Roman Holiday

Amidst the horror of the Gaza Massacre, which continues and shall never be forgotten, a moment of ‘worth living’-ness.
Some good chap in Denmark has re-visited the sites where the 1953 film “Roman Holiday” was shot and taken a series of now-and-then photos which you can see at http://www.cori.dk/roman_holiday.htm

I like to believe that – were they free of murderous oppression, tyranny and M16’s in the hands of delusional Zionist youths, whose minds were twisted to hatred long ago by their parents – the people of Gaza would adore a beautiful love story as much as any.

I wonder, too, whether the young IDF man with the M16 rifle who cut the family to pieces as the grandmother emerged, white-flag in hand, have done any different had he seen them as human beings?

Baby Amal aged 2 - dead

“”He did it very slowly,” Ahmed said. “He took careful aim at the little girls, and shot Amal [aged 2] and Souad three times. Sammer started running back up the steps toward the house and he shot her also.” – Sydney Morning Herald

“When she was shot, Amal was carrying her favourite toy, a brown bear, which still lay in the ruins yesterday.” – (more…)

Had he seen them with tears of happiness in their eyes after seeing a beautiful 1950’s romance, would their father then be walking with a blood-stained teddy bear that his daughter clutched as her blameless body was ripped to pieces?

Religeous hatred. I’d truly believe in fairy tales if I thought that could be overcome so easily. I’ll leave such people in their ugly, delusional world and include a few beautiful fairy tales in mine.