#ch: isra

[bourgeoning]

isra  knows  that  attending  these  society  events  only  aid  her  mission  .  listen  ,  observe  ,  absorb  —  words  drilled  into  her  psyche  from  the  earliest  days  of  her  training  .  decades  ago  ,  now  .  but  what  she  wouldn't  give  to  enjoy  ,  for  every  move  she  makes  to  not  have  additional  motives  ,  to  not  hide  under  layers  of  deceit  .  to  simply  be  .  if  only  she  could  enjoy  the  music  and  dance  ,  but  until  she  finds  a  viable  exit  from  this  life  ,  she  must  endure  perpetual  internal  conflict  . as  applause  for  the  previous  set  fades  out  ,  isra  glances  at  the  person  next  to  her  from  her  periphery  first  ,  before  turning  her  head  toward  them  .  "  how  wonderful  .  i  wonder  what  sort  of  act  will  follow  … ?  "  she  muses  ,  loud  enough  for  them  to  hear  .

[bourgeoning]

a  long  day  of  eavesdropping  behind  her  ,  isra  is  eager  to  settle  in  ,  to  gather  her  thoughts  .  to  find  respite  from  the  churning  of  her  stomach  that  performing  her  duties  brings  ,  before  she  meets  with  her  spies  ,  and shares  information  they've  collected  .  determined  yet  light  steps  slow  to  a  halt  ,  when  the  figure  before  her  also  stops  . "  oh  ,  "  she  echoes  (  even  isra  herself  can't  be  certain  if  it's  intentional  mirroring  or  not  )  ,  "  i  was  so  lost  in  thought  ,  i  hadn't  noticed  i  was  following  so  close  behind  you  .  "  a  sheepish  smile  ,  a  silent  apology  ,  adjusting  the  satchel  on  her  shoulder  .  further  worn  ,  from  yet  another  year  of  usage  ,  but  not  so  weighed  down  by  herbs  ,  only  a  sketchbook  .  "  somewhere  around  here  ,  there's  a  shortcut  to  fasil  ghebbi  that  i  used  to  know  ,  "  she  elaborates  .  there's  no  guarantee  it  remains  ,  of  course  .  she  reminds  herself  that  a  year  is  more  than  enough  time  for  a  path  to  become  overgrown  .  "  are  you  returning  to  the  palace  as  well  ?  "

open starter: ( 3 / 5 )

location: base of simien mountains

not quite strange that simpler garb could allow her camouflage. when one could keep their head bowed and walk with purpose, the noise of the every day provided deflection. and when an event as grand as this gathering occurred --- even better.

şenay takes one deep breath after another. the mountain range looms somewhere past her sight; all she sees before her is the path curling ahead. solace from the festivities; an escape from her family.

and yet, they look behind. always, always looking behind. and their eyes lock on another's, gaze widening. a soft "oh" drops from her lips, hands clenching at her sides.

[nxnle]

Jafar não tinha tempo para encontros, não tinha tempo para relacionamentos. Ele tinha tempo somente para seus estudos e para sua arquitetura de vingança. Nunca foi um homem que se deixava levar pelos prazeres da carne; ou, ao menos, não se deixava levar facilmente. A bruxa que encontrou na Floresta Encantada lhe prometeu ensinamentos exclusivos, conhecimentos que só adquiriria através de anos de prática. Ah, e ela o ensinou muito, de fato. Maldições, mais especificamente, fora o assunto que o havia mais interessado. Ele só não conseguiu compreender quando que os toques de Marietta haviam se tornado perigosamente sedutores, ou quando ele parou de se tornar indiferente a eles – oras, até havia ousado iniciar alguns ele próprio! Que audacioso era. À luz de velas, os pergaminhos históricos estavam largados sobre a mesa do lado enquanto os dois já trocavam carícias no colchão da cabana improvisada. As promessas de poder, as promessas de conquista de vingança para os dois lados tornavam-se sussurros calmos; alguns até cheios de ódio e ameaças por si só, como o que Marietta havia acabado de falar. Talvez fosse isso que o tivesse atraído na mulher em primeiro lugar: a sede de vingança dela era tão grande quanto a sua, mas, ao contrário de si, ela já tinha sangue escorrendo pelos dedos. E adorava imaginar como eles eram capazes de torturar e matar outras pessoas, mas que agora eram tão delicados quando caminhavam pelo seu corpo. ❛❛ —- QUEBRAR MEU CORAÇÃO?❜❜ ele repetiu, rindo de forma áspera conforme ela aproximava-se devagar de si – quando é que passou a não oferecer resistência? ❛❛ —- VOCÊ PODERIA TENTAR, SE EU AINDA TIVESSE UM. ❜❜

