When the books of the Hunger Games came to be very appreciated in the late 2000s, these dystopian novels were expected to be in the world where the scenes in them would be in the world. But now they – here in Gaza, every day.
From the beginning of March, we have been suffering from the entire Israeli blockade. The entire bandage has spread starvation. Many families have only a meal every day. Some days do not eat a few days.
By the end of May, the United States- and the Israeli-supported Gaza Humanitarian Foundation (GHF) began a limited help distribution to the bar. Since then, the Palestine people have been forced into a fatal game to safe some food.
No member of my family dare to go to the GHF AD distribution point, but some of my neighbors and friends have. Whatever I heard from them are terrible stories.
When we first heard about the Aid Zone called the Israeli called the “Netazerim Corridor”, we imagined that there would be tents, queues, orders. But those who threatened to go there only found out of chaos and death.
Help was distributed in the fence area near the eastern edge of Gaza-Salah Al-Din Street-so dangerous in a zone, locals called it a Death Corridor. It is surrounded by sand and is protected by foreign military contractors. There are nearby Israeli tanks and soldiers.
There is no clear schedule of help distribution. Sometimes, the GHF opens at 4 o’clock in the morning and sometimes the doors opens. The Palestine people begin the sunset the last night.
When the gates finally opens, the crowd floods. There are no queues, no staff, no signs. Just sound, dust and fear.
Overhead, Drones Circle like vultures. Then, the loudspeaker’s voice shouted: “Four minutes! Take what you can do!”
Food boxes are left in the center of the sand, but not enough of them. They are never enough. People run towards the block, tremble and climb each other. They push each other. The knives come out. Fistfights broke. Children scream. Men fall. Women linger through the sand. Some people are lucky to be able to catch and hold the boxes. Then the gunfire begins. The sandy squares become the grounds of murder.
People run for your life. Many had a hit. Some are creeped by the injured. Other friends or relatives or even strangers run. Others bleed alone in the sand.
In the end of May, more than 500 Palestine people have been killed when a fireworks opened on people gathered to get help by the Israeli army. More than 000,3, were injured.
My friend Noor’s father, Subh, was one of them. The family had no food left, so he had to risk his life to get help. On the morning of June 14, he left for Ed Hub in Netzaram. He never returned.
Noor told me how he stopped near the door. Hours are gone. No word. No call. The Internet was cut off. The silence was unbearable. Then suddenly, they heard the sound of shooting in the distance. They immediately knew that something was wrong, but they had no way to reach them.
Later, paramedics found his body. His children were killed while trying to carry a food bag.
Another friend named another friend told me the story of the second victim of the GHF Death Trap, Khamis, her sister. He was married for just two years and had no children yet, but he kept the entire house on his back. Earlier, after being killed in the war, he had begun to take care of his brother’s children.
When their food was gone, Khamis’s friends forced him to go with them to try to get some help. On the morning of June 24, they stopped near the Ed Hub when someone shouted: “They opened the doors!”
Khimis left his hidden place to see himself. An Israeli Quadkopter pellets pierced his shoulder, then entered his heart and killed him. He left a sad widow and hungry nephew and nephew.
There are numerous stories – even painful, just a heart attack – she will never be known.
Gaza’s Ministry of Health has called these incidents a “help massacre”. Legal experts have called them war crimes. But they are really “Hunger Games”.
Hunger changes people. It doesn’t just weaken the body – it tests the soul. It reduces the beliefs and unity of the people and leaves the most basic things in the heart.
The trader knows this and is a weapon.
It is not a coincidence that the Palestine refugees, the UNRWA, did not lie and ban the United Nations agency.
The UNRWA’s assistance distribution system was a model of organization and fairness. Each family registered with the agency had an identity card with a careful, transparent process distributed. The most insecure – widows, orphans, elderly and disabled people – were given priority – this was ensured to the most helpful to those who help the most.
His system reduced the risk of fatal stamps and violent conflict because it was order, respect and respect for human life.
The occupation does not want none of them.
That is why he designed a help distribution in the form of “Hunger Games”.
These are orchestrated traps designed to produce chaos and disorders so that Palestine fights each other, and the social order and unity that keeps the Palestine community together.
For a month, Israel and GHF rejected that any collective murder took place in Ed Hub – another Israeli false who believed everywhere. Now, the Israeli media, according to its own news, has been ordered to shoot the Israeli soldiers on the Palestinian crowd trying to get help in the GHF hub.
Will the world trust you now? Will they take action?
What is happening in Gaza is not imaginary. This is not a horror movie. “Hunger Games” are real and part of that genocide. This is evidence of the loss of humanity that the world is allowing to explain this type of dystopia.
The opinions expressed in this article are the author’s own and it is not necessary to reflect al -Jazir’s editorial role.
