The leaflets came yesterday, telling us our neighbourhood would be attacked. The whole population of the area is terrified. We have nowhere to go. My neighbour checked at the UNRWA shelter but it was full. Overflowing. There is nowhere to go. We waited to be bombed.
The bombs came today. It was terrifying. We have nowhere to run. There was an air strike every five minutes. Thick black smoke 100m-150m away from us. People were scared, ran outside of their houses and gathered together in the street. 300-350 people in the street. The street was the safest place. If our house is bombed, we'll get trapped and die like the people we saw on television.
My children have seen the dead bodies of children on television.
They cry, they are crying now, they are terrified. When will this end? There was screaming. It is dark and cold but most of us are still outside. My family is outside next to the house. We are terrified to go inside.
It is quiet for 20 minutes now but we don’t know if it will start again. What if it is just a short break? We can’t take the risk. My children are shivering. It is getting so cold. Some neighbours went back inside, but they are staying on the first floor, next to the door so they can run outside. We don’t know what will come next. This is the closest it has come to our house. The neighbourhood next to ours was bombed. What do we do? We don’t know. We have nowhere to go. Nowhere to go.
I don't pretend to have some deep understanding of what's going on, and I'm not going to offer much of an opinion because I'm not qualified to do so.. but it goes without saying that it is absolutely horrifying, and I'm disgusted by the glee with which some people seem to have over the destruction.
/update
And right on queue, Greenwald has a terrific post explaining the horrors of the faux warrior crowd.
/update 2
Why didn't any of you jackasses tell me that I used the wrong form of "queue"? Greenwald isn't getting in line.. I meant.. Cue!
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