By Alice Cuddy BBC News, Jerusalem
The call to Mahmoud Shaheen came at dawn.
It was Thursday 19 October at about 06:30, and Israel had been bombing Gaza for 12 days straight.
He’d been in his third-floor, three-bedroom flat in al-Zahra, a middle-class area in the north of the Gaza Strip. Until now, it had been largely untouched by air strikes.
He’d heard a rising clamour outside. People were screaming. “You need to escape,” somebody in the street shouted, “because they will bomb the towers”.
Because I’m here to have constructive discussions? IDGAF about votes; I, unfortunately, give a fuck about having to deal with people like you and the above.
Being afraid to type an opinion on some rando website with randos you don’t know in person is cowardice and not the base for a “constructive discussion.” It’s self-censorship and the mark of coward.
You seem to be making points which don’t apply to me.