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WHAT AN ABSOLUTE BANGER OF AN EPISODEEEEE
The pining is reaching a pinnacle y'all, i had literal heart palpitations at the cliffhangerrrr
The 개쌔끼 ex is gonna show up next week and make choisseung jealous AF and I AM PRAYING TO THE DRAMA GODS FOR A CONFESSION 😌😌😌🥺🥺🥺
Also Cho Han cheul never disappoints 😭😭😭 DAD OF THE MILENNIUM...I SOBBED SO HARD at his adorable conversation with seokryu 😭😭❤️❤️❤️❤️
#i have not had such anticipation for the weekend since 2021 guys#and that was when hometown cha cha cha was airing#they have me screaming crying throwing up#each and every character is killing it#besties this is how you do ensemble casts#im a fan of this writer-director duo#they create magic#and thus the countdown for another weekend starts#may we all survive the week#pining and yearning like choi seung hyo#choi seung hyo#bae seok ryu#jung hae in#jung so min#love next door#엄마친구아들#kdrama#netflix#netflix drama#tvn drama
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I did remember it was a Friday!!! So, fishnet.
Treat me ~ Tip Me ~ More of me
#I love these tights and this bodysuit. I have such fabulous taste. These will always be some of my go-to pieces for fun pics#Fishnet Friday#Happy fishnet Friday to all those who may celebrate ✨#Congratulations on surviving the week my loves. It's been a rough one here but we made it.#satans knitwear#girls with piercings#alt pinup#pinup girl#pretty lingerie#Fishnet tights#cheeky#Black strappy lingerie#My tumtum contains much fruity cider and cheesy garlic bread. So thats a Friday evening well spent.
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this photoshoot is simultaneously the best and the worst thing that's happened to this fandom
#all of these photos make me physically sick#kris' photos were majestic and etheral#bojan's photos were raw and painful#nace and jan's photos are tender and loving#(btw i still can't process the fact that they have photos together and i probably never will because wtf)#and there are more to come#there will be more photos of jance and i will not survive them#and i feel like jure's photos will show his more serious side that we don't get to see that often#fucking hell#there may or may not be tears in my eyes#i haven't felt this many emotions (that i can't even describe) in literal weeks#damon baker you amazing bastard#nace jordan#jan peteh#jance#janace#bojan cvjetićanin#jure maček#kris guštin#joker out#damon baker
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I got a packet from the social security people I have to fill out and have sent back in--by mail--by the 26th. I got it on Friday. And I haven't looked at it til now, bc I was so stressed out about my dog being sick and i feel so overwhelmed. They want all my medical records from the last year, which I don't have, because I've only started keeping that stuff since I had my complete mental breakdown and she took me out of work. And there's so many pages and so much information they want. They have to nitpick my whole fucking life, before they can decide I deserve health. Being disabled in this country is a fucking nightmare. Instead of trying to hep, the just look for reasons to disqualify you. Because they don't want to help us; they just want us to go away
#america is a trashfire#i can't even leave my house alone#i literally have been in tears every time they call me#bc taking on the phone to strangers gives me that much anxiety#i can't function#i can't remember anything longer than a few seconds#i can't focus or concentrate on anything#i have to set alarms just to remind me to do things like eat or take meds#i forget to shower sometimes. others i'm too tired to bother#i literally went an entire week without showering recently. bc i didn't remember to do it#i am not well#and i just need help long enough to get well#but how am i supposed to get it? if they make you wait 200+ days just to hear if your claim is accepted#how am i supposed to survive until then?#I can't work bc i can't leave home with having panic attacks#i can't file for unemployment bc to do so you have to be actively looking for a job#and to get disability i have to prove that i can't work#i could probably work if i found a job i could do from home that payed enough to live off of#not to mention they want me to list any income from may-july#which i didn't make any working. but my brother lives me and gives me money to deposit for the bills#that are all in my name bc he hadn't established credit when we moved in. and my credit was better back then#bc i couldn't afford to leave home until i was 28. so my credit was literally based off my student loan payments#and they were pretty low bc i did the income based thing#i'm getting my parents to come help me with the paperwork#not bc i can't understand it. but bc i literally cannot remember something i read 30 seconds ago
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god help me i'm going insane about dickson xenoblade again
