Justice for Palestine
On Eavesdropping During the “War”
- By Hasheemah Afaneh
These days—the days of the genocide on Palestinians—I go to coffeeshops. Instead of reading a book, I scroll through my phone and witness in real time the death and destruction of Palestinians and Palestine. My people and my homeland. At times, when I hear the word Palestine, I start to eavesdrop.
After the news of the bombing of al-Ahli Hospital in the Gaza Strip came in, I immediately called off work and went home. Here I was, in a health and academic institution, and there was silence. I wanted to run through the hallways and scream. It was that precise moment, only several weeks into the genocide, that I realized how alone we are as Palestinians.
They’ll think you’ve gone mad, I thought. But aren’t the people who are not...