Marietta sabia do que era capaz. Não apenas do que era capaz ali, com Jafar, mas de tudo que já havia feito no passado, pelos reinos por onde passava. Mas ali era diferente. Havia encontrado alguém com tanto ímpeto e desejo por algo a mais quanto ela. Ambição e sede de poder, não havia nada que ela valorizava mais em alguém do que isso. Mas é claro, que ela jamais cederia de novo. Não importava o quanto estava entendendo que podia admirar Jafar, não importava. Ela sabia que seu coração não existia há muito tempo, havia sido quebrado pouco a pouco - agora era ela quem quebrava. Mas a maneira que ele a olhava a fazia querer ceder, era inevitável. Ele a olhava como se pudesse ver dentro de si, como se a admirasse. Não era apenas desejo carnal, como já havia visto tantas vezes. Era diferente. Seu corpo ia se movendo na direção dele, entre as velas, com cuidado, tentando não amassar nenhum pergaminho. Os dedos foram na direção da nuca dele, enquanto a outra mão ia ao próprio vestido, desabotoando o primeiro botão e o segundo, o que deixava o espartilho abaixo dele mais a mostra. O sorriso aumentou, depois que ouviu a resposta dele. "Você se surpreenderia, Jafar" sussurrou o nome dele baixo, o tom quase maldoso. Se inclinava para juntar os lábios aos dele, deixando o tronco se sobrepor ao dele por um segundo "Sabe que eu preciso de você, não sabe? Agrabbah é o próximo reino que tem que pagar... Temos tanto, tanto a fazer..." ela disse baixo, contra a boca dele, se afastando devagar em seguida "Quero ter certeza que vai estar do meu lado, não importa o quê..." Marietta soprava as palavras com sedução, os olhos sem medo de encara-lo. Se antes tantos haviam a feito temer o contato visual, haviam a feito temer ceder, com medo de quebrar o coração, agora era ela quem fazia. "Eu ainda tenho tanto a te mostrar... mostrar tudo que você vai ser capaz de fazer com a minha ajuda..." ela murmurou, desabotoando outro botão, e agora apertando os fios de cabelo da nuca dele "Comigo ao seu lado, vai ser mais forte do que nunca. Será temido, e também respeitado"

[zvaigzdelasas]

Israel is arming local militias in Gaza in an effort to counter Hamas in the besieged enclave, officials say, as opposition politicians warned that the move endangers national security.

Israeli Prime Minister Benjamin Netanyahu defended the covert enterprise on Thursday, calling it “a good thing.” In a video posted on social media, Netanyahu said Israel had “activated clans in Gaza which oppose Hamas,” and that it was done “under the advice of security elements.”

Former defense minister and Netanyahu rival Avigdor Liberman divulged the move on Israel’s Ch. 12 News on Wednesday, saying that Israel was distributing rifles to extremist groups in Gaza and describing the operation as “complete madness.”

“We’re talking about the equivalent of ISIS in Gaza,” Liberman said one day later on Israel’s Army Radio, adding that Israel is providing weapons to “crime families in Gaza on Netanyahu’s orders.”[...]

One group that has received weapons from Israel is the militia led by Yasser Abu Shabab, officials said. Abu Shabab heads an armed group that controls some territory in eastern Rafah and he has posted photos of himself holding an AK-47 rifle with UN vehicles behind him. Though Abu Shabab has denied receiving weapons from Israel, Hamas has accused him of being a “traitor.”

