Faced with genocide in Gaza (and a personal immigrant journey reporting on Afghanistan, Guantanamo, and more confrontations of us vs them), a sharp and painful breakup with the comfortable beliefs of liberal western democracy's morality that allow any of us to look away.
Written with absolute moral clarity, the argument here is searing, precise, and visceral. While I don't know how to make people care either, the immediacy of the author's writing goes a long way towards bringing this genocide, these atrocities and abuses of human life at the hands of empire, home. He makes the unimaginable imaginable, but does not dilute the horror in the process. These are true atrocities, and the claim made in the book's title is obviously correct. I will be thinking about some of the passages here - which aren't just passages, of course, they're real things that happened to real people - for the rest of my life. I should. We all should. I wish I could force everyone to read this.
