"Perhaps the most terrifying thing about Gaza was not that the world allowed it to happen. It was discovering that Gaza was only the beginning...."

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Dr. Ezzideen

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Perhaps the most terrifying thing about Gaza was not that the world allowed it to happen. It was discovering that Gaza was only the beginning.

 

All the speeches, protests, resolutions, international laws, red lines, condemnations, and promises of “never again” have apparently taught this monster nothing.

 

This morning, Israeli strikes completely destroyed Ghandour Hospital in southern Lebanon.

 

Another hospital !! Another building once meant for healing reduced to rubble.

 

We watched hospitals in Gaza bombed, besieged, evacuated, burned and destroyed. We were told Gaza was exceptional. We were told the world was watching. International institutions issued statements. Governments expressed “concern.”

People marched through capitals demanding that there must be a line even war is not allowed to cross.

 

And now we are watching those lines disappear somewhere else.

 

Again.

We are living through a dark age in which military power and money seem capable of crushing almost everything humanity spent generations pretending was sacred: international law, hospitals, homes, places of worship, trees, memory, and human life itself.

 

And perhaps that is what terrifies me most.

 

Not only that these things are being destroyed, but that the world is being trained to watch their destruction and continue with its day.

 

A hospital becomes rubble. A neighborhood disappears. A family becomes photographs. Another condemnation is written.

 

And elsewhere, people wake up, drink their coffee, go to work, come home, and sleep.

 

I once believed that knowing what happened would be enough to make humanity afraid of repeating it.

 

Now I understand the more terrible possibility:

Human beings can know.

They can remember.

They can build museums to the dead, teach their names in schools, write “never again” above their graves; and still allow another human being to become rubble.

 

It happened.

Therefore it could happen again.

 

Perhaps the mistake was believing that “again” would look exactly like the first time.

 

If hell is a place where power can destroy human beings, homes, hospitals, memory, and life itself, while those who built laws to prevent it discover that their laws cannot make it stop, then perhaps hell does not require another world.

 

Perhaps it requires only this one,

and enough people willing to continue their day.

 

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