6 Jun 25

[bourgeoning]

in  spite  of  already  taking  precautions  ,  waiting for just the right moment , isra  sweeps  the  area  for  another  presence  ,  and  ears  attune  to  any  sound  out  of  place  .  only  after  confirming  that  they  are  alone  does  the  court  physician  speak  ,  "  so  ,  not  even  a  theory  ?  too  bad  .  "  she  raises  an  eyebrow  ,  momentarily  breaking  her  calm  mien.  not  making  light  of  the  situation  ,  but  rather  an  indication  of  hers  and  yujin's  connection  .  each  is  a  fount  of  information  to  the  other  ,  and  nothing  more  .  "  could  there  be  …  dissent  in  your  ranks  ?  "  she asks carefully . whether in  china  ,  or  otherwise  .

closed starter ›› isra al - min , @bourgeoning

close  quarters  meant  that  yujin  had  known it was only a matter of time until their paths crossed - accidental or, as she suspected given the secluded location, purposeful. expression remained impassive when she turned to face the other woman.   ❝ if you are here with questions, ❞   she said in a hushed tone,   ❝ i'm afraid i have no answers at the moment. ❞   someone had poured poison into meryem's cup but she couldn't say if it was an act of twisted justice or concealment.

[sayruq]

Amid Israel’s ongoing genocidal war on Gaza, maternal healthcare faces excruciating challenges. Deliberate and systematic Israeli attacks on hospitals and medical centers, and critical shortages of humanitarian aid, including medicine, have created a crisis that is endangering the lives of both mothers and newborns. The situation is critical. There are an estimated 50,000 pregnant women in Gaza and some 180 births every day. Israel’s decision in October to prevent food, water, fuel and electricity from entering Gaza created a desperate situation. Inadequate nutrition, exposure to cold and hot weather, the absence of clean water, and poor sanitation weigh heavily on the wellbeing of women and children. The circumstances force them to consume contaminated water, heightening the peril of dehydration and waterborne diseases, particularly among vulnerable groups such as expectant mothers, new mothers and young children. Fuel shortages and the constrained capacity of the few remaining medical facilities exacerbate the difficulty for women in labor to access hospitals. Um Amin, a mother with a few children, confronted with the harsh reality of displacement, recounted her family’s struggles during Israel’s aggression. As bombs relentlessly fell on their neighborhood, reducing their home to rubble, Um Amin had to seek refuge at a school run by the UN agency for Palestine refugees (UNRWA) in the northern Gaza Strip taking only very few belongings. She was pregnant. And in the school there was little by way of basic necessities such as clean water, food or even clothes for her children. She considered moving south, where food might be a little more accessible. Her husband refused, causing conflict between them.He feared not being able to return. And while she believed that the Israeli army was attempting to force them to leave, she also felt it was a matter of life and death for her children. “It was heart-wrenching to witness my kids fighting over scraps of bread. My 4-year-old started stashing away bread in his pocket for later. I was shocked. Before the war, I never slept without knowing my children were fed. Now, most of the time, I am certain they never feel satisfied.” Her entire motivation to carry on became a matter of feeding her children She denied herself food for their sake, but had also to remind herself of the child within her. “The baby inside me is also a priority, so I had to eat too.” She found the balancing act incredibly challenging, an unbearable burden of motherhood. “I am going to share something I’ve never told anyone I know: I contemplated suicide to escape the weight of this responsibility.”

After the Israeli army unexpectedly stormed al-Rimal, a Gaza City neighborhood, for a second time, Um Amin panicked and fled again, this time going from the UNRWA school to a relative’s house. But her fear caused her to enter preterm labor. A doctor, at the nearby al-Sahaba medical center, had to resort to a cesarean section. It was hell, Um Amin said. There was insufficient anesthesia and she could feel the scalpel cutting into her body. There was no electricity; the doctor had to use a handheld flashlight to see. Um Amin’s cries of pain could not drown out the crashing of shells around her. The operation left her utterly drained. She couldn’t believe she was still alive.She needed nourishment to recover what she had lost during the bleeding and to breastfeed her son. But hunger was stalking Gaza. Food was scarce, there was no white flour in the markets, and Israel was blocking aid trucks from entering the north. “All I had to eat was bread made from animal feed and water. When I had my other children, I relied on foods rich in animal proteins, but it was impossible this time. The price of meat was five times higher than normal.” Unable to adequately breastfeed her child, she had to find infant formula. But the price was multiple times higher than it used to be and more than she could afford. Eventually, she was forced to buy formula that was past its expiry date. “You might blame me, but there was literally no other option. I didn’t have enough money. It wasn’t clumped together, so the doctor told me it could still be used.” She would never find out. Due to the lack of clean water, she prepared the milk with non-potable water from a well. The baby refused to drink.

