So much for 'ineffective' rockets and ceasefires

I suppose that there must be some kind of Blitz mentality carrying on in the South. How else do you get through the days? Almost continual rockets, notwithstanding the 'ceasefire.' There's also the gallows humour: make sure that you're not sleeping in the all-together or taking a shower when there's a 'red alert.' I think that I would also be carrying around my make-up and a toothbrush and toothpaste. What else? Clean knickers. I mean, these are essentials.

We have what is called a 'Mamad' in the flat. It's a reinforced room that 'Beth' sleeps in. It's the room that you're supposed to go into when there's a war. You're supposed to keep your gas mask there as well as provisions. We keep talking about when we'll buy the provisions. There's not a lot of room. A double futon, bed-side table, desk, chest of drawers, rail full of clothing. There's also countless shoes and, then, where do we put the dog? He generally sleeps on the bed. I hate to have think of what he would wear in case of a gas attack. I guess that we all take a breath each. Let's not go there...

One of these so-called 'ineffective' rockets killed a horse in its stable. Grads and mortars have also landed on chicken coops and flattened cats and dogs and that's apart from the terrible emotional trauma these poor animals have had to go through. It's not Bonfire Night. No one reports on these aspects of 'resistance.' But, then, these so-called 'resistors' don't have much value on human life, let alone the feelings of innocent animals. And then there are the birds on their way to their spring mating grounds. They're not put off by 'apartheid Israel' and they come in their thousands and thousands every spring and autumn. Just walking in our local park is a veritable aviary for every kind of winged specie. Only recently I saw a group of people who, having spied something very unusual in bird-life, stopping and taking out their cameras and i-Phones in order to record this most unusual sighting.

Over a million people - Jews, Arabs, Bedouin, Ethiopian, Eritrean, Thai, Sudanese - all no more than a handful of miles away from a coastal enclave whose leaders care so little for their own that they use them for human shields. The newspapers shout their moral equivalency: too few are killed here. Maybe it's because everyone is hunkered down in a shelter, grasping onto the dog, the cat or the bird cage. Hopefully they are all dressed for a chilly night and no one is wet from a last minute bath. I must remember to buy water and tuna fish in cans. Must also look for the can opener.