This is how we war !!! …

I saw a secondhand quote today on a platform, so I can't speak to it's origins, but it was powerful. 'When you become a parent to a child, it's not enough that you love your child, as a parent you must love all children, you must want the best for children everywhere'.

I don' know where to begin or how to even weigh in, nor do I feel I have the right to. I am far to under educated on the subject to intellectually voice my opinion.

Yes I have a basic understanding of the history, but I would only be showing my ignorance to speak on the politics.

I don't really think it's necessary to speak to the devestation of these atrocities, in countries where peace seems unobtainable.

The footage does the speaking. The unfathomable destruction, the devestation, the disregard for life, there are no words that can give greater clout than the pictures we are seeing.

I dare not open this topic on my public forum, not because I don't want to express my feelings, we all have them, how could we not.

I know to open the topic, would be inviting a debate filled with more division and vitriol, of which there is already infinte opportunity in other spaces.

It's with quizical interest that I read the writings of others though. I've learned a lot by taking in all the views.

It's risky for the authors, their heartfelt sharings are ripped to shreds by their accusatory opposers. And of course, the demand that they be cancelled, even after years of admiration, is the only logical next step. It would seem that agreeing to disagree might be a thing of the past.

Given the division, quite possibly everyone will be cancelled.

The irony.

As I watch, from my peaceful existance, far removed from the unfolding genocide, going about my daily routine, living the type of life that the oppressed have never had the opportunity to experience, I remain ambivilent.

There can be no justification for what is unfolding. That's a given. But there is a history that has led to the here and now. It's not just a random act of terrorism, it's a continuation of terrorism. Even if the outside influences and agendas are removed, the brutality that has existed for many years remains.

What we are seeing is overwhelming, but it's not something new, it's just that we are seeing it. Yes we can have compassion, we can be horrified, we can speak to the lack of humaity, but we also have to be open to the history, the path that has lead to the current barbarity. Our outrage should be inclusive of the history.

We also have to be open to the fact that some of the coverage we are seeing may be biased, in order to control the political narrative, to sway the masses, through outrage and indignation.

I don't doubt the atrocities are occuring, but I know that my perception of media and propoganda has been greatly skewed over the last few years. So I take it in, but I also question the transparency, the authenticity and the manipulation that we have become accustom to with main stream media.

I take it in without seeing a side, without ethnicity. Yes I have an opinion, but again the ideology behind the reality is far to convoluted for me to have a trully informed opinion. And even if I did, the relevance of my opinion on such an atrocity, from my comfortable chair, in my safe haven would be absurd.

Even if I was deeply educated on these topics, I still wouldn't feel confident to to speak on a life I could never know. But I can acknowledge the disregard for life. I can be outraged that in 2023 this is how we 'war'.

I might be naive but I honestly thought that war would have somehow progessed to a point where the culling of innocent civilians would no longer be an option.

Children are dying, everywhere, collectively we are failing them.

In what type of reality can a child be disregarded with such ease.

I am a bewildered, helpless bystander.

Yet there are powerful people who could put a stop to what is occuring, yet they are choosing not to.

24th October... I think there will be a lot of footnotes to this blog.

We have had war before, but the type of coverage that we are experiencing is unrelenting - a continuous live feed, a moment by moment delivery of devestation. Never before have we had such access to the true reality of war and human suffering.

I was just watching an instagram interview.

This man's sister-in-law lost twelve members of her family yesterday. The house where his family are, is 5 houses from where a house was bombed recently, it's not uncommon for the same area to be bombed again, so he lives in fear for his family.

It really hits home when it's not just some second hand recounting of what occured, it's real time first hand happenings.

Obviously the loss of life and the way in which it is being lost is immesurable, but also the level of destruction is hard to comprehend. It's an endless eerie sea of grey rubble, the dust thick, dense, not dissimilar to a smouldering fire. I keep thinking of walking out of my home to be greeted with nothing but desolation.

Entire cities, gone. If by some miracle there is a reprieve, what then. There is nothing, no semblance of anything that resembles a liveable existance.

When I was younger I feared war, when I prayed I always asked that there be no more wars. As I watch this war unfolding, growing, gaining momentum, oddly enough, there is no fear. I don't know why. Possibly because over the last few years, everything that I held in esteem has been upended. Everything that I thought could never happen, happened. Nothing is as I once believed it to be. So the fact that this is happening, as horrific as it is, doesn't surprise me. It just seems like the next unimagineable instalment of what next, a continuance of the chaos.

For now I watch on in horror and disbelief and appreciate the normalicy that we take for granted - knowing that we really have no idea of what's around the corner.