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VETTED BY ASSOCIATION: Hammad and his family are friends with Safaa [VETTED BY 90-GHOST]

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The last post about Hammad’s campaign is LOSING TRACTION FAST and DONATIONS ARE DWINDLING.

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Meet Hammad A.

Hammad is one out of 9 members of his family. He is the eldest boy and the sole provider of his family at the young age of 24 since his father has been battling heart disease, and consequently suffered a debilitating heart attack.

[TW: Close by sounds of heavy artillery shelling and bombing.]

Months ago, at the start of the war, the neighborhood that Hammad and his family grew up in, where they created and held so many cherished memories and bonds, was besieged.

For days, Hammad and his family were trapped, terrified, between the once stable, now crumbling, walls of his home that once brought comfort and privacy to him now threatened to crush him beneath the rubble and the violent shelling of bullets and bombs whistling past their ears through the air and decimating anything it came in contact with.

His family sat, hungry, terrified, praying to live, watching the sun make its rounds past the plumes of black smoke rising from crumpled homes that once lined their block. This is only a fraction of what Hammad has been forced to endure for the over 550 days.

He watched his beautiful home be destroyed — the memories of his childhood, destroyed; the hard work he and his family put into creating their home, destroyed; the pride he and his family had of their home, destroyed; comfort and security, destroyed.

So Hammad pitched a tent. In the face of exposure to harsh elements, forced conditions of unsanitary environments where disease and sickness spreads rapidly, and deprived of the most basic necessities with skyrocketing costs for flour, clothes, and shelter, Hammad persevered to keep his family alive and as safe as he could. He cared for his father as best he could, but his heart disease requires an operation that none of the besieged or otherwise destroyed hospitals of Gaza can do.

But a day came where deafening and core shaking sounds of shelling and bombardment shook the nearby area as they prepared food. Terrified, they ran for their lives. And when they were able to return, their tent has caught fire and burnt down, along with the few items in their tent that they were able to grab from their home before it was destroyed.

Faced with extreme hunger, thirst, displacement, and now the tent burnt down leading to more exposure to the harsh elements, Hammad’s father’s condition has only worsened. The resilience and strength Hammad has constantly and consistently shown only goes so far in the face of the lifeblood of his family suffering under such dire conditions, and I cannot bear for Hammad to have to endure the heartbreak of losing his father.

There is no more room for any more tragedy in his life. We cannot allow it.

While there is a lot of notes on the last post about Hammad’s campaign, traction has been dwindling fast and donations have been slowing down. I cannot emphasize enough the urgency of this campaign and how critically Hammad needs your help.

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GAZA IS CURRENTLY UNDER A BLACKOUT. WE KNOW FROM PREVIOUS BLACKOUTS THAT THIS IS THE TIME WHEN THE ZIONIST ENTITY ACCELERATES THE ALREADY CONSTANT SLAUGHTERING OF STARVING PALESTINIAN PEOPLE.

WE NEED YOUR SUPPORT NOW MORE THAN EVER

IN THE FACE OF THE SOUMOUD CONVOY CHALLENGING THE BLOCKADE, OF THE FREEDOM FLOTILLA CHALLENGING THE BLOCKADE, AND THE GLOBAL MARCH TO GAZA CHALLENGING THE BLOCKADE, WE NEED YOU TO CHALLENGE THIS BLOCK IN DONATIONS. YOU CAN BREAK THE SILENCE OF DONATIONS

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Gaza is still suffering under an internet blackout. The massacres and slaughtering at the bloody hands of the zionist entity has been nonstop, with people left to die as emergency services have no way to communicate and find out where they need to go. Aid distribution points have become next to impossible to find due to comms being jammed by the zionist entity for the ninth time during this genocide, leaving an already starving people to waste away.

Hammad has been forced to walk and run on a broken knee as the zionist entity brutally shells and bombs Gaza relentlessly. He is only two weeks in recovery, with no access to real treatment or pain medication and dealing with very limited resources. It is very likely he will have to live in pain for the rest of his life due to not being able to properly treat and heal his knee while his body grows weaker due to starvation.

