Purtroppo, la verità è sempre per pochi...

Bombardamento al  fosforo bianco sulla Striscia di Gaza

La questione Israelo-palestinese si trova sulle pagine dei quotidiani da, ormai, troppo tempo.
Talmente tanto è il tempo che è trascorso da quel lontano 1948, e tanto ancora ne trascorrerà (purtroppo...) prima che verranno a galla le nefandezze compiute in quella misera striscia di terra che si affaccia sul Mar Mediterraneo.
Veri e propri stermini di massa e persecuzioni si stanno svolgendo, contro una popolazione totalmente ghettizzata...a casa loro!
Troppi sono gli scempi, compiuti dall'esercito Israeliano, in questi anni, celati da un'omertà mediatica che rasenta il ridicolo!
Il mainstream mondiale è quasi totalmente convinto della buona fede israeliana, mentre dichiaratamente contro al popolo palestinese, ritenuto riottoso, violento e terrorista.
Inutile aggiungere altre parole...troppe se ne son dette in questi anni, e tutte sembrano finite al vento...

...vi lascio con un video intervista/testimonianza, quasi premonitore, rilasciato da Vittorio Arrigoni poco prima d'essere barbaramente ucciso.
Le fonti dicono sia stata una "cellula impazzita" di integralisti salafiti.
...Io dico che, difficilmente si uccide la mano che ti nutre...

I am really fed up...

It’s just a ride                                                                                     

The world is like a ride at an amusement park, and when you choose to go on it, you think it's real, because that's how powerful our minds are.

And the ride goes up and down and round and round and it has thrills and chills and it's very brightly colored and it's very loud. And it's fun, for a while.

Some people have been on the ride for a long time, and they begin to question: 'Is this real? Or is this just a ride?' And other people have remembered, and they come back to us and they say 'Hey! Don't worry, don't be afraid - ever - because... this is just a ride.'

And we kill those people.

'Shut him up! We have a lot invested in this ride! Shut him up! Look at my furrows of worry; look at my big bank account, and my family. This has to be real.'

It's just a ride. But we always kill those good guys who try and tell us that - ever notice that? - and we let the demons run amok. But it doesn't matter, because... it's just a ride, and we can change it any time we want. It's only a choice. No effort. No worry. No job. No savings and money. Just a choice, right now, between fear and love.

The eyes of fear want you to put bigger locks on your door, buy bigger guns, close yourself off. The eyes of love, instead, see all of us as one.

Here's what we can do to change the world, right now, into a better ride.

Take all that money we spend on weapons and defense each year and, instead, spend it feeding, clothing and educating the poor of the world, which it would do many times over - not one human being excluded - and we can explore space together, both inner and outer, forever.

In peace.
                                                                                                                                                                                   Bill Hicks