Homophobic #ToMyUnbornChild tweets turned into PSA by danlev

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Homophobic #ToMyUnbornChild tweets turned into PSA by danlev
They say they love you then they leave you, there’s no debate And Loyalty, as thin as ice, it’s easy to skate
To My Unborn Children
To my unborn children,
I know you probably won’t be there to read this. Maybe I would be dead before you see the light. Or rather, witness how very inhumane and so unjust this world has become. I’ll just write anyway, maybe at least your elder brother or sister witnesses all that and read this.
Ever since I came to Gaza, I’ve been dreaming of a better life. Peaceful and quiet. No explosions or blood. No injuries or martyrs. Nothing but a regular peaceful life each and every one of us would wish for.
In Gaza, everything is different. In Gaza, Israeli F16s substitute birds. In Gaza, we sleep on the continuous buzzing coming from the ever-existent drones. We wake up to find that there’s no electricity. In Gaza, explosions are the sunshine and the smell of ash is the cent of the city.
Electricity barely comes in Gaza, where it’s very dangerous to live in. Every moment you live is considered a new life because it’s very dangerous and Israelis bring their toys over to Gaza and play with us the hard way.
My beloved unborn children, being a Gazan means that you’re strong willed, courageous, and like no other. As you grow up, you’ll learn all about the different kinds of weapons and arms both allowed and internationally forbidden. What’s different in Gaza is that Israel doesn’t distinguish its targets. Meaning, they kill anything that moves with a smile. Frankly, they would kill us more than once if possible.
Growing up in Gaza isn’t easy. Growing up in Gaza is a challenge. A quest. And the reward is a strong courageous personality. So brave to the point that you’d stand in front of a tank with a bare chest and a rock. Daring it to move forward yelling ‘over my dead body’. More like mashed if you want to know.
Another thing you’ll gain as a Gazan is that you’ll be able to distinguish the sounds of whatever that kills. Be a M-16, AK-47, .50 Cal, Shells from the Israeli warships in the sea, warplanes in the sky, tank shells, and the list goes on forever. Living in Gaza is a challenge of patience. Only the strong and the brave can survive. By survive, I mean living yet another day of struggle and a million hardships a day.
Last but not least, don’t leave Palestine. It’s where you belong. It’s where everything counts and where whatever little will make a huge change. Don’t leave Palestine because it’s my motherland. Your motherland. Don’t leave Palestine because at the end of the day, it’s all you’ve got left. Don’t leave Palestine even if you’ll be living on olive oil and thyme all your life.
PS: tell your mother that I love her so much. Kiss her cheeks and forehead for me.
With all my love,
Papa.
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http://www.sigaza.com/?p=833 ~ https://twitter.com/#!/imNadZ
surat ini sempat menjadi TTWW di twitter dengan hashtag #ToMyUnbornChild
#tomyunbornchild
#tomyunbornchild (by Cavatica)
(Read the YouTube description for more info)
This is a PSA. Just because you type it rather than say it allowed doesn't mean it's a joke, or funny, or cool. Don't be a hater. Just accept that some children will grow up to be LGBST.
PS: the speakers of these words are called out by @tags. Feel free to let them know that they aren't "swag."
So this happened. Am I the only one confused? I find that homophobia and the anti-abortion stance tend to cohabit inside the same people. Guess I was wrong. Abortion is wrong unless you know your baby is gay. Then you can put a bullet in its skull, apparently.
To my unborn child: I will love you if you are gay. I will love you if you are straight. I will love you if you are autistic. I will love you if you have Downs. I will love you if your IQ is higher than mine, and if it's lower than my cat's, I will love you just the same. I will love you if you are a cheerleader and I will love you if you are a nerd. I will love you as you are, no matter what.
"To my unborn child..."