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A little reality from Britain's top news anchor.
"Have I awoken to a swarm of bees in my lightless hotel room? The electricity is off, again. The bees are drones, devised in America, manufactured in Israel, overhead in Gaza at all times in this war.
Crump, crump, boom. boom. You hear the shells fired, and the boom of impact and wonder who has died?
I am in Gaza, in the al Qudz hotel, a street away from the beach. I can’t hear the sea, only the drones. I’m up.
No amount of toothpaste loaded onto my toothbrush will drown the tang of salt water. Purified water hardly exists even to drink. A horrid taste, Palestinians tell you the aquifer under Gaza has been drained by the Israelis, and sea water has seeped in to replace it. Maybe the vast claimed Hamas tunnel network is also to blame... "
"... So gracious and hospitable – yet condemned in this graceless inhospitable place. Not one building stands complete and whole. Some were never finished, some have been finished by shells and missiles.
You glimpse the out-going rockets. Their random human targets are protected by America’s brilliant Iron Dome shield.
I first came here twenty years ago. Then there was grace, great Palestinians houses, green gardens, sweet squares, and old men taking tea beneath the shade of palms. There was a strong degree of peace, prosperity even.
Now it has been extinguished. But not the spirit of the people. The people now may not rave about Hamas, but they praise their resistance in the face of what they feel, experience, and argue, is the aggression of Israel. ..."
Gaza conflict: is it too late for negotiated peace? | Snowblog | Snowblog
"Have I awoken to a swarm of bees in my lightless hotel room? The electricity is off, again. The bees are drones, devised in America, manufactured in Israel, overhead in Gaza at all times in this war.
Crump, crump, boom. boom. You hear the shells fired, and the boom of impact and wonder who has died?
I am in Gaza, in the al Qudz hotel, a street away from the beach. I can’t hear the sea, only the drones. I’m up.
No amount of toothpaste loaded onto my toothbrush will drown the tang of salt water. Purified water hardly exists even to drink. A horrid taste, Palestinians tell you the aquifer under Gaza has been drained by the Israelis, and sea water has seeped in to replace it. Maybe the vast claimed Hamas tunnel network is also to blame... "
"... So gracious and hospitable – yet condemned in this graceless inhospitable place. Not one building stands complete and whole. Some were never finished, some have been finished by shells and missiles.
You glimpse the out-going rockets. Their random human targets are protected by America’s brilliant Iron Dome shield.
I first came here twenty years ago. Then there was grace, great Palestinians houses, green gardens, sweet squares, and old men taking tea beneath the shade of palms. There was a strong degree of peace, prosperity even.
Now it has been extinguished. But not the spirit of the people. The people now may not rave about Hamas, but they praise their resistance in the face of what they feel, experience, and argue, is the aggression of Israel. ..."
Gaza conflict: is it too late for negotiated peace? | Snowblog | Snowblog