Saturday, December 2, 2023

HORROR SHOW

This last week of the 'ceasefire' and the return of the hostages was like watching The Hunger Games, only far far worse.  It is a reality show that is excruciating.  Hamas is torturing us, as it tortured the hostages. From those who have been returned stories are emerging, in whispers, they are told in the eyes of the women and children. And today we hear that six men are dead -  and there are still 136 hostages.

Gender violence, torture - who cares? Two young brothers now returned were 'branded' with motor exhausts so that they could be identified if they escaped. Rape, dismemberment, torture, the United Nations close their eyes and block their ears. 

Is it a surprise that this week I walk around with a sense of grief and hopelessness. And now the fighting has begun again and alarms sound from the north to the south. We had a briefing ('re-briefing') on what to do when the sirens screech. What to do if there is an 'infiltration.'  What to do if you are at home, in a car, on public transport, in a shopping center, in a park, on a promenade.

Is it a wonder that I totally forgot that this is the season of joy and hope?  Of Xmas lights, smells of nutmeg and pumpkin?  Of pressure to buy? At least we are relieved of that!

My great niece and nephew have a new game - when they play outside and hear a car door slam or some such similar sound, they come running inside shouting "siren, siren," and laugh like banshees at the reaction of the people around them.   It is such fun.

2 comments:

ChuChu said...

Yes, it is a horror show. I feel some of it with you, aware enough to experience dread for you, Nesta, and for a bigger you. I take refuge at times in bed, at other moments I consider how I can help, which organizations to support, what actions to take up on this third candle of Hanukkah, May there be light. And bless you for continuing to write.

ChuChu said...

Yes, it is a horror show. I feel some of it with you, aware enough to experience dread for you, Nesta, and for a bigger you and all of us. I take refuge at times in bed, at other moments I consider how I can help, which organizations to support, what actions to take up on this third candle of Hanukkah, May there be light. And bless you for continuing to write.