A Day in Gaza – January 11, 2009, by Bill Quigley
A Day in Gaza – January 11, 2009
By Bill Quigley. Bill Quigley, Kathy Kelly and Audrey Stewart can see Gaza from their spot in Rafah Egypt. Quigley77@gmail.com
Tiny jets, the size of rice, cross-stitch the blue skies over the streets of Gaza. Surveillance blimps hover like the Super Bowl. The people below, one and a half million of them, huddle in close homes without electricity or water. Witnesses cringe as noises from the jets paint the town.
Heavy bombs, made in America, are guided by video game controls thumbed by invisible hands. There are no anti-aircraft defenses to oppose them.
BOOM pulses the air and convulses the ground. A huge cloud of black smoke silently rises over a neighborhood. Witnesses fall silent in sadness and rage.
A tiny border mosque speaker starts mournful guttural prayers for the dead and wounded.
Over the prayers comes another BOOM and another and another.
Black smoke mixes with the prayers of sorrow. Minutes later, the air smells of burning. People die. And tomorrow there will be more. And the politicians talk.
By Bill Quigley. Bill Quigley, Kathy Kelly and Audrey Stewart can see Gaza from their spot in Rafah Egypt. Quigley77@gmail.com
Tiny jets, the size of rice, cross-stitch the blue skies over the streets of Gaza. Surveillance blimps hover like the Super Bowl. The people below, one and a half million of them, huddle in close homes without electricity or water. Witnesses cringe as noises from the jets paint the town.
Heavy bombs, made in America, are guided by video game controls thumbed by invisible hands. There are no anti-aircraft defenses to oppose them.
BOOM pulses the air and convulses the ground. A huge cloud of black smoke silently rises over a neighborhood. Witnesses fall silent in sadness and rage.
A tiny border mosque speaker starts mournful guttural prayers for the dead and wounded.
Over the prayers comes another BOOM and another and another.
Black smoke mixes with the prayers of sorrow. Minutes later, the air smells of burning. People die. And tomorrow there will be more. And the politicians talk.
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