Jan. 5th, 2009

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First of all, thanks to everyone on my f-list who is raising awareness about the Gaza War, there are various voices and the more people talk and write about it (no matter their opinion) this is a good thing.

Second of all, I'm seeing my LJ being plugged all over my f-list. Which is flattering in a purely egotistical way, I'm glad you all find me so informative.

I've been told that I should write outside this little milieu, but I don't really know where or how to go about looking for a place.
So if any of you reading this have a suggestion, I'm all ears and eyes.

My writing is fairly stream of conciousness like, so I hope you will forgive me the jumps between "hard facts" and "feelings".

Since the IDF's ground incursion into Gaza, 34 soldiers have been wounded, three seriously and one soldier has been killed.

Rockets keep falling in the South of Israel, since the beginning of "Cast Lead", rockets have been flying more and more and hitting farther and farther.
Israelis are hiding in shelters, children are being treated for anxiety and all schools in a radius of 40 km from Gaza are closed, including Ben-Gurion University - my darling, my girl, my [Southern!Girl] studies at BGU and lives in range of the rockets falling.
So far so good.

Over on the Other Side, casualties rise on the Gaza offensive. Since the ground incursion into Gaza 90 people (both civilians and militants, approx. 26 children - that is Palestinians under the age of 16 - have been killed).
So far over 500 have been killed and there almost 2500 wounded.
There are no more hospital beds.
The term "living conditions" with regards to Gaza is such a laughable term I only want to cry.
Israel said they're sending 80 trucks filled with Humanitarian aid and last week (maybe still) Israel was evacuating some wounded Palestinians to Israeli hospitals.
At first I couldn't understand what these gestures were supposed to mean? Did we[Israel] really expect the Palestinians to drop onto their knees with thanks that we're throwing them a scraps while demolishing their entire infrastructure.

It was pointed out to me that these may have been done so that Israel can claim that there is no Humanitarian crisis in Gaza.

"Hello Desk"
"We meet again Head"

I can only cry and shout and weep and scream.

Cut for length, but more things to do with Cast Lead, Israel and Palestine )
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V and Justice

V: Ah, I was forgetting that we are not properly introduced. I do not have a name. You can call me V. Madam Justice...this is V. V... this is Madam Justice. hello, Madam Justice.

Justice: Good evening, V.

V: There. Now we know each other. Actually, I've been a fan of yours for quite some time. Oh, I know what you're thinking...

Justice: The poor boy has a crush on me...an adolescent fatuation.

V: I beg your pardon, Madam. It isn't like that at all. I've long admired you...albeit only from a distance. I used to stare at you from the streets below when I was a child. I'd say to my father, "Who is that lady?" And he'd say "That's Madam Justice." And I'd say "Isn't she pretty."

V: Please don't think it was merely physical. I know you're not that sort of girl. No, I loved you as a person. As an ideal.

Justice: What? V! For shame! You have betrayed me for some harlot, some vain and pouting hussy with painted lips and a knowing smile!

V: I, Madam? I beg to differ! It was your infidelity that drove me to her arms!

V: Ah-ha! That surprised you, didn't it? You thought I didn't know about your little fling. But I do. I know everything! Frankly, I wasn't surprised when I found out. You always did have an eye for a man in uniform.

Justice: Uniform? Why I'm sure I don't know what you're talking about. It was always you, V. You were the only one...

V: Liar! Slut! Whore! Deny that you let him have his way with you, him with his armbands and jackboots!

V: Well? Cat got your tongue? I though as much.

V: Very well. So you stand revealed at last. you are no longer my justice. You are his justice now. You have bedded another.

Justice: Sob! Choke! Wh-who is she, V? What is her name?

V: Her name is Anarchy. And she has taught me more as a mistress than you ever did! She has taught me that justice is meaningless without freedom. She is honest. She makes no promises and breaks none. Unlike you, Jezebel. I used to wonder why you could never look me in the eye. Now I know. So good bye, dear lady. I would be saddened by our parting even now, save that you are no longer the woman I once loved.

*KABOOM!*

-"V for Vendetta"

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