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Okay, so we're supposed to believe that the very people whose whole job and sole purpose for existence is to photograph and film and video and document every single moment of everything around them, somehow didn't get one single picture of an event which, if actually true, might have helped to create some sympathy for israel? Not even one?

And her response is: "Trust me." Uh-huh.

How does a jew say, "Fuck you"?

That is not the face of a woman who has seen 40 beheaded babies. Or even one. That is the smug, self-indulgent, self-centered, self-righteous face of a woman who would look you right in the eyes and lie like butter wouldn't melt in her mouth, and say whatever she was paid to say to push an agenda. That is the well maintained face of a professional camera-whore right there.
That is the face of a woman who has never experienced a single day of personal suffering in all her life.

Why do I get the sneaking suspicion that if that pic of her in the NY Post article had shown her hands, we'd have seen them rubbing together?

You want to see the faces of women who've actually seen enough dead kids to last a lifetime? Look into the eyes of the mothers in Gaza. They've got the "1,000 yard stare" of combat veterans who have already seen far too much, but also know that it's not over yet and that they will see more.

The eyes of women who have held their own dead or dying child in their arms.

There is a sound that comes from deep down in a mother's heart and soul when that happens. It's a full body sobbing chest-wracking cry that seems to go on forever. You wouldn't think that a woman's body could hold enough air to make such a sound last so long.

And if there was ever a sound that you'd think would be able to crack the world in half, it would be that sound.

I have heard it. Not there, but in other places, and at other times. It's heart-breaking to everyone who hears it, and it causes any Man who's worth a damn to ask God, "What can I do to fix this? What can I do to make this better? Just point to the one who did this, and I will kill him."

But there is nothing you can do.