Five good things today:
-peach curd and meringue croissant
-sneaking into the gym
-shortcuts
-muscles healing two days early
-hammocks indoors
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This was posted by Malek El Shinbary on Facebook, in Arabic:
On the way from Gaza to Khan Yunis, a little girl named Sama sat next to me.
She was sitting in her mother's lap, pointing her little hand toward the window. I understood that she wanted to see the sea, so I opened the window and sat her on my lap.
She smiled as if she remembered that life had another form.
I said to her with a smile:
βI swear, I didn't notice you signaling me. Why didn't you call me, little one?β
Her mother said:
βShe used to talk a lot, but after what happened two years ago, she stopped talking and only uses sign language.β
I paused for a moment, feeling an old desire I hate and cannot suppress: the desire to ask questions.
So I asked, realizing that I was committing the sin of curiosity once again.
On December 7, 2023, they were trapped in the Muscat School on Yafa Street, 300 civilians waiting to be βevacuated.β The soldiers ordered the men to come out first, tricked them, and executed four of them in front of their wives and children. Sama's father was one of them.
Half an hour later, her older sister came out to try to pull his body away, but they shot her. She bled for nine hours on the ground and, by God's grace, survived.
The occupation army ordered the women to flee to the west of the city after arresting the rest of the men, the first of whom was her older brother. On the way, her mother discovered that her daughter was not with them. That moment alone is enough to break a soul forever.
For three days, she returned to the school, which had been turned into a military barracks, begging the soldiers to let her search. On the third day, she was allowed to enter.
She entered the area, searching among the rubble of houses and charred walls, among torn small bags, among the sounds that had died down, until she found her sitting under a wall, in dirty clothes, staring into nothingness for three days without food or water.
That child was Sama. Since that day, she has not uttered a single word, she has not cried, she has not screamed, she has not spoken, she only gestures to ask for things, tapping her plate to eat and her cup to drink.
I looked at Sama laughing at the sea, I wanted to say something, anything, but to no avail, just hearing the story made me speechless Sama.
How do you console a child who has been through all this, lost her voice, her father, her sister injured, and her childhood?
I curse my curiosity, I curse this filthy world that smiles in the faces of murderers.
The world that decorates the screens by talking about "peace".
This annihilation will not end, and it will not come out of us, even if the whole earth blossoms as an apology for the sky.
Original:
Malek El Shinbary
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Israel is starving children. Europeans voted to give them the Eurovision prize. Europe is complicit in this genocide, everyone from the leaders on down to the teenagers voting on TV song contests. There is no redemption for this level of depravity. Locking millions of children in a cage, bombing them for two years and then starving them in full view of the whole world. What have we done.
When I was last in Gaza, I somehow knew that the place would come to define everything, moving forward. The genocide continues. What are you dong to help stop it?
The Arab Reporters for Investigative Journalism has released the results of their latest survey of journalists in Gaza. This time, they surveyed 383 journalists, 89% of whom were still inside Gaza. Results:
- 84 journalists (22%) lost family members.
- 96% were displaced from their homes.
- 92% lost their essential reporting equipment.
- 91% lack basic protective equipment (such as bulletproof vests and helmets).
- 60% currently live in tents.
Full survye results here:
Direct testimonies from survey respondents:
The last time they did this survey was in June 2024, when they collected responses from 216 journos.

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Survey of Gaza
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In Their Own Words: Gazaβs Journalists
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One possible origin of the #Moustassleaks posted to #DDoSecrets this week:
According to victims of the wiretapping and leak, calls recorded in the leak were both conventional cell calls and WhatsApp audio.

TechCrunch
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The FBI and CISA say they have uncovered a "broad and significant" China-linked cyber espionage campaign
Haaretz got into a WhatsApp group of the sadistic murderous people who are advising Itamar Ben-Gvir: https://archive.is/XqKYk
The convicted racist and sanctioned Kahanist proposed targeted assassinations and ethnic cleansing of full neighbourhoods, as state policy.
If there is any comfort tonight, take it in the fact that a political party can't fund a genocide for an entire year and then win the next election.
Toronto: I am speaking at Data Driven day after tomorrow:
Come see me talk about whether leaks can stop war criminals.

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I went to Gaza because I was, and still am, a prison abolitionist. I am against prison, not only because of what it does to the prisoner, but what it does to the jailer. We are seeing this year, what disfiguration this state can wreak on the humanity on both sides. I mourn for us