There are honestly no words. My head hurts, my heart hurts every time I think of the people under those black skies in Iran struggling to breathe, children in gaza begging for peace, begging for food, innocent people in Congo trapped under mines, the google maps images of Sudan where you could see the blood from satellite images. I could go one of course, narrating the countless crimes against humanity at the hand of the United States and Isreal (and the EU by extension). This is why I have no empathy for its citizens because how do you not find this revolting and how are you not revolting? How does your life keep moving knowing that your country is killing people. This is why I have no qualms with calling them morally corrupt.
“We have liberated the Iranian women and the people” liberated them from what? Living? Breathing? The humanitarian and environmental consequences of these bombings will last forever. They will never be liberated. Never free to live as they wish.
And is this it for us? Doomed to watch the bombings come closer and closer until they are knocking on our doors? I have so much grief in me for the life that we will never get to live. To grow up happy, safe and secure. And the anger that children in the Middle East are seeing their lives end before it even begins.
I feel like I’m losing my mind and they expect us to go around like everything is okay? It’s so fucking hot in march but guys I need to create an AI image of me and my favourite millionaire or billionaire. How do you not understand that there is no plan b?
History is repeating itself but if we dont act now it will be worse than ever before. We have to be the heroes, the freedom fighters we read about in the books because nobody is coming to save us. Not the government, not god, not the universe, not manifesting. Nothing.
Stand up. Protest. Revolt.