A wounded Palestinian boy speaks on the phone with his family following an Israeli air strike in Rafah camp in the southern Gaza Strip October 7, 2012.
A missile fired by an Israeli aircraft hit and wounded two Palestinian militants and eight bystanders in the southern Gaza Strip on Sunday, Palestinian hospital officials said. [REUTERS/Ahmed Zakot]
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You hear all the time people exclaiming how the number of people “injured” doesn’t matter, it’s the death toll that does, and that Israel shouldn’t be berated for the number of people caught in the crossfire as long as they make it out alive “because they try their best to limit civilian casualties”
Well here’s the thing-
Can you imagine the stress and trauma this boy will face for the rest of his life as a result of his “minor” wounds? Could you imagine this happening to your brother or sister? To yourself? Always having to worry about when the next attack will come, and from where, with no hope for escape or release? Sure, it’s just a “little bit of blood”. How many children are even exposed to blood outside of a scraped knee, though? Let alone a full on missile explosion.
Could you imagine the uproar if this was what American citizens traveling abroad were subjected to? The media outcry, the protests, the films, the books, the interviews and the campaigns that would come out of it if a grain of sand were to be projected too forcefully into the skin of an American and draw blood due to some blast in the Middle East, let alone if it had been an American Child?
This is supposed to be “normal” for us, as we’re chastised by people sitting comfortably in their La-Z-Boy sofas typing away on their laptops about the “Collateral damage” that inevitably comes with bombing people to freedom