Category Archives: Gaza

Gaza’s Blood

We watch as snots from teargas flow and eyes burn like the sun and medics drown in Gaza’s blood but our taxes load the gun and we pretend balloons and slingshots are a match for snipers, tanks, and jets or … Continue reading

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And The Good News…?

In Gaza, the hospitals are running out of fuel for the generators that power them and allow doctors to try to heal the sick the little emergency fuel that remains is running out and densely populated civilian areas are being … Continue reading

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Life, Death, & Food

Anthony Bourdain used food as a way of introducing America to people around the world, their history and culture. He let food speak for itself, and importantly, let people speak for themselves. Bourdain’s Hawaii episode was the first time many … Continue reading

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When Pigs Cry

The pigs have begun to cry now at the sight of the lambs being devoured by the predators but what about the sheep what about the cows what about all those goats and the horses the cats and the dogs … Continue reading

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We Pluck Flowers

We pluck flowers from the garden and make a bouquet   we pluck strings on the guitar and make music   we pluck feathers from a chicken and make a meal   we pluck people from their homes and villages, … Continue reading

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Stand

Trying to stand with the oppressed I still find myself standing on top of them and I can no longer stand to be around anyone I can no longer stand anyone, even myself I stand here utterly disgusted with humanity … Continue reading

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FIRE

Smoke signals have been rising    Hiroshima for some time now.    Nagasaki We ignore the smoke    Korea but there it is    Guatemala as plain as day    Laos but we relax    Vietnam when we hear    … Continue reading

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Walk Away From The Table

The dictionary definition of Cannibalism is: n. 1. The act of eating human flesh or the flesh of one’s own kind. 2. Savage and inhuman cruelty.   We are cannibals. Our pastime is cannibalism. We feed on the flesh of … Continue reading

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It’s Mother’s Day in America

Weep not for the mothers laying dead in bombed out villages or their sisters and brothers shot in the back as they waved their flags of black, red, green & white weep instead for the children they leave behind, far … Continue reading

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There Are No Innocent People

“There are no innocent people in the Gaza Strip” Said Israeli Defence Minister Avigdor Liberman. So the 30 unarmed Palestinians, including a journalist killed by a sniper while clearly wearing a PRESS vest, those 30 unarmed Palestinians were not innocent. … Continue reading

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