and you're paying for it stupid Americans
Israel Follows Biden War Crimes by Bombing Syria Again
Israel carried out a new bombing at targets to the south of the Syrian capital Damascus at late night on the last day of the month of ‘love’ and the new ‘diversified’, ‘diplomacy-driven’, ‘inclusive’ regime at the White House.
Following closely on the Biden regime's first war crime against Syria, Israel bombed the Levantine republic again on Sunday evening, around 2200 Damascene
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I hate our country under Jewish rule. It is no longer a country we can be proud of.
Israel should flatten Damascus.
WHY? WHAT possible reason should we care about syria?
ISrael and the SaUDs (who are butt buddies) attacking the ASSAD alawits for money and power in the middle east is NOT something that the US should be aiding or rooting for.
Saudi Arabia isn't "butt buddies" with Israel and Syria has no money or power or oil or agriculture.. The Alawites in Syria are above the law and have always been involved in smuggling and kidnapping for ransom. That's one reason for their civil war. Syria has been a failed state since 2005.
It wasn’t quite midnight, yet all the streets and houses were barely lit, and there were almost no open cafes or restaurants. Although I knew Lebanon was in a severe economic crisis, I wasn’t aware there were scheduled electricity blackouts daily, and capital control had been imposed for a year, so that Lebanese could only have rationed access to their own money in the bank. On top of a corrupt government, there was also Beirutshima, and a suspicious series of wild fires that many Lebanese attribute to Israel. Before you dismiss them as paranoid or “anti-Semitic,” a meaningless word here, consider how many times Jews have attacked their country, and that Jewish fighter jets daily violate their airspace. That roar above the clouds has become so familiar, locals barely notice it.
Wiry, dark and mustached, Ali’s a cheerful ex-cop of roughly my age. Although I had been informed he didn’t speak much English, Ali had more than enough to chatter with me. He had learnt English by watching American TV shows and movies, he said. His first foreign language was French.
“You never took an English class?” I asked.
“Never!”
“That’s incredible.” Perhaps Ali had worked overseas, I thought. “Have you traveled much?”
“No, I do not travel. I love Lebanon too much!”
I couldn’t help but chuckle at that odd answer.
Ali, “My daughter is in Australia.”
“Wow! You should go see her.”
“No, she come to see me. She has three sons.”
“You haven’t seen them?”
“One, six-years-old, has come to Lebanon.”
“That’s good.”
“My wife go to Australia. She stay there two months.”
“So she travels…”
“Yes, she been to Syria, Iraq, Iran, Australia.”
“I love to travel.”
“A friend invite me to America. He say he pay for my plane ticket, give me money to spend. I say no. Another friend invite me to Arabia. If I don’t want to go to America,” he laughed, “why I want to go to Arabia?”
“Just go, look around, eat new food?”
“No, I like it here. I love Lebanon.”
On our right, there was just enough light to reveal the ocean. Highway signs indicated unfamiliar towns and cities, and even Sidon was unrecognizable because it’s called Saida here. A brightly lit, humongous bakery flashed by. Al Forno was like a casino.
Ali was sipping from a can of Heineken. “I drink when I drive. I drink beer and scotch and whiskey. I drink beer in the morning, afternoon, evening, night.”
“How many beers do you drink a day?”
“I don’t count them.”
“Do you drink beer at a cafe, in your village?”
“I’m the only one, drink beer, in my village!”
“Wow! So where do you drink?”
“I must go to another village,” meaning Christian
ones, such as
Sarba, a
village inhabited by
descendants of 11th century Serb crusaders.
We passed several churches, with one giant one, on top of a hill, in Maghdouché. Jesus and Mary had sheltered in a cave there. We saw mosques, of course, and Hezbollah billboards and banners.
Since they are on the front line against Jewish power, you’ll be delivered too when they win, God willing, whether you call Him Jesus, Allah, Buddha or Vishnu. You must join me, then, in rooting for these Arab fighters. If only the rest of us had their balls and brains, this war would already be over.
When Ali says “before the war,” he means Lebanon before 1975, but his country has been continuously under siege or attacked by Jews since 1948, with the founding of Israel. More than any other nation, Jews trigger war. It’s what they do, for profit, revenge, conquest or sadistic, righteous fun, judging by how much they cheerlead each new one.
Just think of all the wars they started in the last century alone. Just think of the one you’re submerged in, right now.
That fuse is getting short. Three more days before hell breaks loose. It’s all planned at your expense. Though way late, you still must act, if only to save what’s left of your ass. There’s still some flesh there, though pitiful. It may grow back.
Linh Dinh’s latest book is Postcards from the End of America. He maintains a regularly updated photo blog.
