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don't you fucking lie

Oh Christ. Oh no, no no no no.
Even when you know, in your heart, that it's bad, seeing it is something else.
My trust in media has been harsh, especially now. I believe Adbusters when they run things though. I have rarely, if ever, seen them wrong.

http://www.adbusters.org/home/israel/

Isn't it enough, without creating such horrors?
God, god. God, help us. If there was ever a time for the Second Coming, it's now. When I can't sleep at night, for thinking of things like this, I wonder what it would be like.

How can you rationalize this? Just how the fuck do you decide which life is worth more, which side? How many girls will become martyrs and how many boys will throw stones? How many have to die? How many lives can you rationalize taking in self defense? How many lives are you, personally, worth? And who the fuck do you think you are, waging a genocidal war in the Holy Land?

Forgive me for being so angry. I do not understand.

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That's really disgusting. I die inside every time I see or think of another crime against humanity going on uncovered, another innocent life snuffed out by a machine. It's all so fucking pointless.

I was reading Harper's today, and about police interrogation tactics, and the coercion of children!!! into admitting guilt for crimes they did not commit. God, it sickens and terrifies me. I've been so sheltered from just how bad it is, I suppose.

I wish I knew how to save the world.

It sickens me when I see small children with such hateful looks on their faces, ready to kill and kill again just as their brothers and sisters have done before them - all ready to continue the cycle of violence, murder, death, and destruction. Their lives are over before they begin.

The story about the young woman who blew herself up at the door of the supermarket hit me hard. I can't fathom being raised in a world and feeling like the strongest voice I could cry out with was my blood on the pavement. There is very little to be so passionate about in America, and no one here is terribly willing to die.

People ask why this happened. It happened because she lived in a world under siege, her entire life bound by checkpoints and violence. How dare we be surprised, I think, that is comes to this.

I agree, I don't think any of us here can really fathom what's going on over there and why it's happening. One on hand it makes you thankful for being here and not there, and on the other part of you wishes something mattered that much, that meant everything. At least for me. I'm sure most people have someone or something to live for and be passionate about.

That is absolutely horrid. So much loss...so much loss..

Reading the news sends me into a rage these days, and it probably scares my friends when I start talking.

And I haven't forgotten you, but your books are in a box somewhere and I can't find them. Ack. Soon! One day! ;)

That is SO horrible. I'm printing up the pics and I'm going to go post them around campus.

I wonder what happened to his friend.

You know, that's a damn good idea.

I know, I thin k about how he must feel, and how felt when they let him go but not his friend. Insane.

I titled it "What Is Real in Israel"

You rock.

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