#this is what i get for thinking about lord of the rings too hard this week (specifically denethor / gríma / saruman and the like)#thinking about the way anthony may delivered “when will you learn you HAVE no future?”#he thinks shulk is fully DEAD at that point. he thinks HE killed him. which he very much meant to. but now that the kid is no longer there#now that the terrible future he's been preparing for and actively working to bring about has in fact come about#i don't know that dickson really cared anymore. he played his part he did the deed expected and he did it unquestioningly. So What Now?#well. now nothing. now the world that he spent so long biding his time in; so long getting enmeshed in (even for nefarious purposes)#is about to end; is about to be gone forever.#sure zanza will probably just create another world and maybe he (dickson) will have Even More Power in the new one#(though that's not a given! he doesn't know for SURE his lord and god will keep his promise!)#but like. what the hell does he care at this point#dickson SAYS he wants power but i suspect that long long ago what the giant dickson really wanted was SURVIVAL.#we never get to know just how he became a disciple or what the giant civilization looked like in its heyday or how it ended#but in MY headcanon dickson saw that some kind of destruction coming and he wanted Out#and maybe he hated his peers and figured any power and prestige that came from this bargain was just a bonus#i think he thought of himself as a saruman type: powerful; remote; far above the petty troubles of mortals (even the long-lived high entia)#but i have always headcanoned that by his later days (i.e. when he started engaging w/colony 9; machina village; etc. in earnest)#he committed too hard to the bit and started “going native” as it were; started to give a shit in ways that he would never dare admit#maybe not as much of a shit as; you know; a regular guy would. but more than an immortal disciple and horseman of the apocalypse should.#and all the time knowing that all the world he'd seen would soon be gone#maybe everyone else can get fucked. but shulk had to die too. and that's what their god MADE them to do.#he can't allow himself to care or to hope for another option bc in his mind it's already over; decided; that's it#what else can you do in the face of ultimate power but bow to it and take whatever scraps may fall to an obedient servant?#“you have no future” nor does he except that shulk came back. except that the peoples of bionis/mechonis just wouldn't accept Fate.#and in some final rebellious corner of his mind he starts putting eggs in shulk's basket. “if they can't even defeat telethia they won't#stand a chance against me (or zanza)” so let's see if they CAN. oh they did? how about a dragon? oh fuck they defeated the dragon too?#well fuck. maybe there WAS another option all along. but will/can they stand against me; the final disciple? oh they can??#guess i'll die then bc i'm not looking THAT in the face. i am NOT unpacking my cowardice/failure/lack of vision after all these years.#good luck with that tho <3 you're welcome for the training btw. where i'm going i don't have to see your trauma assuming you live that long.#dickson#xenoblade
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A photo from memories, captured in May 2023.
Everyone has a superhero. For any girl in the world, her superhero is her father.
He is our hero. He is a doctor. Before this ongoing genocide, he worked at Al-Shifa Hospital. He is a wonderful plastic surgeon, loves his work and is committed to it, to help people and relieve their pain.
When We were forced to be displaced to Al-Shifa Hospital at the beginning of the war, he was still committed to his work. He worked nonstop for 40 days, besides caring for his family, especially in these difficult times!
But unfortunately the occupation stormed and burned the hospital after We were forced to evacuate , raising white flags. We could not carry anything, just our souls. We fled to the south on foot. He carried his two children in his arms, and walked long distances for many kilometers during the afternoon among tanks and heavily armed soldiers, and even among decomposing corpses!
Finally, we reached the UNRWA school at Khan Yunis. He started working in Nasser Hospital, which the occupation also stormed and destroyed! Even when we were displaced, he was working.
All that happened did not stop him from performing his lofty job as a doctor. He has now returned to work in MOH hospitals to carry out operations of debridement and grafting of needy injured people, but he is alone, we are far from him.
He decided to protect us and made a decision to refuge in Egypt to be survived. While he stayed in Rafah before the beginning of the military operation there. Then he was forced to be displaced to Deir Al-Balah.
Every morning he goes to work at Nasser Hospital in Khan Yunis and returns to his tent in Deir Al- Balah in the evening all week.
Is this what we and he deserve?
We stay away from our hero and torn our family. While at the same time, he is putting himself in danger while saving innocent lives!
