JOHNSTONE Caitlin Johnstone and Tim Foley

The IDF are just attacking hospitals and mowing down civilians and trying to bury the evidence of their crimes, so naturally we're seeing the western political-media class focus very hard on the problem of antisemitism allegations on college campuses.

Reading by Tim Foley.

They're hunting civilians with armed quadcopters in Gaza.
The drones play recordings of crying babies and women screaming in distress in order to lure people out into the open, and then shoot them.

Reading by Tim Foley.

We're not SUPPOSED to be unaffected by this sort of thing. We're not SUPPOSED to be able to find a state of psychological comfort with genocide. It's not natural, and it's not right. Man-made nightmares unleashed upon the waking earth are SUPPOSED to disturb us.

Reading by Tim Foley.

The US doesn't support a two-state solution, the US only supports saying the US supports a two-state solution. We know this because the US just vetoed Palestine's bid to become a full UN member state, after lobbying other countries to vote against the resolution - despite continually saying it supports the foundation of a Palestinian state. Washington's words say one thing, but its actions say the opposite.

Reading by Tim Foley.

So as things stand right now it looks like the cycle of escalation between Iran and Israel has thankfully ended or at least paused, which means now all we have to worry about is a horrific massacre in southern Gaza. The Times of Israel reports that Washington has agreed to go along with Israel's planned assault on the city of Rafah so long as Israel doesn't launch a large attack against Iran in response to its unprecedented retaliatory drone and missile attack on Saturday, according to an Egyptian source speaking to a Qatari outlet. A White House spokesperson has denied this, but you'd expect them to.

Reading by Tim Foley.

"I want my legs back," the girl cried in Arabic.
"I want my legs back."

You can't have your legs back, little girl.
They have been eaten by a hungry machine
who needs them for fuel to power its gears.
The machine needs your legs to keep the sky raining bombs
and to make its death robots fly.
Your legs power the bulldozers digging mass graves
and the tanks blowing holes in the hospitals.

A glorious kingdom is held together
by the amputated limbs of children.
A pentagon-shaped castle is built from the bones
of the amputated limbs of children.
Wall Street werewolves and bank boys dine
on the amputated limbs of children.
Movie stars treat their wrinkles with creams
made from the amputated limbs of children.
Suburban families prop up their smiles
with the amputated limbs of children.
The news man lies and in his eyes
you see the amputated limbs of children.
The podium man smirks and between his teeth
are the amputated limbs of children.

And the little girl cries,
and the news man ignores her,
and the podium man smirks at her,
and the bank boy bites her,
and the machine rolls on,
limbs fed into its furnace with pitchforks,
crushing houses and blackening the sky,
poisoning the oceans and bloodying the earth,
while the air fills with the crying of children,
for limbs that will never come back,
for homes that will never come back,
for mothers that will never come back,
for childhoods that will never come back,
for brightness that will never come back,
for innocence that will never come back,
for dreams that will never come back,
for joy that will never come back.

And we are here,
eating cheesy meatcarbs and watching funny haw-haws
and gossiping and prattling and wishing we looked better
and trying not to think about all the tiny arms and legs
we see covering the earth
whenever we step outside.

Reading by Tim Foley.