beyond hatred

think of little girls playing with rockets.

now think of little girls being happy playing with rockets.

little girls who will gladly sign rockets that will be used to bomb other little girls.

the pictures that express this point i've already posted in a previous entry. i was baffled about what shocked me most in these pictures until a moment ago after having a discussion with a friend regarding this issue.

i understand the hatred. not seeing hatred is simply unnatural. i understand the israeli desire to eradicate what they see as a "terror" movement. what i don't understand, what i hope to never understand, is feeling joy at the death of others. good God, has it come to this? has the death of others become something to be happy about: not victory, not justice, just the pure act of killing has become something to smile about. how can hearts become so cold, how can malice be that strong? i don't understand that, will never understand it.