It’s almost impossible to talk about anything except Gaza these days. That’s not an understatement. It simply feels like the reality of the situation is so imposing on our lives that I can hardly open a newspaper or surf the local and regional blogosphere without reading about Gaza. It’s on the tip of every tongue I encounter. It is on the screen of every place you venture in to; even the waiting room of a Doctor’s office. The crisis has taken over our lives for the past two weeks. It has had the overwhelming ability to change moods and mindsets, leaving only one tone, one color to reign over our lives. It is incredibly difficult to talk about absolutely anything other than Gaza and not sound at best out-of-touch, or at worst, apathetic.
I cannot write a post about anything on this blog except Gaza. Eventually, I know that will change as time goes by. But right now, that’s the reality. And it’s not out of fear of sounding out-of-touch, but really the change in mood. I honestly don’t feel like writing anything about anything except this topic. I’m not even sure a non-Gaza related momentous event happening right in my own backyard, Amman, would capture my attention or interest at this point.
I am glued to Al-Jazeera and the Web, floating back and forth. The first thing on my mind in the morning is the urge to be updated, and I reluctantly go to bed to the sound of news reports and horrible visuals.
And the reason I am writing this very post is simply because I have nothing else to talk about. I sat here, searching for topics and there is certainly a flurry of local news to pick from, but my mind simply will not let me. I don’t remember ever being dominated by such an event in my lifetime thus far.
And in this region, that’s saying something.