[kick-a-long]

Stuff like this is why I get so pissed off at accusations of genocide and apartheid.

Why would a genocidal country pause a war to vaccinate at least 90% of Gaza kids against polio as soon as the first case of a two year old paralyzed by type 2 poliovirus is confirmed? If they wanted gazans wiped off the earth they would keep the war going and vaccinate Israeli kids and citizens. If they wanted them dead they would never vaccinate “the enemy.” Russia wouldn’t do that.

I see you dickheads in the comments, “it’s for optics! Plus they must be worried about Jews getting it from them! That’s the only reason they want to vaccinate anyone. Plus vaccines are poison even checked by the WHO! They probably have autism in them!”

If it’s an apartheid why would Palestinians have access to the same places and bodies of water as Israelis? And if they don’t why would Israel vaccinate. The Regan administration didn’t respond to the HIV outbreak in the 80s because they hated gays and drug users and wanted them sick, spreading it, and most importantly dead. During peace time to their own citizens.

All Israel would have to do is ignore the outbreak.

Vaccines work. Polio is one of the most devastating diseases a kid can get. There’s no medication that can stop the damage once you get the virus. Lil kids die from diarrhea, are paralyzed for life and if they’re immune system doesn’t stop the paralysis at their legs it climbs up their bodies and once it hits their diaphragm (the muscle that lets you breath right under your rip cage) kids as young as a few months old to their teens will die from lack of air. Both are the absolute worst and most painful ways a person can die. Waking nightmare delusions from dehydration and low oxygen on top of the physical pain.

Nazis infected Jews with this shit intentionally to study how polio affects children. Israel is stopping in the middle of a war to end the polio outbreak when they are still trying to rescue kids so young they have spent the majority of their lives on earth in Hamas captivity. And after only one kid was confirmed with polio type 2, the one that causes paralysis.

How can it be a genocide or an apartheid when they are literally helping safeguard Palestines next generation of kids?

[bourgeoning]

she  falls  back  into  the  rhythm  with  ease  ;  contrasting  chaos  with  calm  ,  for  others'  benefit  .  in  spite  of  a  continuously  pounding  heart  ,  and  fear  gnawing  at  her  stomach  .  nails  rapping  against  the  table  ,  isra  replays  the  bedlam  in  the  grand  jury  hall  ,  hoping  to  achieve  any  sort  of  understanding  of  the  tangled  mess  left  in  its  wake  .  but  the  memory  ebbs  into  the  background  when  she  hears  approaching  footsteps  .  reflexively  ,  she  sits  up  ,  offering  a  warm  smile  to  @classiqals  @flcralhaze  @umitvar  @verenduss  @monarhrh    @whispcrings  , "  how  can  i  help  ?  don't  be  shy  now  .  "  almost  a  joke  ,  or  ,  rather  ,  an  attempt  at  bringing  levity  .

[bourgeoning]

obligation  and  interest  often  intermingle  in  isra's  mind  ,  but  the  choice  to  leave  an  offering  had  been  all  her  own  .  for  those  who  were  both  assignments  and  genuine  friends  ,  people  she  has  learned  from  .  those  who  made  a  greater  impact  than  she  can  admit  to  anyone  but  herself  .  hands  clasped  under  her  chin  ,  she  raises  her  head  when  she  hears  the  princess'  voice  ,  arms  falling  to  her  sides  ,  "    i'd  like  to  think  our  intention  is  what  matters  most  …  and  that  the  spirits  appreciate  any  kind  gesture  .  "  she  gazes  ,  wistfully  ,  around  the  chapel  —  admiring  the  architecture  ,  the  offerings  others  had  brought  .  and  she  wonders  ,  dimly  ,  after  andromeda's  ,  that  the  flowers  aren't  what  she  would  have  chosen  for    their  associates  .  but  she  tucks  the  thought  away  for  another  time  . "  …  whether  those  spirits  exist  or  not  .  "  isra  continues  in  a  much  lower  voice  .  in  spite  of  any  skepticism  ,  she  respects  the  essence  of  the  festival  ,  and  doesn't  wish  to  be  heard  speaking  otherwise  .

