10 April 2009

Chicago morning

On an ideal day, I get up around 6 or 7, start coffee, then check my calendar, email, news, blogs, and twitter in that order. I jump onto iChat and catch the people who live in different time zones or work third shift and say a quick hello.

Israel wakes up when I do, but quickly climbs onto whatever item of furniture is closest to my desk and quickly goes back to sleep. Coffee finishes and I get up to pour a cup, Israel opens one eye and watches me walk in the opposite direction of his leash. He closes his eye and groans as he stretches into an awkward position over the arm of the chair.

Coffee in hand, I grab my blanket and curl up in another chair, switching on the news for a few minutes. My mind wanders to my friends' updates on their blogs and I think about how it seems like everyone is getting married and writing about their spouses and children. I glance over at the dog and remind myself that I don't want any more responsibility than I already have.

Switch off the tv, grab my running shoes and a hoodie and the dog's leash. He quickly jumps up, more awake than I am even after my coffee, and stands at the door waiting for me to grab a bag for the pleasant responsibility of cleaning up after him. Hook the leash on with a snap, unlock the door, and he bounds outside, shoving the outer door out of his way with his head.

An older gentleman is walking across the street to sit in his spot on the curb outside of my building. I pick up after Israel and toss it in the dumpster around the corner. The man starts talking to me with a heavy enough accent that I can't understand what he's saying. I smile and say good morning as I pass him by. Start jogging.

A couple of blocks away, Israel decides that he's more interested in smelling a tree next to the sidewalk instead of running, but doesn't give me any warning. He stops dead in his tracks and my body whiplashes as his leash catches my arm and pulls me to a complete stop. I half laugh, half yell as he looks up at me, then starts walking as though nothing had happened. I give up, we walk the rest of the way around my new route and head home.

The sun is coming up as I get back to my door and my neighbor has just shown up outside with his dogs. We exchange a few words, the dogs sniff at one another, and I head inside.

Shower, breakfast, feed the dog.

The day has begun.

17 January 2009

From Gaza

Voices for Creative Nonviolence received the following report from
Kathy Kelly at 11:10 a.m. on January 17. She is currently in the city
of Rafah, in southern Gaza.
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Dear Friends,

Hello from Gaza. We're in Rafah, in southern Gaza, a small town which
has been fiercely assaulted by the Israeli Air Force for the past
three weeks. Last night, we stayed in a family home about 450 meters
from the border between Egypt and Gaza. We were one block away from
the area between the border and Sea Street, (Rafah's main street).
The Israeli military had dropped leaflets over the area, warning
everyone to leave because Israel planned a fierce assault. Many
residents stay with relatives overnight, but we drove through the area
after sunset and saw numerous children playing in the streets.

Beginning at 12:30 a.m., Israel F-16s and Apache helicopters bombed
the neighborhood once every eleven minutes for about the next 46
minutes. The bombing resumed at about 3:00 a.m. and again at about
5:00 a.m. By morning six family homes were destroyed.

Throughout the day, today, the bombing has continued.

One humanitarian worker told us that he has heard of many groups
speaking about agreements that might be made but he said the only
reality is that people are buried in the ground.

Today, we visited Rafah's hospital, the Abu Yusif Al Najaar hospital,
where we briefly met several people who were injured by the bombing,
including two children and a grandmother. The hospital lacks basic
common surgical tools and the area's pharmacy was destroyed during the
first days of the bombing.

We also visited with Int'l Solidarity Movement workers who told us
that ISM members in the north need more help accompanying ambulances.
At this point, we're told it would be very difficult for us to travel
north because of roadblocks.

At the World Vision office, here in Rafah, the director told us that
not one kilo of cement had come into Rafah over the last two years.
He wondered how they would rebuild after this latest "catastrophic
and unfair war."

Several families displaced by the bombing are living in a primitive
camp, with plastic for doors, and as many as 17 people crowded into
two separate makeshift shelters, - very cramped quarters.

Very best,

Kathy

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10 January 2009

Gaza

I have nothing new to say about what is happening in Gaza but if you want to stay informed, I'd suggest any of the links I'll post below.


Dr Marcy Newman: http://bodyontheline.wordpress.com/

Sameh A Habeeb: http://gazatoday.blogspot.com/

Electronic Intifada: http://electronicintifada.net/v2/

Al Jazeera: http://english.aljazeera.net//news/middleeast/

Washington Post: http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/world/mideast/index.html?wprss=rss_world/mideast

Time Mag Middle East Blog: http://mideast.blogs.time.com/




What are your thoughts on all of this?