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Well, folks, the IDF’s back at it, dropping bombs like it’s a clearance sale in Gaza’s northern Beit Lahiya town.
Israel confirmed they smashed targets they say were eyeballing their soldiers with bad intent. Hamas-affiliated medics, meanwhile, cried to Reuters that at least nine Palestinians got turned into collateral damage—including, oh joy, two local journalists. Because nothing says "free press" like a missile through your windshield.
The Israeli military’s story? They spotted two Palestinians "operating a drone that posed a threat to IDF troops," and you know how twitchy those boys get when a buzzing toy shows up. So, boom—problem solved. Medics chimed in, saying the strike turned a car into a flaming piñata, with bodies inside and out, several clinging to life by a thread. The IDF’s version adds a little color: a gaggle of Palestinians scooped up the drone gear, piled into a vehicle, and—surprise!—caught a fiery RSVP from Israeli forces.
But wait, plot twist! Witnesses and journo pals swear the car’s occupants weren’t plotting world domination. Nope, they were on a feel-good gig for the Al-Khair Foundation charity, tagging along with journalists and shutterbugs when the sky fell. Oops. Guess the IDF didn’t get the memo about the photo op.
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Meanwhile, ceasefire talks are wobbling like a drunk on a tightrope. Hamas’s exiled Gaza honcho, Khalil Al-Hayya, rolled into Cairo to haggle over a truce, hoping to keep Israel from hitting the "resume war" button. On Friday, Hamas dangled a carrot: they’d spring an American-Israeli dual national if Israel plays ball on phase two of the ceasefire dance. Israel’s response? A scoff and a wave-off, calling it "psychological warfare." Hamas says they’re ready to cut loose New Jersey’s own Edan Alexander after mediators floated a deal. Israel, apparently, isn’t buying what they’re selling.
So here we are: drones, dead journalists, and a ceasefire that’s shakier than a house of cards in a hurricane. Just another day in the neighborhood.
The Israeli military’s story? They spotted two Palestinians "operating a drone that posed a threat to IDF troops," and you know how twitchy those boys get when a buzzing toy shows up. So, boom—problem solved. Medics chimed in, saying the strike turned a car into a flaming piñata, with bodies inside and out, several clinging to life by a thread. The IDF’s version adds a little color: a gaggle of Palestinians scooped up the drone gear, piled into a vehicle, and—surprise!—caught a fiery RSVP from Israeli forces.
But wait, plot twist! Witnesses and journo pals swear the car’s occupants weren’t plotting world domination. Nope, they were on a feel-good gig for the Al-Khair Foundation charity, tagging along with journalists and shutterbugs when the sky fell. Oops. Guess the IDF didn’t get the memo about the photo op.
If you would like to support my work, you can Buy Me A Coffee or subscribe. Thank you.
Meanwhile, ceasefire talks are wobbling like a drunk on a tightrope. Hamas’s exiled Gaza honcho, Khalil Al-Hayya, rolled into Cairo to haggle over a truce, hoping to keep Israel from hitting the "resume war" button. On Friday, Hamas dangled a carrot: they’d spring an American-Israeli dual national if Israel plays ball on phase two of the ceasefire dance. Israel’s response? A scoff and a wave-off, calling it "psychological warfare." Hamas says they’re ready to cut loose New Jersey’s own Edan Alexander after mediators floated a deal. Israel, apparently, isn’t buying what they’re selling.
So here we are: drones, dead journalists, and a ceasefire that’s shakier than a house of cards in a hurricane. Just another day in the neighborhood.
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