Ceasefire: Ice on hot ash
November 27, 2024
Finally, after all this calamity, bloodshed and horrid looming of war, a Ceasefire agreement has been reached.
In a turn of events, and in attainment in something that no one who has witnessed what was happening thought possible, some strange form of peace has been achieved. Well, at least in theory. What the news calls an agreement is really a concord of defeat for H*zb***. Their sheep remain to 'shoot their guns' in triumph (the irony speaks for itself, Ceasefire?) and in celebration of the liberation of the land - all the while IDF continues to bomb parts of the South that it deems are 'suspicious', while still conducting aerial surveillance in the country's airspace, now within their own right due to the strangely well-placed clause that simply allows them to do so? I don't know - go figure. The representatives continue to speak and advocate for the 'victory' that they have achieved in 'stopping the enemy', but propaganda will falter when placed through the test of time. Where are they now? Seldom, I believe, that I see this 'victory' reflected in the streets - where is the victory? Is it under the rubble of this toppled building? Or under the char of this burnt car? Or maybe its in the ruins of streets and homes and fields and .... Foolish and ill-gotten is a victory that allows the enemy to continue to attack the land -- Tell me, what of the blue line?
This country will not see a victory until the cancer is surgically removed. And time is the only qualified judge. For now, I'm simply happy to fall asleep without the looming sound of drones.
The Terrible Machines of War: Beirut's Night of Fiery Ruin
October 6, 2024 | All through the night
Ah, the calamities of our age are such that even in this age of brass and steam, we must not shy away from the horrors that have befallen our fellow man. Permit me, then, to recount what transpired in the Levant, in the air of a chronicler from another century.
This past night, dear reader, was marked by the most frightful series of explosions to have shaken the very foundation of the Lebanese capital, Beirut. A night, indeed, of such ferocity as to eclipse all prior hostilities since Israel expanded its campaign against Lebanon in late September. The air was thick with terror as the sounds of Israeli warplanes, those great steel birds, cut through the night, unleashing their wrath upon the southern quarters of the beleaguered city.
It is said that over thirty strikes were visited upon those unfortunate suburbs, a veritable storm of fire that lit up the night sky in a grim illumination. Plumes of smoke ascended, casting an ominous veil over Beirut in the dim hours of Sunday morn. Among the targets laid waste was a petrol station, and a hotel not far from the city's Rafic Hariri international airport, where many had sought refuge. These buildings, once symbols of mundane life, now lie in ruin, a testament to the unrelenting nature of modern warfare.
The foe, Israel’s military, declared their actions were aimed at dismantling a cache of weapons held by Hezbollah, a group entrenched in the southern reaches of Beirut. Alas, it is the civilian heart that bleeds most in such conflicts, no matter the mitigations claimed to have been taken.
Yet the gravest whisper that passes from mouth to ear is that of Israel’s use of depleted uranium in these recent attacks—an abominable act, my friends. Depleted uranium, a vile substance, leaves behind a legacy not of rubble, but of sickness, contamination, and suffering that endures far beyond the explosion itself. It is no ordinary ordnance, but a toxin, invisible and eternal, that promises ruin for generations to come.
What becomes of a land, I ask, when its soil is soaked not merely with blood but with poison? How long before those in power reach for the even darker implements of war—the very tools of the apocalypse, weapons of atomic fury? Shall Lebanon, that ancient land, be wiped from the maps of the world by the hand of man? Only time shall tell, but today, we stand at the precipice of a greater horror still.
The heart quivers, yet the pen endures.
Tragedy in Kola: A Shadowy Encounter with Fate
September 30, 2024 | A Quarter to 1
In the dim, flickering glow of gaslights illuminating the streets of Beirut, news has emerged from the shadows of conflict, echoing the relentless march of turmoil that grips our world. The Popular Front for the Liberation of Palestine (PFLP), a faction known for its resolute stance against imperialist encroachments, has announced the grievous loss of three esteemed members, fallen in a recent strike upon the Kola district.
On the evening of this fateful Sunday, the skies darkened as Israel launched a strike upon the Kola area, marking a significant escalation in the ongoing bombardments that have besieged the southern suburbs of this once-vibrant city since the preceding Monday. The ironclad machinery of war continues its relentless grind, yet no official tally of the dead has been disclosed.
As we peer through the smoky haze of conflict, the tales of these brave souls remind us of the heavy toll exacted by the strife that envelops our world. The gears of history turn inexorably onward, with each tragedy forging the next chapter in this grim saga.
A Dire Chronicle from the Eastern Expanse: The Toll of Conflict
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In a somber announcement from Lebanon’s Ministry of Public Health, the grim tally of human suffering mounts as the relentless air assaults by Israel continue to wreak havoc. As of this hour, the number of lives lost stands at 105, with a further 359 souls bearing the scars of injury, a harrowing testament to the chaos unfurling across the region. Notably, the Kola district in Beirut has borne the brunt of these strikes, marking a significant departure from the prior focus on the southern suburbs.
The tumultuous skies have not only darkened over Lebanon; the assault extends to the Yemeni port city of Hodeidah, where Israel has targeted vital infrastructure, including the critical Ras Isa seaport and several power stations, disrupting the lifelines of a beleaguered populace.
In the beleaguered Gaza Strip, the toll is equally severe, with medical sources reporting at least 28 Palestinian lives extinguished since the break of dawn on this fateful Sunday. Each lost life adds a weighty chapter to the ongoing saga of despair.
In the corridors of power, the echoes of alarm resonate. US President Joe Biden has expressed the urgent need to avert a broader regional conflict in the Middle East, recognizing the perilous brink upon which the region teeters.
Adding to the chilling revelations, it has come to light that the bomb employed in the assassination of Hezbollah leader Hassan Nasrallah was a guided weapon of American origin, as disclosed by a US senator to NBC News. Yet, the Pentagon remains silent, as does Israel, leaving a veil of uncertainty over this critical matter.
As the cogs of war turn relentlessly, we find ourselves witnessing a tempest of human tragedy, each life lost a poignant reminder of the fragility of peace in a world beset by strife. The shadows deepen, and the future remains uncertain, held captive by the tumultuous forces of history.
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