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ABULOF | Slaughterhouses-Twenty-Three

Dwelling in Jerusalem, near the 1967 line, I can see from our balcony the village of Issawiya and the Shuafat refugee camp. For the reason that carnage of Saturday, Oct. 7, each night time is greeted with joyful photographs and fireworks. Many Palestinians have fun the bloodbath. “They’ve a stockpile of firearms,” I informed my spouse, “It’s a five-minute stroll from right here. They’ll simply strive one thing comparable in our neighborhood. Why wouldn’t they?” After hesitating, she agreed that we take our kids to stick with my mother and father, who stay in a safer a part of town. 

A day later we introduced them again. I’m nonetheless apprehensive. It might occur at any second. If a few hundred armed males resolve at daybreak to go on a rampage of bloodshed, they might probably succeed. I nonetheless surprise: Why wouldn’t they? Nothing right here can actually cease them — besides themselves. Concern? If that’s the case, I hope, maybe foolishly, that it’s additionally worry for their very own humanity, worry of turning into evil.

On Oct. 7, Hamas terrorists appear to have misplaced that worry, and there’s nothing extra scary. They didn’t search a mere navy victory, taking on IDF posts, killing and kidnapping troopers. They sought the debasement of as many Israeli civilians as potential, treating them as playthings for torture and humiliation and the final word gratification of energy: killing them at will. That is evil.