But My Fellow Rockets And I Were Just Getting To Like This Nice Family In Whose Home We’re Stored!

By Fajr-5 LMMC-6D33108B2

Gaza City, July 25 – It looks like my buddies and I may have worn out our welcome in this apartment, but not because of anything we did: public nervousness in the wake of a bunch of mishaps has made Hamas, Islamic Jihad, and other resistance movements more wary than before of keeping us munitions in residential areas, meaning we’re probably going to have to move soon. That’s too bad, because we and the people who live here have just reached the point of growing comfortable in one another’s presence, letting our guards down, that sort of thing, and just started to enjoy simply being around one another.

It’s been a couple of months since Hamas moved us into one of the bedrooms here in the Shuja’iyya neighborhood. There are six of us in this lot, plus a dozen or so in a neighboring apartment. All the natural anxiety around new faces kept us and the family of six – but mom is pregnant! – on edge for the first week or so, but gradually we began to feel at ease. The kids, wary at first, began to open up, get playful around us, and smile more. I’m especially fond of the five-year-old girl. Was really looking forward to knowing her beautiful picture would be featured on the front page of the New York Times after the IDF struck this position. Ah, well.

Perhaps because I’m closest to the door, my bond with the children is strongest. Sometimes the toddler likes to climb over me to sit on top of LMMC-6D33106B2, whose position right near the top of the window affords quite a view of the inland coastal plain and its farmland, open spaces where it makes no sense to keep us, because then the strikes we invite wouldn’t then kill children or other noncombatants, and that would be a waste of political and diplomatic opportunity. I’m happy to let the tyke step on my fins to get further up; he probably doesn’t have that much time left in this world as it is, unless the talk about having to move us out is to be believed. I’m torn. Cute guy.

I know it’s highly unlikely, in the even I survive preemptive or retaliatory Israeli strikes, that I’ll have the privilege of killing any Jews; that’s not really my purpose, though a lucky few have had the privilege, and that’s more luck of the draw than anything else. In fact we lot are more likely to fall short in Gaza and kill some Palestinians directly, but that won’t matter because everyone’s so happy to blame Israel anyway. Dead Palestinians are my purpose either way, because that’s what Hamas can use against the Jews. The more beautiful the dead, the better, which is why I’m so disappointed we won’t be instrumental in the painful demise of this gorgeous family.

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