closed starter with: andromeda and isra (@bourgeoning) location: phi ta khon spirit festival time: sunset

Andromeda carried the heaviness of her guilt as she wandered through the festivities. After all, she hadn’t really lost anyone in the Reckoning. Her brother had gone missing, that was true, but mourning him was like mourning a stranger- someone she only knew in the stories she’d been told. If he walked through the castle doors, would she even recognize him from the paintings on the walls of Fasil Ghebbi? Would he recognize her? Andromeda closed her eyes tight, shaking the thought out of her mind. Isra stood at one of the altars for the departed, and the princess approached, standing beside her, a small bushel of flowers in her hand. “We can offer so little to our loved ones once they’ve passed.” Reverently, she laid the flowers down on the altar, placing a soft hand on them before rising. Many would assume it was intended for her brother, but it was an offering for an old friend, from her previous life, who had died just a few months before Andromeda had been discovered. “I'm not even sure I believe in these offerings, yet I scoured the marketplace to find their favorite flowers.”  

[joannerowling]

I'd like to say a few words today for the Israeli victims of Hamas and especially for those of you who may have known a victim, or were simply affected because it's your culture, your country, your people.

I'm French, and i've been on and off tumblr since 2013, so i remember what it was like to be online during the Charlie Hebdo killings in 2015. Different 7 of a different month and year, very different crimes and scale, but a similar scenario online. The whole Internet, lead by American users, almost immediately started saying the victims deserved it, using cartoons of the journal which they didn't understand to illustrate their point. These posts had millions of notes, while the French people's attempt to correct the misconception struggled to get a tenth of that. We were not allowed to mourn. Foreign press, especially in English speaking countries (= the internationally most read press) refused to publish the caricatures which their peers had been brutally murdered for, because, they said, it would be insensitive to the people who believed in Islam's god, a make-believe man in the sky concept which has been responsible for the death and enslavement of entire cultures. In those days i think i lost my faith in humanity, and i don't say that lightly. There's a before and after.

So i think i can imagine a fraction of the grief that you must feel, not just over what happened on 7/10/23 (which was so infinitely worse than what happened to CH), but the hostile reactions since. The rage at those callous dismissals, the minimising of horror, the insistence that "all sides must be heard" even on THAT day, the suspicious analysis of the ways you express your sorrow. And of course, the fear, as you know that some people are out there outright celebrating, and some would gladly kill again especially today, and some would excuse them.

What really helped me feel better in 2015 was seeing some people go against the grain and be frank about their support, and their understanding of who were the victims and who were the criminals. So today especially i wanted to let you know that i support you, and i know that there are more who do. You are not your government, you are not a mindless blob of [insert ethnicity here], you are people who went through something horrible, who were the target of barbaric men who sought only to explicitly torture, rape and murder innocents. There is no ambiguity on what happened on that day. Those were not casualities. 1200 Israelis is the same percentage of the population as 39960 Americans in the US. If nearly fourty hundreds American people – children, babies and women, were tortured, murdered and raped on the same day, you bet your arse that there would be ceremonies and public displays of mourning and international support.

So there, that's what i wanted to say. I'm sorry for your losses, may the dead rest and may the living heal in peace.

[eretzyisrael]

by Seth Mandel

This combination of arrogance and ignorance is a hallmark of the “just asking questions” influencer corps. At the same time, there is something telling about Gaines’s crazy statement that no one knew what a Zionist was until October 7, after which “people started looking into this conflict.” On October 7, only one side was carrying out violence, and all that violence was against innocent Israelis. There’s an echo of this same idea near the end of the Joe Rogan–Ian Carroll interview. Carroll goes on a rant about the Jewish state being essentially a criminal enterprise founded and governed by mobsters and terrorists. Then Rogan cuts in and says: “And what’s interesting is, you can talk about this now, post–October 7.” To which Carroll responds: “Exactly. It opened wide open.”