For your information, his profession is considered more dangerous than ever before, due to the occupation’s systematic policy of targeting hospitals and medical staff!
All the day, we are worried about him. May Allah save him. Moreover, there is no safe place.
We hope to reunite again, we want each other, we want our home and our dreams!
We need your help and support to meet our father again, reunite our family and rebuild our lives. Little matters! Your little means a lot to us.
Please, donate or reblog this with others.
Our story is here:
This was not our only tragic story in this genocide, every day was a struggle for survival!
Thanks!
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#gaza fights for freedom#stand with palestine#gazaunderattack#all eyes on gaza#news on gaza#gaza genocide#gaza gofundme#gaza aid#free palestine#gaza
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i refuse to text out i can't
#logbook#but i may tell coworker who invited some of us out tmrw that i wont go bc i dont want to get in the river on my cycle#and i'll want to get in the river it will be TORTURE. to just. sit in the river.#god i am in so much pain it hasnt stopped 👍 nonstop since 4pm. 4 hrs kill me now.#also havent cooled down at all. icepack on back of neck hasnt helped.#so actually it would be fine BUT no i can go in and maybe leave early if she'll let me bc i do have some things to finish.#no i want to finish perennials this week#sooo close to saying every single perennial we sell has been checked and fixed for new product this week#this is the devil talking i have survived 110+ weather 3 days in a row plus migraines plus chronic pain plus i will surive this cycle#help. . .
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I'll kms if we move actually.
#i hate change and we havent even been in this house for a year. that will be our 13th house#i cant be that far from my mom theyre tlaking about states away and month and month you just got week and week we just moved into this house#ill lose my fucking mind if one mlre thing changes. the schedule is already always off and closer to week and a half to half because my dad#gets us extra and it makes me think my mom doesnt want us but i know she does but still. ill die.#i will actually not survive that big of a change i dont care. i know he means well and its to leave something when they die but#there wont be anything to leave if the stress kills me first.#and for all the oreaching about living life instead of stressing out for 70 years this is only gonna make stress that isnt there#or is at least weaker right now#and theyre talking about living in a national forest and running a campsite and trail hike and all this and that but#were fine right now! its stressful yeah but were alive and not super stressed and thsres no anxiety and can er stay in one house for longer#thab a fucking year! this is alreayd house 14 or 9/10 if we only count my dads houses! ill die! stop! settle down for once!!#and they dont even ask if its okay with everyone! and when they do they frame it as if theyre assholes if we say we dont want to move!#but i dont want to move! i may not have any friends#but my whole life is here! i want to graduate from my highschool and live close to both my parents without them being across the country!#stop!!!#anyways#im so sorry i just#i cant?
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ben won’t be back until next sunday god (his mom) is cruel
#personal vent#i am going thru all 5 stages of grief all at once#she told us 5 days and NOW ITS 9????#and I DO NOT trust her to not extend it further! she wanted to keep him till may 5! WE ARE ADULTS WITH A LIFE FOR CHRISTS SAKE#my kind of autism/cptsd hellbrain makes this literally the most enraging thing that could happen#you know those captive cheetahs who have emotional support dogs? that’s me and ben#I can survive on my own but I need time to emotionally prepare#which I did not get at all this time so as a result I’m a bit of a mess#and it’s frustrating because I know he’s coming back but I don’t believe it’ll be when his mom says so idk how okay I’m gonna be this week#like I feel like I’m being ridiculous but I also know I cannot help feeling this way given my history :/#so beating myself up about feeling this way only hurts me#the best I can do is sit with the feelings and let them pass#abandonment trauma is so fun!
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not to be superficial but seeing those pics also motivated me to work out after work tonight even though I really didn't feel like it lol
#i've been trying to get fit since jan#so that I can survive walking all day in Europe for two weeks this summer#and last through a full evening at Eras on my feet#but iv'e been feeling really lazy lately#due to terrible sleep patterns and feeling blah#but we want to get those muscles strong! we can do this!#i may never be as hot or as toned as taylor but that is ok! I just need to be healthy enough to enjoy my trip! lol
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“Hope Amid Despair: A Family’s Struggle to Stay Safe”
My name is Mai. I’m 28 years old, from Gaza. My life was full of simple dreams and ambitions. We were a small family living a quiet life despite the challenges around us. But the war took everything from us… it took our home, our safety, and our health.
