I should preface this report by letting you know that as I write it, silent tears are streaming down my face. They have been, on and off, for much of today.
Last night, Israel intensified its attacks on Gaza. What that looks and sounds like is an F-16 airstrike every 10 minutes, all across the Strip. Shells dropping with thunderous force every 3 or 5 minutes. I fell asleep, to wake at 3am as Israeli gunboats firing upon the houses and hotels on the coastline – ka-ka-ka-boom-boom-boom. The smell of cordite filled the air. The sky became a cacophony of F-16s, drones and the screams, car alarms, and animal calls responding to the attacks. Israel unleashed horror here last night.
Today, we drove out across Gaza City to survey the damage. A mosque had been bombed. It’s turret had collapsed into an apartment block opposite, tearing it open to the world. Four people died. This morning, the prayers ring out from the shattered mosque regardless.