Israel, Palestine, Syria, Ukraine, all the rest, nobody cares, nobody gives a single shit about you. Nobody at all.
The evidence is clear, quiet your ego identification with this thing, and you will see how crystal clear this is.
Reading this, were we in Australia, 14200 kilometres from Gaza, thereabouts, there would be thousands upon thousands of people screaming back me, I do care, I do care, I do FUCKING care!
‘No, you do not.’
I do, fuck you, you do not know, fuck you, I DO!
‘No, you don’t.’
Raaaaaaaawwwwwwwwwwwwwwrrrrrrrr, fuck you. Runaway.
The fact of the matter is you do not give a shit. If you are protesting from anywhere other than Gaza you are nothing but a coward that screams and yells for others to do shit because you yourself are beyond useless.
If you cared, if you really cared you would be there, doing something where it can do something. You would not be bitching and moaning, encouraging our government to send other people’s sons and daughters off to war; send them off to war from a country that has nothing to do with it.
If you really gave a shit about people, about peace, especially in Australia, you would be fighting your arse off to remove our involvement from this shit. You would not accept a single Australian being sent to another war, you would not be a fucking coward and scream at other people’s problems from a world away.
War
Hello, Frederick here, the Narrator can’t talk to this one.
You know, when I went to war, a MASSIVE part of my being there in the first place was the pressure the Australian public put on our government to be involved in this stupidity.
So many adults, childless adults, or adults with children too young to be affected by this, adults who knew nobody in the armed forces, pressured involvement, as they continue to do in all the other tensions.
My mother, Monika, Vicker’s mother, Andrew’s father, Mark’s partner and son, etcetera, none of these guys yelled and screamed to be involved, yet their loved ones were sent off to fight other people’s wars.
My mother, who had suffered and suffered and suffered, now had the opportunity to suffer more, the stress of her son being in a war zone for over six moths, yet she did not involve herself in it at all, not once.
Did I mention I was there when Saddam was captured and sent off to Guantanamo? The two weeks waiting for him to be shipped off, yeah they were fun ………………..
I know that me going to Iraq added to her stress, contributed to continuing the cycle of cancers, and effectively contributed to her death a year or so after I returned home. Side note, I have written about her death and my little brother who was also in Iraq at the time. Recommend you maybe find it and read it.
You fight ignorantly, put pressure on cunts, and these are the people affected.
The people above all came home alright, others did not.
Men, people from my unit, came home missing limbs, actually and literally missing limbs, their families were not involved in any of the protests.
People did not come home. Nobody in your circle of course, none of them were at risk of being killed, but you effectively killed others and destroyed their lives without giving a single thought to the impact of your ignorance.
Then, there is the lady who arrived in Iraq the same day as me, she went home the next day.
Night one, the bombs and the blasts and the firing constantly through the night were too much for her. Fucking do not blame here, it was night one, it was horrendous.
I wonder what her life is like now? If she ever recovered, there is every chance she did not, there is every chance she is already a stastic of being involved in the armed forces.
Soldiers, seven times more likely to kill themselves than non-soldiers.
I wonder, when you bitch and moan and protest, tell yourself you give a shit about people, do you actually think about the people it impacts? Do you?
Do you actually give a fuck about anything at all?
Avivit
The topic came around last night, Frederick and Rafael having a really beautiful conversation in the kitchen while our man here was cooking up some honeyed cashew nuts.
YUM!
Avivit, from Israel, comes down for no apparent reason and involves herself in the conversation. It became really boring, extremely tedious, the moment she opened her mouth.
Frederick does not enjoy this woman’s company, 50s and just the saddest of sad cunts. Earlier, her and Amir were talking, Frederick chilling in the bedroom, they talked for maybe an hour, in that hour one laugh. A little laugh.
The conversation with Rafael had been going 10 to 15 minutes, beautiful tones in voices, laughs and smiles the whole way through. Then, of course Avivit came along, pretended to fill her water bottle then just stood there, waiting.
Then, her mouth opened, no smile, nothing but depressive shit, the lightness and enjoyment gone.
Straight to, as in the first conversation with her, Israel, Israel, you should go to Israel, then see what it is like.
‘Why the hell would any mentally sane person go there, who the fuck needs to experience that, seriously?’
It was irrelevant as irrelevant can be, the first conversation with her, immediately, Israel, woe is me, poor fucking me – she hadn’t even introduced herself to me yet, did not know her name at this point.
Israel/Palestine/Gaza is her whole identiy. She bitches and complains and moans about it every opportunity, there is nothing in her intention but attention for her sad pathetic life. Israel or no, her life is a sad pathetic life anyway, everytime she mentions the topic she feeds herself on others, ‘oh Avivit, I am so sorry to hear that, it must be awful, oh you poor woman, etcetera.’
The truth then is the moment these people turn their back they forget about her, forget about Gaza, forget about Ukraine, forget about everything and everyone else that is related to this topic and barely give it another thought. This is everybody. NOBODY gives a shit, mate.
NOBODY.
Nobody at all. They pretend to, protesting is pretending to care, but they don’t really, not at all. If these people you talked to lived in any type of integrity they would say this, as Frederick absolutely will if he has to listen to another moment of your attention seeking boring as fuckness.
Avivit, nobody gives a shit about you and your sob story, just like nobody (including you) gives a shit about my sob story, or anybody elses sob story. You clearly do not give a shit about mine, or anybody elses position, you just press yourself on them like you are in the worst circumstances anybody here can imagine.
Not a single thought that maybe you are not the only one in awful circumstances.
You are not, pal, not by a long fucking way. You are just pathetic.