My mother, who was always the pillar of our family, suffers from heart disease. Two weeks before the war, she underwent a major surgery to implant a heart device. She needed rest and care, but the war didn’t give her a chance to recover. Now, her condition worsens day by day. Her heart is weak, her body is frail, and the medications she desperately needs are either unavailable or unaffordable for us.
My brother has a severe hand injury and needs treatment to regain full function. As for me… I am living with hepatitis, my body is weak, and even the simplest things feel like an impossible dream.
My father has been in Egypt for 4 years, far from us, struggling with his own health after several heart surgeries. And we? We fight every day just to find clean water to drink or a small piece of food to survive. The war has left us with nothing, but even so, I still have hope… hope in the hearts of people who care and understand.
If my voice reaches you, I beg for your help. My mother urgently needs treatment, my family needs safety, and I just wish for one day without pain. Every bit of support from you is a lifeline for my family. donate what you're able to or 5$ AT LEAST to my gofundme or my paypal is also available and they accept any transfer amount. and i know you all afford to give away at least 1$ !
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My journey to buy milk and diapers for my child read and tell me your opinion.
yastrday I went to the Market (Deir al-Balah city in the middle of the Gaza Strip) to buy diapers and milk for my baby Ibrahim 9 months old after spend more than 3 hours to find anyone sales it I found 2 people have milk and diapers ... the important point how much they ask? how much the price? .. Don't be shocked the milk can number 2 price around 32$ which just 400 gram which not enough for 1 week , l leave him and walk then I found who's selling the diapers size 4 and the only one I found and I feel happy when I see he have size 4 diapers then I stop and ask him how much this pack which contains 40 pieces... here really the big disaster just imagine and don't lose your mind ... he ask 340 (Shekel) which means 96 $ usd... for a moment I think he joke with me then I ask him again how much you said? he repeat same price and say if you don't just put back and leave from here I looked to him and held myself not hit him after that i walk away and sit down beside the main road looking to sky and talk with myself what is going on? where we will reach? I held myself from crying front of people and I keep say may Allah take my soul I want leave this world. Then I stand and back to my tent walking with empty hands and whole the way keep thinking what do i say to my wife she wait me more than 3 and half hours what do i say to my little child Ibrahim? I'm at a loss for words 😕.
This one of stories I shared with you.. put yourself in my place what I should do .... another story I'm not tell you yet about vegetables and groceries prices I will write soon every types and how much?
If you want donate this will be from your kindness and if you don't thank you enough to share my story and donation link to your friends.
This not the end ... see you friends if we survive... love you all.. goodbye
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Not to keep reliving trauma on main, but I'm getting weird deja vu from where my health was a few years ago and where it's at now. And most of it is revolving around Good Omens.
In May of 2019, we genuinely thought I was dying because I was dying. My organs were in the process of shutting down because my red blood cells were prematurely self-destructing and damaging my kidneys in the process, and I was rapidly coming to terms with the fact that I might not survive much longer. I'd fought the good fight, and I'd lost. Mostly due to medical neglect. And I was mad about a lot of things, but do you know what I remember from the traumatic blur I'm left with?
"I'm going to be so pissed if I die before Good Omens comes out."
I'd waited 20+ years at that point for something like a tv adaptation of Good Omens. Ever since I was a child and my dad read the book to me, and I fell in love with it. And here I was, mere weeks away from the TV release and on the verge of death.
Then like a miracle, a miracle that hinged on human compassion and a doctor being willing to listen to me, I was saved. Dragged back from the jaws of death by a relentless hematology department that refused to give up on me and ultimately saved my life. And a week later, I got to watch Good Omens propped up in my own bed, still weak, still ill, with my heart stuttering in my chest every time I laughed. And I remember thinking, "I did it. I got to see it."
That it's now it's 2023 and my health has tanked again. My organs are rebelling against me and no one seems to know why. But yet again, a few weeks before Good Omens is set to release, I find a doctor who listens to me and is doing all he can to help. Striving with the grim kind of determination that can only come from a place of compassion and care. Like my world is worth saving, and not just his.
Which is rather fitting, I think.
