It's starting to make sense now... [View all]
After reading several articles about October 7th, over the past few hours, I am feeling about one one millionth of the outrage that must permeate Israel whenever they think of EXACTLY what happened that day. I had been comparing it to 9/11. Nope, not the same. No one was burned alive on 9/11. No one was gang raped on 9/11. No one was tied to their spouse, then raped, then shot on 9/11. No one was beheaded with a shovel on 9/11. Nobody was mutilated, then shot, then raped on 9/11.
If that had been my child, my daughter, my wife, I really would not care how many Palestinians died. My determination to end Hamas would be absolute. And I probably would not care if I said it out loud, on camera.
If that had been my child, my daughter, my wife, you could not talk to me about the Hamas as some kind of resistance movement. Even the word terrorist would not seem fitting. Animals. Filthy, dirty animals, to be hunted down like rabid dogs.
If that had been my child, my daughter,my wife, I would be proud of myself for allowing Gazans to flee. Hamas did not let my loved ones flee. I would be infuriated at the calls for restraint. The Hamas showed no restraint.
If my children were hostages, I would fear that they were being sexually assaulted. Boys, girls, women. I would fear that they might be being tortured. And because of this hope that they had survived something unspeakable, I might agree to a cease fire.
Because I am not Israeli, I wish it was possible to kill Hamas terrorists by picking them off one by one with armed drones. But I am not Israeli and I have not seen my loved ones raped, tortured, mutilated and executed. I would want to wipe the Hamas off the face of the earth by any means necessary.
I get it now.