A reply to should an agency cleaner in the basement by Steve Pottinger https://youtu.be/MrWfdTqSRVc?si=43LveP2Q2iJs9gn3
The poem asserts, in its call for peace, that if a “Prime Minister” or a “Diplomat”, or a “presidents mistress” [sic] were buried in Gaza rubble there would be serious work done to make a ceasefire work. The thing is, there are already all of those kinds of people now in the rubble of Gaza: presidents’ consorts, diplomats, and pundits. There are well-read, cultured men and women who have not the power networks to obtain escape. “They” are people like “us”, whose kids play football; who up to a few months ago watched YouTube shorts, scuffled school, taught, gardened, studied and read the news on their phones. The Russia-Ukraine analogy must at least be hypothetically plausible, even if mostly undiscussed: a bully land grab by a more powerful neighbour with paranoid identity myths….
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