#good omens#death mention#chronic health tag#I'm not saying it's a sign#I'm just saying if Neil wants to keep writing more Good Omens content#I will not object
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Lex is Vlad reincarnated
So! Lex Luther, the greatest person to ever exist, had recently made a discovery.
A few weeks ago, a Cult of moronic simpletons had managed to kidnap him. Him! All for some stupid Demonic ritual where they sacrifice the wealthiest man they could find in return for something meaningless like "No More Poverty" or "No More Starvation".
He had survived, of course, and was unfortunately save by Supermoron.
But before the Man of Steel had busted in, he overheard something from the Cultists. Apparently they had chosen him for more than just his wealth, there was something more about his Soul that they were after. It felt "Divine", as if he had the soul of a God stuffed in a Mortal's body.
And obviously it must be correct. He was already the most intelligent man in the world, One of the wealthiest, and held more political power than any single man on the planet, so of course "God in disguise" was the next logical addition to that List.
Over the next few weeks he studied and prepared.
He needed to make sure that his efforts would be rewarded, that those Cultists had been correct about him despite their idiocy.
After buying up as many Magical Artifacts as he could related to Identity and Soul, he tested himself on Each and Every One. And Lo and Behold, he is truly a God.
Well, the Reincarnation of One. Apparently this was common in immortal beings such as himself, reincarnating themselves into mortal bodies as a sort of Vacation from their Duties. All he needed to do now was find a way to regain his Memories and Power without dying, and he would truly become a God On Earth.
A few more weeks of Preparation, and he was ready.
Apparently the Manchild of Steel had caught onto his plan in that time. His Ego probably couldn't bear another God living in the same City as himself, so he tried to stop Lex's plans of Ascension. Thankfully, in his research he had discovered his Rival's vulnerability to Magical Attacks, and set up countermeasures for him and his Breakfast Club should they attempt to interfere.
He stepped into the Ritual Circle, and began his Ascension to Godhood.
Try as they might, the League could not foil his plans this time. The Ritual Circle lit up with a sickly green light, and expanded to cover his entire body. The Ritual began to finally complete itself.
He had Won.
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Oh.
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Vlad stood at the center of the circle for a few moments. He took in all his Memories of his most recent Life, and Facepalmed so hard he was sure The Badger heard it back in the Realms.
Ten Tousand Years of Therapy specifically to curb his egotistical tendencies, and That is how he decides to spend his most recent Life? Acting as a Billionare Supervillain attacking a well meaning Hero for nothing less than Ego?! He even Cloned them!? Had he learned NOTHING!?!?
"Careful Team, we don't know how powerful he is now." He heard his current Nemesis say.
Oh right...they were still there.
He didn't really feel like explaining everything to them, and he technically still had about 40 years left on his Vacation...
He simply turned his back to them, flew back to his Mansion, turned back into his Human Form, and set about his Day. Maybe he could right a few of the wrongs he had done on this life?
It would certainly throw his current Nemesis for a loop. And while he may not Hate him anymore, he definitely still liked to Mess with him.
Maybe this would be more entertaining than he thought?
#Dpxdc#Dp x dc#Dcxdp#Dc x dp#Danny Phantom#Dc#Dcu#Vlad is Lex#Vlad reincarnated as Lex#He is absolutely embarrassed at how egotistical he was in this life#He is still just as Dramatic as Lex#But now he is doing it for good reasons#He likes to mess with Superman a lot because he still has some time on his Vacation#He pays for a Statue to commemorate Superman#He has an Interview where he fully supports Superman with his favorite Journalist Clark Kent#He even starts sending Child Support to Superman#He basically just goes back to living as Lex but without the Massive Ego#Also better morals but just barely#Superman is tearing his hair out trying to figure out his Angle#He succeeded in becoming a God#And then he just went back fo life as normal but less Evil?#The Lex he knew would never do that#He must be planning something#Maybe#Surely he must be right?
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My name is Montaser, and I live in Gaza, where we face an extremely difficult life due to the ongoing war. With each escalation, my family is forced to relocate in search of safety.
We have moved from Gaza to Nuseirat Camp, then to Khan Yunis, then to Rafah, and finally to Al-Zawayda.
My family consists of 14 members, including elderly individuals, sick individuals, and children.
