certainprincesslover-deactivate:

Israel flattened my home, killed my family. But I lit a candle for Gaza

Please read this. It articulates the needs of the Palestinians as human beings, like the rest of us, better than I ever could.

The ethnic cleansing of Gaza and Palestine as a whole has been going on longer than most of us have been alive. The zionists have turned the Earth, the sky, the water, and people’s own homes against them, time and time again. The Western media frames this as something merely factual, something that happens the same way the sun comes up every morning. By doing so, they make themselves look helpless instead of complicit.

It is true that the Palestinians are brave, resourceful people. I’ve heard that since food has been banned, they are converting pellets into sustenance. They create camps and substitutes for shelter and survival. They are by no means, weak.

But that doesn’t mean we leave them to fend for themselves. Not the men. Not the women. Not the children. Not the babies. Not the unborn. Not the citizens buried alive. Not the dead, who have their organs stolen. Not the animals who shake when they hear bombings. Not the Muslims or the Christians or anyone who isn’t a Zionist. Nobody should be considered expendable.

For me, not giving up on the Palestinians means to not stop writing about them. What does it mean for you?