Moral Crisis

I’m terrified by the silence and complicity I see around me in response to the genocide in Gaza. It feels unreal—how can something so devastating, so clear, be met with such indifference? The lack of public debate, the avoidance, the refusal to engage—it’s haunting. Am I making this a bigger issue than it is? I don’t think so.

The silence speaks volumes. It’s not just about Gaza; it’s about a society that seems numb, conditioned, or too comfortable to confront the horrors that are happening right in front of us. This is a moral crisis, and the silence feels like an acceptance of that horror. It shakes me to my core. How did we reach a point where indifference became normal?

I feel this weight, this responsibility to acknowledge what’s happening. If we don’t, what does that say about us? I can’t shake this feeling—this is too important to ignore.