October 7 was a moment of Jewish vulnerability, and it brought a particular coalition of alienated Internet celebrities out of the woodwork: washed-up UFC fighters, wannabe pick-up artists, pseudo-historians and philosopher-bros chasing respectability, trust-fund Instagram royals seeking validation from serious-minded people, right-wing populist lay preachers with a persecution complex. These are self-styled tough guys (and gals) who can’t explain how a state made up of supposed genetic degenerates keeps coming out on top. Israel is the Jew of the nation-states; how did it field a fearsome army and a network of super-spies? It must be lying, cheating, and stealing.

Nick Fuentes, ironically, has been the most honest and forthright about the envy and frustration of the tough guys and the “master race” types. In December, a bit over a year after the war started, Israel had turned the tables on its pursuers. Fuentes, on his America First show, had a radically self-aware meltdown. “It’s time for a little self-reflection, it’s time for a little honesty,” Fuentes said smiling, palms held up as if in surrender. “Do you know how much it sucks being on the other side of Israel?” Then came a brief airing of grievances: “They killed everybody in Hezbollah. They made Hezbollah look like an absolute b—ch when they blew up all their pagers. And then they blew up all their other stuff the next day, and then they killed them all.” He concluded: “Damn, this sucks. It’s just watching this defeat in slow motion.”

The world of right-wing influencers is obsessed with conquest and superiority, and on October 7 they thought their time had finally come. Yet 18 months later, they’re back where they started. So they have taken their quest to the 21st century’s version of the wise men atop the mountain: the podcast maestros with massive audiences and an endless appetite for questioning everything. They are crowdsourcing their war on the Jews.

[bourgeoning]

dissatisfied  with  the  mentality  of  black  or  white  for  as  long  as  she  can  remember  ,  isra  exists  in  a  perpetual  gray  area  .  for  that  reason  ,  perhaps  ,  each  of  her  relations  have  a  multitude  of  layers  (  and  with  those  layers  ,  many  feelings  )  within  them  .  no  one  can  simply  be  friend  or  foe  .  often  they  can  be  both  . a  small  smile  at  the  prince's  approach  ,  tucking  her  notebook  under  arm  .  nabil  is  ,  perhaps  ,  the  closest  to  having  one  ,  distilled  label  —  her  liege  ,  yes  ,  but  mostly  regarded  as  a  friend  .  it's  difficult  not  to  ,  what  with  the  genuine  kindness  permeating  from  his  very  being  .  in  spite  of  that  very  kindness  ,  though  ,  she  files  through  the  potential  responses  —  good  ,  weary  ,  disquieted  . "  busy  ,  "  she  decides  to  say  aloud  .  "  a  shocking  number  of  people  do  not  fare  well  on  boats  .  not  even  seasickness  ,  but  other  ailments  .  "  and  a  dose  of  worry  ,  regarding  the  bonaparte  queen's  demise  .  "  how  are  you  faring  ,  my  prince  ?  "

𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍: PAÇO IMPERIAL PALACE, EGYPT'S QUARTERS 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌: PRINCE NABIL BADI 𝐓𝐎: COURT PHYSICIAN ISRA AL-AMIN ( @bourgeoning )

the uneasiness weighing down his chest is only heavier once the news of bonaparte queen's death reaches their ears. the swift apprehending of those responsible is somewhat a relief, though nabil isn't foolish enough to think this is the end of it all. just the opposite, he fears and knows this will only grow bigger, and the apex will be when the tribunal arrives. they have a lot to do, and a lot to figure out. with some questions and more worry in his mind, he sets out to find isra, and when he spots her in the main quarters of egypt, the prince makes her way to her. "isra, hello." it has been a while since they have spoken last, and he wonders how she has been amidst all of this. "how have you been?"

[girlactionfigure]

🟪EARLY ALERT RESULTS, LIONS!, and NO DEAL - Real time from Israel  

✡️Omer count 6 tonight.

✡️Erev Shabbat - Parshat Shemini - On the eighth day, following the seven days of their inauguration, Aaron and his sons begin to officiate as kohanim (priests); a fire issues forth from G‑d to consume the offerings on the altar, and the divine presence comes to dwell in the Sanctuary. (Leviticus 9:1)

✡️Tonight is Shivi’i Shel Pesach, the 7th and last day of Passover, the splitting of the Red Sea, a holy day (holiday).  (Outside Israeli celebrated for 2 days, the 7th and 8th day.) 

