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This country is in the shits.
With a President (a.k.a useless figure head), sexually harassing women his office.
Not one, not two, but three kidnapped soldiers (one in Gaza and two in Lebanon) and the army trying to be humane and not really succeeding.
With the "International Community" on Israel's back and Israel either needing to take drastic measures I'd rather not think about or basically giving in...

I must say that on a purely selfish way it's kinda nice to feel alive again, except that with that feeling comes the anxiety of having to live a normal life in a place where I'm constantly bombarded with the violence of our daily lives.

So I've returned from a country where I was basically numb, to a county I don't know whether to mourn, rage or sympathize with.

While the occupation we have over the Palestinians is the root of the conflict and apartheid in Israel (it is also the cause the total inequality we have in all facets of life here), I can't see anything righteous about kidnapping soldiers and using them as political hostages.
I don't want to hate another nation, especially a nation so closely related to mine, I don't even want to think in those terms.

I hope all this is resolved with as little death as possible, but living in this militaristic society, violence is inevitable.
Bloodshed on both sides is inevitable.

I guess it's not much the Land of Milk and Honey and more the Land of of Guns and Slaughter.
Damn it.
Gotta learn not to cry all the time, bad for my efforts to not take things so hard.

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January 2020

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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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