The nightmares of war
I was seven years old when World War II started. Our home was bombed, friends were killed, but nothing horrific happened in front of me. However, my stomach shrank fearfully whenever I saw a photo or film of a German helmet – until I was 50 years old.
What are the survivors of the Israeli attack on sleeping children in Gaza going to fear for the next 50 years? Going to sleep? Waking up? Getting through the day?
Israeli spokesperson Mark Regev told the BBC that Israel would apologise if it discovered that it was responsible.
Some might think that’s adding a real insult to real injuries. An “apology” is not going to wipe away the nightmare memories of those sad and terrified children.