â€œGod is greater than
This time, the loss was too great to bear, even by the standards of the people of Gaza: eighteen ambulances lined up, carrying the mutilated bodies of eighteen members of the same extended family, the majority of whom were women and children; all civilians.
â€œI will avenge; I will avenge,â€ screamed a relative of one of those who died in the Israeli artillery attack on Beit Hanoun, on November 8.
A man initiated the burial ceremony by stepping forward carrying the lifeless body of his one-year-old baby. The tough posture
Only God could hear them now. Two more tiny bodies swaddled in white made their way through the crowd; more followed.
The total number of those killed in the Israeli bombing of the civilian neighborhood rose to 20, adding to over 50 others killed earlier in the same Israeli military assault dubbed â€œClouds of Autumnâ€, which converged mainly on Beit Hanoun. The latest two figures are to be included in the overall count of 350 Palestinians killed since last June, in the wider military operation carried out in Gaza and dubbed â€œSummer Rainsâ€.
The numbers are devastating, but the devastation takes on a new dimension when the limbless, maimed, injured, homeless and the forever scarred are factored in. Not that those spared such classifications are better off; since Israel laid its military siege on Gaza â€” preceded and further cemented by an international economic and diplomatic boycott against the Palestinians and their elected government â€” Gazaâ€™s misery grows perpetually.
First came the darkness â€” after the Israeli army bombed the stripâ€™s primary power generator â€” then, poverty augmented, following the intricate plot to impoverish, thus topple the government (Israel refused to hand over tax revenues it collected on behalf of the Palestinian government, denying civil servants their salaries, thus crippling the economy of the occupied territories).
Then the water got polluted, because of the electric shortage. Hospitals and all other public institutions were left in a state of near collapse; naturally, internal chaos prevailed, thanks in part to rogue Palestinian elements. Then there was Beit Hanoun, another black spot on the collective memory of this nation already overwhelmed by most tragic occasions.
This latest episode, like the others before it, came courtesy of Defense Minister Amir Peretz â€” although the weapons technology is courtesy of our ever-generous US government â€” the rising star of Israelâ€™s militancy. He pledged months ago to show his critics what sort of a tough man he was. The â€œleftistâ€ media in
Israelâ€™s deputy defense minister, Ephraim Sneh, told The Jerusalem Post that the â€œmoral responsibilityâ€ for the deaths rested with Palestinian militants who were â€œcynically using their civilian population as human shields for terrorist activityâ€, reported Reuters; it also quoted the Israeli ambassador to the United Nations, Dan Gillerman, as saying that the attack hardly represented a â€œwatershed moment (for) war is a dirty business and during war ugly things happenâ€.
Strange that the leaders of a state that lives beyond the fringes of morality and law still speak as if they indeed possessed moral superiority. Even stranger how such wicked disregard for human life is skimmed over in Western media, without the mocking language that often accompanies ridiculous statements often made by war criminals who defend their crimes as moral and human imperatives.
While some Israeli commentators had the courage to recognize the horror put forth by their malicious army, Ben Caspit was hardly one of them. He equated
â€œEvery other method has been tried, and failed. With scoundrels you behave like a scoundrel, and with murderous, bloodthirsty terrorism that wants to wipe you off the map, you have to respond accordingly: wipe it out.â€
And with it, wipe out entire families, devastate whole communities, send a whole nation into a perpetual state of grief, loss and despair.
What does the state of
â€œI lost my whole family; is there anyone who is still alive? Anyone?â€ screamed a Palestinian mother from Beit Hanoun as she fell in the arms of her neighbor.
â€œMy husband, my sister, my children, my mother …,â€ she counted what seemed like an endless list, but â€œI swear in the name of God, we will not surrender; this is our land and here we shall live and die.â€
But history offers no lesson to
-Ramzy Baroudâ€™s latest book: The Second Palestinian Intifada: A Chronicle of a Peopleâ€™s Struggle (Pluto Press,