⚠️HOME FRONT EARLY ALERT - during this morning’s Houthi missile attack we got a chance to see Home Front’s early alert.  Here’s what it did:

.. 5 minutes before the regular alert, a “notice” sound and a message was displayed by the Home Front Command app IF you were within the missile zone.

.. The message said: “In the next few minutes, alerts are expected in your area - You need to find a better location that will provide the best protection in your area.”  (Minor translation problem there, the word better should be eliminated.)

.. The other alert apps such as Tzofar and Cumta DID NOT display an early alert.

.. The IDF spokesman channel put out the same alert, with 4 minute warning.

.. But the Pikud HaOref (Home Front) channel DID NOT.  

.. We assume it will take a a few days for the channels and other apps to get the ability.  In the meantime if you want this advance alert, the Home Front Command app is the only option - available on the Play and App Stores in Israel, in English.

⭕HOUTHI MISSILE FRAGMENTS landed in Beit Fajar, near Bethlehem, Judea, including a large piece on someone’s patio.  Missile intercepted by Israeli Arrow-3.

▪️LIONS!  4 lion cubs were confiscated by the police after being smuggled into Israel and turned over to the nature authority.

▪️STUPID TERROR - An IDF unit were ‘ambushed’ near Eviatar, by boulder throwing terrorists attacking the road.  They responded with live fire, 2 terorrists eliminated, 1 wounded.

▪️ANOTHER MK RECEIVES DANGEROUS LETTER - A suspicious envelope was placed at the home of MK Avi Maoz. Police and fire departments arrived at the scene, bomb and hazardous materials squad handled it.

♦️LEBANON - overnight IDF attack on a Hezbollah weapons depot, targeted elimination this morning.

♦️GAZA - Targeted airstrikes with significant terrorist elimination in both south Gaza, Bani Suheila, and north Gaza, Tel al-Za’tar.  

🔹US vs the HOUTHIS - major US attack overnight destroying the fuel terminal at the port of Ras Issa, including the port, storage and fuel transport trucks.

🔹US and ISRAEL vs IRAN - Trump on the report that he "waved" Israel away from attacking Iran: "I wouldn't say I waved them away. I'm just in no hurry to do it (want to explore another path). Iran must not have nuclear weapons. I want Iran to prosper and they can do it easily or not... and that would be bad for them."

Security source to Ch. 14: "Trump spoke with Netanyahu and said that the Iranian problem will be dealt with and, in addition, the Israeli wait will pay off.”

🎗️(NO) DEAL - Hamas has rejected Israel’s latest offer, which was for 10 hostages for 45 days of ceasefire - and for an end to the war, disarmament and the exile of Hamas leadership.  Hamas continues to demand an immediate end to the war, full withdrawal of the IDF including from the Egyptian-Gaza border to allow them open access to smuggling, no disarmament, massive free aid, and the world to pay for and rebuild Gaza.  And all of that with no guarantee of the return of all the hostages.

[ashwantsafreepalestine]

3 ISRAELI ‘HOSTAGES’ KILLED BY THE IDF.

Hebrew Ch.12:

“Ron Sherman, Nick Beizer, and Elia Toledano were killed by an IDF shelling, after the military was unaware they were in the presence of a senior Hamas figure who was targeted and eliminated.

The IDF has been aware of these details since February but has not released the information publicly.”

Why do they keep killing their own?

[vague-humanoid]

The chief of Israel’s police intelligence division plans to resign, Israeli media reported on 4 September.

This comes amidst a recent wave of resignations in the Israeli military and security establishment. 

“Dep. Ch. Dror Assaraf, head of the police intelligence division, announced to [newly appointed] Police Commissioner Daniel Levi on Wednesday, his intention to step down from his role,” the Jerusalem Post said. 

According to Hebrew newspaper Maariv, Israeli National Security Minister Itamar Ben Gvir – who is in charge of the prison system and police – has been blocking the promotion of several officers, including Assaraf. Israeli media reported earlier this year that Israel’s High Court has shown great concern over a law passed in December 2022 which granted Ben Gvir broader power over the police system. 

