend that you go on arab.org and click daily to help the Palestinian people.
I have a Jew childhood friend, and he is certainly sad and disappointed with what Israel is doing.
Hello this a long shot call, am Marystella Majuma a citizen of Palestine. I am here to request for your support to help get my insulin (Humalog), just an injection for today to save my life please I beg.I was diagnosized with type 1 diabetes and due to current situation in Gaza I'm unable to get my insulin injection as a result I'm here begging for little financial support to help me purchase insulin for this week. Am sorry if am sending you again this request, kindly donate any amount please. My donation link is in my pinned post🇵🇸
Hello Marystella. I am so sorry to hear that you are in this situation. What is happening to your family is really awful. I will make sure to tell others about you so that hopefully you can get your medicine.
I know I don't have a big following or anything but to anyone that sees this, please donate what you can. These families need so much help right now.
I believe that good will always overcome evil, just as spring comes, and with it eternal life, overcoming the bitter cold of winter. We will overcome this genocide very soon with God's help and your continued help and support. One of the advantages we achieved during the war is to convey to you our voice, which has not been heard for many years, and to reveal the nature of this occupation and its actions that have been covered up for hundreds of years.
I would like to introduce you to my simple Palestinian family, who lived in peace in a very beautiful house consisting of a ground and upper floor and a charming garden that we renovated shortly before the war, but the occupation had a different opinion regarding the barbaric bombing of civilians and homes. The occupation destroyed our dear home, which reminded me of my father, the dearest person in the world. My life, may God have mercy on him. The occupation killed every happy and even sad memory by bombing our house.
This is my aunt Rifqa, my younger brother Ahmed, in his last year of school before university. My aunt's house was next door to ours, and she had been single for years. She was not married, and since we are a small family, I have no uncles, because my father was single. It was always my duty to check on my aunt and provide her with everything from food, drink, medicine, and everything else. Before I went to university every day, I always liked to go there to have breakfast together, chat and get her approval before I went to my studies. The memories of the occupation bombing my aunt’s house also disappeared.
This our beloved home before and after Israeli bombing 💔
My priority is to help this kind old woman, when the Rafah crossing is opened, to leave the Gaza Strip safely for Egypt. I do not care about the homes destroyed by the occupation. Money can be compensated, but the soul can be compensated. I don't want to see my aunt again. I want her to be with us again. This is really what I want. I want to send her money so that she can support herself in the northern Gaza Strip. The prices are crazy, folks, especially the food prices.
My priority is to help this kind old woman, when the Rafah crossing is opened, to leave the Gaza Strip safely for Egypt. I do not care about the homes destroyed by the occupation. Money can be compensated, but the soul can be compensated. I don't want to see my aunt again. I want her to be with us again. This is really what I want. I want to send her money so that she can support herself in the northern Gaza Strip. The prices are crazy, folks, especially the food prices.
this is my friend Ali Al-Tababi, and my name is Ghazi Sheto, but he was closer to me than many people in my family. I met Ali at university, and we had a goal: to graduate and work together. We will stay up all night to make this dream come true. He was always at my house, playing, studying, sleeping together and going to university together. We were conjoined twins. Quote. Him and all his family members. You can see the massacre of the Tabatabai family. May God have mercy on them all. I want to fulfill my dream and my friend’s dream and bring my aunt to Egypt and build my house again if possible.
He asked for 30 thousand as compensation, less than a little for what we lost in the war. Frankly, our homes cost half a million dollars, but I asked for 30 thousand so that I could bring my aunt and protect her soul from being killed and so that she could do that. Come to Egypt safely and give her food and drink while she is stuck in northern Gaza, but unfortunately I have only collected $500 so far.
These donations will go to my aunt, the old woman stranded in the northern Gaza Strip, to give her the opportunity to travel, protect her life from being killed, and secure her daily sustenance of food and nutrition. I ask everyone who can help, do not hesitate, because we really need help. Thank you all, and I hope you don't suffer as I do. We suffered, especially my weak aunt.
My account is verified by @nabulsi ,el shab hussien , and it’s listed as No. 99
Hello, I'd like you to publish my story. I'm from Gaza, Palestine, I live with my parent's , wife & three brothers.
Suffering from the scourge of war in GAZA 10/2023 to Now that's 304 Days.
Words can't describe the life we live & the pain. It's like a horror movie, & death grabs us from every side.
Many of our Children & Women, died due to the war.
The sewage is drained into the Drinking Water & sea. Many of people infected with hepatitis & the deadly polio virus.
Therefore, Please help us by sharing or donating to travel from Gaza & build a new life.
Your presence by our side makes our life better.
Thank you.
Urgent help 🙏 📣
I stand on the rubble of our home, but my heart is filled with hope. I need your help to leave Gaza and complete my education to build my future. Every donation, no matter how small, will help me achieve my dream. Join us on a journey of rebuilding
GoFundMe link: https://gofund.me/463cbf01
Thank you for your support. Every bit of your kindness means so much to me 💔
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My heart is broken after my home was destroyed due to the war in Gaza 😢. All I dream of is escaping this tragic situation with my family so we can resume our lives and continue my studies.
What was once a dream has turned into a nightmare, and I need your help to raise funds on "GoFundMe." Any donation, no matter how small, can light up hope 🌟 and make a difference in our lives.
It's so surreal to wake up after barely falling asleep, read about all the casualties caused by that russian attack at night, and literally next to that report is news of Trump once again saying that Russia is ready for peace and it's Ukraine that makes everything complicated and doesn't want to stop the war (for some reason stupid Ukrainians don't want to give up to Russia their land and people that live there, shocking).
I want to [redacted] this man with my own bare hands
"The children have just begun to live. We feel sorry for our country, they (russins) are killing us and no one is doing anything."
Locals have been bringing flowers and toys to the site in Kryvyi Rih since morning where children were killed in a russian attack on April 4. Nine children were killed in a russian Iskander missile strike. Six remain in hospitals, most of them in serious condition.
Source: Suspilne Dnipro
From now on instead of answering stupid questions like "What did russian language did to you, it's only a language" I will share this poem.
"Ravenous Russia (A Bestiary)" by Yuriy Tarnawsky
Full: https://www.kyivpost.com/post/44584
when i say i’m from ukraine, people assume i live somewhere else now. when i say i live in ukraine, they assume i’m somehow immune to war, and there’s a logical division between a ukrainian they chat with on discord and a ukrainian on the news. bitches my yaoi is written from the bomb shelter
Nothing that the Russians say or do on their television and social media can trigger and frustrate a Ukrainian more than the attitude of the Western world towards the Russians.
I read the morning news and see that Jared Leto on his show in Serbia happily told his Russian fans that he'll come to Russia and Ukraine when these "problems" are over. I go on tumblr and see people I follow reblogging a post about Discord being blocked in Russia, and instructions on how to use the VPN as if literally all Russians don't know it already. This post has over 2k notes! A post about atrocities that Russians willingly commit in Ukraine on a daily basis will get you 60-100 notes, 95% of which will be from other Ukrainians.
This is beyond triggering. How do you live in this Russian-loving world with Russian-induced PTSD?
This is not a "Ukrainian crisis", not "temporary difficulties", not just a "problem" that can go away without a trace. It's an invasion, a Russian war against Ukraine, genocide of Ukrainians. We are not crazy and overdramatic, we see the true face of Russia. The one you will never be able to see through your red square glasses.
Kremenchuk. 27.06.2022