#Syria aftermath regime airstrike on Tareeq al-Bab neighborhood in #Aleppo
photo by Abdo Khuder: image via Putintintin @putintintin1, 17 June 2016
Rodi Said/Reuters, 16 June 2016
Smoke and flame rise after what fighters of the Syria Democratic Forces said were US-led air strikes on the mills of Manbij where Islamic State militants are positioned, in Aleppo Governorate, Syria: photo by Rodi Said / Reuters, 16 June 2016
Smoke and flame rise after what fighters of the Syria Democratic Forces said were US-led air strikes on the mills of Manbij where Islamic State militants are positioned, in Aleppo Governorate, Syria: photo by Rodi Said / Reuters, 16 June 2016
Rodi Said/Reuters, 16 June 2016
How is it far, if you think of it?
We will stay constant in the Syrian revolution to overthrow the regime: aleppo: image via baraa al halabi @baraahalabi, 18 June 2016
"Still a young man..."
but the serious, tired eyes
but the serious, tired eyes
are the eyes of an old man
who has known suffering
and lives in a very unsafe place. We don't want
to feel it but... we all want to be safe. We want to feel
we are good people. But we have our own pain.
We don't want to have to worry too much
we are good people. But we have our own pain.
We don't want to have to worry too much
about pain in faraway places
among people we think are nothing like us. Distance
means nearly everything to us.
Still...
Still...
How is it far, if you think of it?
#Syria: image via Putintintin @putintintin1, 17 June 2016
Child pulled alive from rubble after #Fardos, #Aleppo strikes: image via Olivia Rosenman Verified account @oliviasophierose, 18 June 2016
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The desperate situation in northern Syria somehow keeps getting worse. Deals of convenience have been done to shield the EU from further waves of migration. Turkey is now closed, refugees are being shot at the border: sixty so far this year, now last night four children, three women, one man. Actual humans all, guilty of not wanting to be blown up and torn into little bits to be ground into rubble and dust.
Harrowing pictures, Tom. And that line, distance nearly means everything to us, gets to the heart of it.
billoo.
Thank you, my friend. Ah, distance -- was it not once meant to lend enchantment to the view?
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