Newly Nuclear

i really don't want to look at the news anymore. i enjoy world events, but i've had enough violence. enough already with iraq, let alone lebanon.

is that what i get for caring so much about the world, or am i just projecting inner feelings/conflicts onto exterior situations?

i really should stop undermining myself like that.

i don't want to put any more violent pictures on my blog. i've had enough.

i cannot imagine what beirut must be like--i remember friends of mine telling stories about growing up in the civil war in Beirut. one friend was playing with her friend in their front yard, when her friend said she thought she'd been hit by a rock. turns out it was a stray bullet!

but seriously, i have some idea of how much they've suffered, and so recently, and how hard it's been to put together any semblance of a government, and it breaks my heart to see it all go to pieces, and watch the people whose wounds have not yet begun to heal lose everything all over again.

it just hurts. i often support israel, but i'm really wavering this time. starting a regional war is not the way to deal with hezbollah. it can't be.

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