We live in a small tent from 7 Oct 2023 till now, a tent that barely fits all of us.
Life here has become unbearable. We suffer from a severe shortage of water, food, and medicine. Every day is a struggle to survive. We have reached the point where we have to drink seawater because we have no other choice. We truly have a water crisis; water only reaches us once a week, and due to the heavy crowding, we are unable to secure enough water.
My mother and father both suffer from high blood pressure and need regular medication. I suffer from chronic digestive problems and also hepatitis.
I am writing to you today to ask for help. We are in desperate need of your support to provide the basic necessities for my family. Every donation, no matter how small, can make a significant difference in our lives. Through your support, we hope to secure clean water, food, and medicine for my family members.
Thank you for your time and generosity. We hope that our plea reaches you and that you find it in your hearts to offer assistance. Every donation makes a difference and helps save lives.
May God bless you all.
#all eyes on palestine#free gaza#free palestine#gaza#gaza genocide#gaza strip#gazaunderattack#gofundme#palestine genocide#palestinian genocide
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“I first started noticing the journalists dying on Instagram. I'm a journalist, I'm Arab, and I've reported on war. A big part of my community is other Arab journalists who do the same thing.
And when someone dies, news travels fast. Recently, I pulled up the list that the Committee to Protect Journalists has been keeping and looked at it for the first time. There are 95 journalists and media workers on it as of today.
Almost everyone on it is Palestinian. Scrolling through, I started to get angry. These were the people carrying the burden of documenting this whole war.
Israel is not allowing foreign journalists into Gaza, except on rare occasions with military escorts. These people's names are being buried in a giant list that keeps growing. What I want to do is lift some of them off the list for a moment and give you a glimpse of who they were and the work they made.
I'll start with Sadi Mansour. Sadi was the director of Al-Quds News Network, and he posted a 22-second video on November 18. That was a report from the war, but it also gave me a picture into his marriage.
Sadi's wearing his press vest and looks exhausted. He's explaining that cell service and the Internet keep getting cut off, and it's often impossible to text or call anyone, including his wife. So they've resorted to using handwritten letters to communicate while he's out reporting, sending them back and forth with neighbors or colleagues.
He ends the video with a picture of one of these letters from his wife. In it, she writes,
‘Me and the kids stayed up waiting for you until the morning, and you didn't come home. We were really sad.
I kept telling the kids, Look, he's coming. But you didn't show up. May God forgive you.
Come home tomorrow and eat with us. Do you want me to make you kebab or maybe kapse? Bring your friends with you, it's okay.
And give Azeez the battery to charge. What do you think about me sending you handwritten letters with messenger pigeons from now on? Ha ha ha.
I'm just kidding. I want to curse at you, but we're living in a war. Too bad.
Okay, I love you. Bye.’
A few hours after he shared that letter, Sadie and his co-worker Hassouna Saleem were at Sadie's home, when they were killed by an Israeli air strike that hit his house.
His wife and kids, who weren't there, survived.
Gaza is tiny, and the journalist community is really close. Reading the list, you can see all the connections between people. Like with Brahim Lafi.
Brahim was a photojournalist, one of the first journalists to die. He was killed while reporting on October 7. He was just 21, still new to journalism.
On his Instagram, you can see that in his posts just a few years ago, he was still practicing his photography, taking pictures of coffee cups and flowers. Then he started doing beautiful portraits and action shots. You can really feel him starting to become a journalist.
Clicking around on Instagram, I found a tribute post about Brahim from his co-worker Rushdie Sarraj. In this photo, Brahim staring intently at the back of a camera, his face lit up by the light from the viewfinder. He looks so young.
The caption reads, My assistant is gone. Brahim is gone. Rushdie himself was a beloved journalist and filmmaker.
And I know that because he's also on the list. He was killed just two weeks after Brahim. I read the tribute post to him too.
I saw this over and over again. Journalists posting tributes, who were then killed themselves soon after. And a tribute goes up for them.
And then the pattern continues.
Thank you.
Something else I saw over and over on the list, journalists later in the war who had become aware that they could be making their last reports. They'd say it at the beginning of their videos. And those were the hardest to watch, especially when it was true.
