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Israel’s Assault on the Nervous System of Palestine: Weaponizing Empathy, Grief and Trust to Engineer Collapse

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 Thanks to Who D. Who for recommending this article... Israel’s Assault on the Nervous System of Palestine: Weaponizing  Empathy, Grief and Trust to Engineer Collapse Rima Najjar Israel’s war on Gaza is not just physical — it’s neurological. This visual renders the nervous system under siege: empathy frayed, grief surveilled, trust weaponized. A child reaches for memory as drones mimic care. The assault is intimate, algorithmic, and global. Author’s Note Israel’s war in Gaza is an assault on the nervous system itself. This essay documents how Israel weaponizes fundamental human reflexes — empathy, grief, trust, the instinct to survive — to engineer Palestinian societal collapse. It does so by  dismantling perception , using cloned voices, fraudulent maps, and mimicked care to bait, betray, and sabotage. Palestinians are resisting through a collective project: to protect empathy, to sanctify grief, and to safeguard identity against Israel’s systematic assault targeting the...

The White Women Conspiracy

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  The White Women Conspiracy The inspiration of the world Donald Jeffries I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again; White women are the crown jewel of human civilization. God’s most spectacular creation. How many men have lived and died in the hope of attaining their affection? This is a critique, but also a genuine love letter. You turn our heads. You make us do heroic, dangerous, and foolish things. Little White boys all like to show off in front of little White girls. I don’t know, I suppose with the “diversification” of this country, maybe little White boys now show off to little girls of color, too. Maybe they even show off to the “transitioned” they/thems as well. But speaking traditionally, it was the pretty White female who caused White males to spring to their defense. To proudly wear a “shiner” in their honor. True, few have thrown their coats over a puddle since the days of Sir Walter Raleigh, but that instinct still exists. Even if it’s been weakened considerably with...