One recent morning, I felt a sharp hunger pain, the result of my intermittent fasting. I made that choice. All I had to do to relieve that pain was turn to my refrigerator.
Women in Gaza today don’t choose to go hungry, and they get no relief from what I can only imagine is pain exponentially more severe than mine, every day. This applies as well to Palestinian men and children blocked from accessing basic survival nutrition in Gaza. They are forced to suffer the extreme and persistent pain of starvation. They must also suffer the excruciating emotional pain of watching their little children waste, suffer and die. How is it we’re allowing this to happen?
I am just one of many voices in the world — American, Jewish, Israeli, and European — raised against the appalling and incomprehensible