One video like that was posted by Ayat Hadduro. Ayat was a freelance journalist and video blogger. Her videos before the war covered a wide range from what I can tell, interviews about women in politics.
She even appeared in a commercial for ketchup-flavored chips. She clearly liked being in front of the camera. Once the war started, Ayat's pivoted to covering bombings and food shortages.
On November 20, she posted a video report from her home. You can hear the airstrikes hitting very close to where she is. It's scary.
‘This is likely my last video. Today, the occupation forces dropped phosphorus bombs on Beit Lahya area and frightening sound bombs. They dropped letters from the sky, ordering everyone to evacuate.
Everyone ran into the streets in the craziest way. No one knows where to go.
But everyone else has evacuated. They don't know where they're going. The situation is so scary.
What's happening is so tough, and may God have mercy on us.’
She was killed later that day.
Targeting journalists, in case you didn't know, is a war crime. So far, the Committee to Protect Journalists has found that three of the journalists on the list were explicitly targeted by the IDF, the Israeli military. Investigations by the Washington Post and Reuters, Human Rights Watch and the United Nations have also raised serious questions in these three cases.
And the Committee to Protect Journalists is investigating 10 other killings. When we reached out to the IDF for comments, they said, quote, the IDF has never, and will never, deliberately target journalists. That's the answer they always give in these situations.
Meanwhile, dozens of seasoned reporters have fled Gaza. Journalists who worked for Al Jazeera, the BBC, the New York Times, the Washington Post, Reuters, Agence France-Presse. So many media offices were demolished in Israeli airstrikes that the Committee to Protect Journalists stopped counting.
It's not just individual lives that have been destroyed. It's an entire infrastructure.
Thank you.
The name on the list that was hardest for me to look at was Issam Abdullah, because I'd crossed paths with him once. Issam was a Lebanese journalist, a video journalist for Reuters for many, many years. He had just won an award for coverage of Ukraine.
I'm Lebanese and still report there sometimes, and I'd worked with Issam a couple of summers ago. He helped me film a sort of random story in Beirut. I was interviewing this entrepreneur who had started a sperm freezing company after an accident where he spilled a tray of hot coffee on his private area, burning himself.
I know, ridiculous. It was a really silly shoot. Right after we said cut and started to rap, Issam started this whole bit about being in his late 30s, reconsidering his own sperm quality and everything he now realized he was doing to hurt it, and no one could stop laughing.
It was a really good day that felt good to remember and to remember him that way. Issam was killed by the IDF on October 13. His death was one of the three that the Committee to Protect Journalists has identified as a targeted killing.
He was fired upon by an Israeli tank while standing in an empty field on the Lebanon-Israel border with a small group of other journalists. Everyone was wearing press vests with cameras out. They were covering the Hezbollah part of this war.
A few other journalists were injured in the attack, which was captured on video. The IDF says they were responding to firing from Hezbollah, not targeting the journalists. But multiple investigations, including by Reuters, the United Nations, Amnesty International and the AFP, found no evidence of any firing from the location of the journalists before the IDF shot at them.
The journalists in the group and video footage confirmed that there was no military activity near them. I had only met Issam once, barely knew him, but it affected me so much when he died. I know that he understood the risks of his job, but somehow it still felt so random and unfair that he would be struck down like that, following the rules, wearing his press vest and helmet, and a pack of reporters on a sunny day in an open field.
I find myself thinking about him all the time. His last Instagram post was commemorating another journalist, this iconic reporter Shereen Abou Aql who had been killed by the IDF. When I first saw that post in October, I thought how ironic because a week later, Isam also was killed by the IDF.
But then, after spending time reading the list, I realized how common this had become. I still haven't finished going through the list and looking up the people on it. I keep finding things that stick with me, like the funny way this one radio host would cut off a caller who was rambling on for too long.
A tweet from reporter Al-Abdallah that quoted Sylvia Plath. It read, What ceremony of wars can patch the havoc? I'm going to keep going down the list, even though this story is over now.
Just for myself. My own way of bearing witness. Which is, in the end, all that these journalists were trying to do.”
—DANA BALLOUT, The 95. Dana sifts through a very long list—the list of journalists killed in the Israel-Hamas war, and comes back with five small fragments of the lives of the people on it. Dana is a Lebanese-American, Emmy-nominated documentary producer.
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