specked :verified: on Nostr: npub1j8m6n…5v5r7 "Two Israelis, Yosef Avrahami and Vadim Norzhich, had made a very ...
npub1j8m6n55er97404gz59f35yt7h22lqh9dk5algdxlnza90paca7hsk5v5r7 (npub1j8m…v5r7) "Two Israelis, Yosef Avrahami and Vadim Norzhich, had made a very wrong turn, and would never turn back. They were swallowed by a lynch mob whole, who beat them, stabbed them, gouged their eyes out, and disemboweled them as they lay on the floor of the Ramallah police station.
And when one of the Israeli men’s phones rang and rang and rang – his wife, worried that she hadn’t heard from him – his killer picked up the phone and said “your husband is dead.”
The words were enough to make me sick – just as I’m sure they’re making you sick, too.
But it was the photograph that ran alongside the text that left me screaming, screaming, screaming out of my mind, a keening wail from across ten time-zones, as I stared at the picture of one of the men who did this to them, who squeezed their lives from their bodies with such brutal inhumanity, and who then stood by the open window and waved to the cheering crowd below.
His hands, like two bloody flags waving from the window, his hands like something from the darkest recesses of the mind that drags us to that place where humanity shambles off to die. His hands, those two hands with five fingers each, just like mine, just like yours, covered in the blood of another man… a Jew. A Jew like me."
https://blogs.timesofisrael.com/what-the-red-hands-on-the-ceasefire-pins-mean-to-many-of-us-who-love-israel/
And when one of the Israeli men’s phones rang and rang and rang – his wife, worried that she hadn’t heard from him – his killer picked up the phone and said “your husband is dead.”
The words were enough to make me sick – just as I’m sure they’re making you sick, too.
But it was the photograph that ran alongside the text that left me screaming, screaming, screaming out of my mind, a keening wail from across ten time-zones, as I stared at the picture of one of the men who did this to them, who squeezed their lives from their bodies with such brutal inhumanity, and who then stood by the open window and waved to the cheering crowd below.
His hands, like two bloody flags waving from the window, his hands like something from the darkest recesses of the mind that drags us to that place where humanity shambles off to die. His hands, those two hands with five fingers each, just like mine, just like yours, covered in the blood of another man… a Jew. A Jew like me."
https://blogs.timesofisrael.com/what-the-red-hands-on-the-ceasefire-pins-mean-to-many-of-us-who-love-israel/