The same Maariv report, released on 4 September, said that the appointment of every new police commissioner is accompanied by a wave of resignations. It adds that some realize they may not get promoted and decide to resign, while others are notified that they should retire.

Assaraf is the fourth to resign from his post in recent days.

Major General Tamir Yadai, the commander of the Israeli army’s ground forces, decided to resign for “personal reasons,” Hebrew news site Walla reported on 3 September.

Walla also recently reported that the commander of Israel’s Unit 8200, Brigadier General Yossi Shariel, plans to announce his resignation in weeks to come. Unit 8200 is the same unit whose headquarters was targeted by Hezbollah as part of its retaliatory attack in late August. 

[thewhisperingtwenties]

🇵🇸 ‼️PLEASE READ AND CONSIDER DONATING‼️. 🇵🇸

due to the large number of people in and from gaza reaching out to me for assistance, i have decided to compile a list of campaigns and pin it to my blog. if you want to see my introductory post, the link is here.

you could be the deciding factor in a families escape. the genocide is not over. disease is rampant and basic necessities are being withheld, so truly, there has never been a more crucial time to donate directly to those in need.

HELP 14 YEAR OLD SAHAR AND HER FAMILY OF EIGHT EVACUATE GAZA (vetted here ):

HELP 28 YEAR OLD AMINA YASSER PROVIDE A SAFE, NURTURING ENVIRONMENT TO HER CHILDREN AND FAMILY: https://www.gofundme.com/f/saaado-aaayl-amyn-yasr-llosol-al-br-alaman

HELP RECENT HIGH SCHOOL GRADUATE AND COLLEGE STUDENT ANAS BASIL AND AHMED REBUILD THEIR FUTURE (ONLY AT €849/€29,000) : https://www.gofundme.com/f/Help-Anas-and-Ahmed-in-Gaza

HELP RASHA SAAD AL-DIN EVACUATE GAZA WITH HIS MOTHER, FATHER AND SIBLINGS TO FIND A SAFER LIFE OUTSIDE: https://www.gofundme.com/f/help-me-get-my-family-out-of-gaza-their-lives-have-become-v

HELP THE SHAQQUORA FAMILY ESCAPE TO EGYPT, CAMPAIGN ORGANIZED BY THE BROTHER OF FATHER BASSAM SHAQQUORA IN HOPES OF ENSURING THEIR SAFETY (ALREADY €31,000 RAISED! YOU COULD BE THE DECIDING FACTOR IN THEIR ESCAPE) : https://www.gofundme.com/f/ne9gzx-help-them-to-survive?utm_campaign=p_lico+share-sheet-first-launch&utm_medium=copy_link&utm_source=customer

HELP FIVE YEAR OLD TAIM AND HIS PARENTS SURVIVE IN GAZA, $1 MAKES A DIFFERENCE: https://www.gofundme.com/f/help-ragheb-and-his-family-rebuild-their-life

MOHAMMAD, AN ENGLISH TEACHER FROM GAZA, HAS RECENTLY ESCAPED TO EGYPT. DONATE TO HELP HIM REBUILD HIS LIFE AND PROVIDE FOR HIS FAMILY, WHO ARE STILL TRAPPED IN THR GAZA STRIP: https://www.gofundme.com/f/help-mohammad-survive-the-genocide

HELP EMAN, A MOTHER OF THREE, PROVIDE FOR HER CHILDREN, SECURE BASIC NECESSITIES, AND REBUILD HER LIFE:

HELP OLA FERWANA PROVIDE FOR HER CHILDREN IN THE ABSENCE OF HER HUSBAND, WHO LEFT FOR EGYPT MERE DAYS BEFORE OCTOBER 7TH 2023 : https://www.gofundme.com/f/urgent-appeal-save-ola-family-evacuate-gaza-war

i have so much love and respect for all who have reached out, and all those suffering in the Gaza Strip. we must never cease our fighting, and never stop feeling angry at the israeli government and military for what they have done. do not become desensitized, never allow yourself to think for a second that this is normal.

FREE PALESTINE🇵🇸🇵🇸🍉