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  1. Another (Israeli) drone strike against civilian boat part of the Sumud flotilla in Tunisia

    Israel has stepped up it's terrorist attacks ahead of the launch of the largest freedom flotilla to break the seag of Gaza and deliver desperately needed food and medicine to starving Palestinians

    Video available on #BlueSky
    bsky.app/profile/faab64.bsky.s
    And on #Telegram
    t.me/newsvideofa/3829

    #Terrorism #Israel #Tunisia #Sumud #FreedomFlotila #ShipToGaza #DroneAttack #StopIsrael
    #Genocide #Starvation

  2. Idag startade ytterligare ett skepp tillhörande Ship to Gaza och Freedom flotilla sin färd mot Gaza. Fartyget Handala lämnade i morse Sicilien med 15 personer ombord och målet är att bryta blockaden mot Gaza och visa solidaritet med Gazas folk som nu utsätts för ett folkmord av Israel.

    #Gaza #Palestina #Antiimperialism #Antisionism #shiptogaza
    @jagodesign2025

  3. En mätt & priviligerad riksdagsledamot som rycker på axlarna när aktivister tar ansvar i ett fruktansvärt nödläge för civila.

    #politik #Riksdagsledamot #shiptogaza #svpol

  4. Det var trevligt på Amalthea Bokcafé ikväll där Jonathan Michanek berättade om Ship to Gaza.

    #gaza #shiptogaza #Amalthea #malmö #möllan

  5. Today in Malmö:

    Please come and join us for a special event “Ship to Gaza: The attack on conscience” - A presentation and dialogue with Jonatan Michaneck, a spokesperson for Ship to Gaza Sweden to talk about the most recent attack on their ship and its current goal to break the blockade/ recent updates.

    🔻 Place: Amalthea
    🔻 When: Tuesday, June 3rd
    🔻 Time: 18:00

    #Amalthea #Bokkafé, #Möllan, #malmö
    #gaza #shiptogaza #ffc #FREEDOMFLOTILLA

  6. Under Sions kalla stjärna - Under Zion's cold stars song by Swedish activist and singer Björn Afzelius from 1988


    As the world is getting excited about the Erdogan's latest PR trick to hide his 6 months of criminal complicity in the ongoing genocide in Gaza by supporting the "Flotilla 2" from Turkey to Gaza, sitting and listening to the song of my favorite Swedish singer late Björn Afzelius who wrote the song about a similar even in mid 80s to take a boat with many famous artists and activists from all around the world to Gaza from Greece.

    It hurts, really hurts that the world has to witness once again the same thing we have seen so many times before, but hoping that the kids of today are stronger and more successful than we were, maybe they can finally help ending this ongoing criminal actions by the "chosen people" against the "human animals".

    And I listened to it one more time, with tears in my eyes after watching the videos of families trying to identify remains of their loved one recovered from a mass grave at Nasser hospital in Khan Yunis. I listen to it as I did live in 1990, and so many times after that in the past 36 years and sadly, the news on the TV is the same, so is the reaction from the Israeli politicians and our beloved neutral high morality leaders.

    The song in Swedish can be found here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zriUww6AFQ8

    Click to see the original lyrics (Swedish)

    And this is the English translation of it.

    Under Zion's cold stars


    We were flying over Saloniki
    when the clouds drew apart
    and we saw the Aegean Sea
    clearly and distinctly.
    It was a beauty without equal,
    almost like a fairyland,
    when we flew over
    the Northern Sporades.
    We rounded Piraeus
    and landed in Athens.
    The city lay there, white
    and attractive, in the sun.
    But I stopped next to a TV screen
    which was in the arrival hall.
    I wanted to see the latest news
    from Jerusalem.

    And under Zions cold stars
    I saw small girls who fell,
    with blood roses on their blouses
    where the bullets penetrated in.
    Under Zion's cold stars
    I saw the same clear terror
    which I remember
    from Warsaw and Berlin.

    I wanted to sail over the ocean,
    down to Haifa from Athens,
    with several hundred
    deported Palestinians.
    But it was hard to find a ship
    which was for sale for something like that
    because of the pressure by
    the Greek government.
    But I tried to cultivate myself,
    waiting for information,
    so I drove around a bit
    in the neighborhood around Omonia.
    I saw Bousouki dance in Plaka
    I saw the worn out Parthenon
    And every evening I saw the news
    from Jerusalem.

    And under Zion's cold stars
    I saw small girls who fell
    with blood roses on their blouses
    where the bullets penetrated in.
    Under Zion's cold stars
    I saw the same clear terror
    which I remember
    from Warsaw and Berlin.

    So they found a ship
    in Larnaca on Cypress
    And we spoke about our trip
    half the night.
    And we laughed hysterically
    when the Israeli minister
    stood and exhalted us
    to the murderers on TV.
    But we didn't laugh any longer
    when we saw in the morning paper
    that those who chartered the boat
    were murdered the same night.
    They had blown them into atoms
    next to a row of their cars
    So now we sat in front of the news
    from Jerusalem.

    And under Zion's cold stars
    I saw small girls who fell,
    with blood roses on their blouses
    where the bullets penetrated in.
    Under Zion's cold stars
    I saw the same clear terror
    which I remember
    from Warsaw and Berlin.

    We drank ourselves drunk at the hotel
    among the quiet Palestineans
    and among agents from Mossad
    who bought postcards.
    But everyone wanted to travel
    There was, after all, one boat
    and no one had the strength to count
    those who had fallen.
    So in the dawn came the information
    we all knew would come
    that the ship had exploded
    in Larnaca.
    So I traveled from Athens
    with the tiredness of death in my heart.
    And in the evening I saw the news
    from Jerusalem..

    Under Zion's cold stars
    I saw small girls who fell,
    with blood roses on the blouses
    where bullets penetrated in.
    Under Zion's cold stars
    I saw the same clear terror
    which I remember
    from Warsaw and Berlin.

    And under Zion's cold stars
    I saw small girls who fell,
    with blood roses on their blouses
    where the bullets penetrated in.
    Under Zion's cold stars
    I saw the same clear terror
    which I remember
    from Warsaw and Berlin.

    from lyricstranslate.com


    #warcrime #song #Music #BjörnAfzelius #FreedomFlotilla #History #Video #ShipToGaza #KhanYunis #NasaerHospital #Media #Gaza #MassGraves
    #SaveGaza #StopIsrael #SaveTheChildren
    #palestine #Israel #Occupation #Apartheid #Politics #PeaceNow #StopTheWar #CeasefireNow
    @palestine @israel