The building i was in was just bombed. from the 10th floor news studio where i’d had an interview, a series of Israeli strikes against the building –housing numerous TV stations–threatened to bring down the building.
The journalists i was with say it was 7 hits, suspect it was shelling from Israeli tanks east of Gaza, it’s hard to say really because it happened very suddenly.
As the theme goes: no where is safe from Israeli strikes.
And as the Palestinians say, hek idiniya: that’s life.
S. asks me the question every Palestinian is asking: “Why are they bombing us?” He adds the bit that many here add: “I’m not Fatah, not Hamas.”
And then, “I’m like anyone, I like vodka.” He tells me he’ll show me sometime, in the future. “If I have a future,” he adds with a sad grin…