Now, more than ever, our support is desperately needed. Gazans are starving to death. You have the power to keep a Palestinian family alive.

whenever you think it's already bad, it somehow ends up getting worse.

add the feeling of your body eating you alive with the rising temperatures baking your body and brain, and you have the hellish conditions for passing out, if you can stay alive, or worse, having a seizure.

the options are: buy flour, after 45-50% of the amount of money you withdrew is taken by commission, or face death at the starvation and extermination sites.

we have a duty to love and care for each other. collectively, we can keep hammad and his family alive against ethnic cleansing and genocide. it's time to show up.

will you show up for Gazans? donate today

but there is really, really good news. my fiancé was able to find an apartment to rent — real walls and floors and a roof, with real beds, a real place for his little nieces to run around and actually be sheltered. how many of us take our homes for granted?

i’m afraid. i don’t know how or if we’ll make it in time.

we’d need ⭐️ 30 generous people to donate $100, 60 of you to donate $50, and 120 people to come together to donate $25. ⭐️

but there is really, really good news. my fiancé was able to find an apartment to rent — real walls and floors and a roof, with real beds, a real place for his little nieces to run around and actually be sheltered. how many of us take our homes for granted?

i’m afraid. i don’t know how or if we’ll make it in time.

we’d need ⭐️ 30 generous people to donate $100, 60 of you to donate $50, and 120 people to come together to donate $25. ⭐️

but there is really, really good news. my fiancé was able to find an apartment to rent — real walls and floors and a roof, with real beds, a real place for his little nieces to run around and actually be sheltered. how many of us take our homes for granted?

i’m afraid. i don’t know how or if we’ll make it in time.

we’d need ⭐️ 30 generous people to donate $100, 60 of you to donate $50, and 120 people to come together to donate $25. ⭐️

Jonathan Joss was an Indigenous, gay man who was murdered on the first day of Pride month as well as Indigenous History Month. He died protecting his trans husband. Homophobia and racism aren’t marks of the past, and this is a heart breaking reminder of that.

but there is really, really good news. my fiancé was able to find an apartment to rent — real walls and floors and a roof, with real beds, a real place for his little nieces to run around and actually be sheltered. how many of us take our homes for granted?

i’m afraid. i don’t know how or if we’ll make it in time.

we’d need ⭐️ 30 generous people to donate $100, 60 of you to donate $50, and 120 people to come together to donate $25. ⭐️

but there is really, really good news. my fiancé was able to find an apartment to rent — real walls and floors and a roof, with real beds, a real place for his little nieces to run around and actually be sheltered. how many of us take our homes for granted?

i’m afraid. i don’t know how or if we’ll make it in time.

we’d need ⭐️ 30 generous people to donate $100, 60 of you to donate $50, and 120 people to come together to donate $25. ⭐️

Some years ago (6? 7 years ago, I think?) there was a pirate exhibit at the state museum. We had actual artifacts from the Queen Anne’s Revenge, creepy wax dummies, historical costumes etc, it was awesome.

I was really into Pirates of the Caribbean at the time, because I played the mmorpg with some high school friends of mine (and some of their parents sometimes, who also got addicted to it), so of course when they announced “Pirate Night at the Museum”, in which visitors were encouraged to dress up, I was over the moon. So I’m there with my friends, my parents, and my sisters, running around the exhibits after the museum is technically closed.

They replaced the creepy wax dummies with people in costume at this point, and it was pretty epic.

The highlight of the night would be a showing of The Princess Bride. The movie would play on the big screen while actors would be on a stage below, acting the whole thing out word for word and shot for shot as it happened. Any audience members who knew lines were encouraged to shout them out as they heard them.

Here’s the thing. My parents love that movie. Like you don’t understand they were quoting it to us in its entirety when we were still in highchairs. I could reenact the battle of wits scene before I ever actually watched it. So my family sits in the front row, behind the railing, quoting everything right along with the actors and film.

And then comes the part in the Pit of Despair with the Albino. And the cast didn’t have anyone on the stage with Wesley.  I don’t know if the Albino couldn’t make it that night, or if they’d never cast him, but it was really weird to see Wesley just lying on the stage awkwardly while the Albino is supposed to be treating his injuries.

I started twitching. My mom and sister look at me and they’re like “do it.” And one of the ushers is like “you know the part? do it”

So I launch over the railing, run up onto the stage, and take over from there, doing my best impression of the character. Being that I was a 5′2″ blonde girl in a corset and puffy sleeves, Wesley had some trouble keeping a straight face.

Then they got to the scene with Humperdink telling the guard to clear out the Thieves’ Forest, and…they didn’t have the guard either. So my twin sister up in the audience is like “hang on, I got this” and then she launches over the railing to make sure Humperdink isn’t just sitting awkwardly talking to thin air.

This meant that yes, I got bopped on the noggin by Fezzik, and yes, my sister got to do the “Give us the key.” “What key?” “Fezzik, tear his arms off.” “Oh, you mean this key!” 

They made up stay on stage and take a bow with the cast when it was over, it was hilarious. Then the next year, since they still had the exhibit, the museum called my sister and was like, “So….that was super fun last year. Do you and your sister want to be audience plants and do it again this year?”

but there is really, really good news. my fiancé was able to find an apartment to rent — real walls and floors and a roof, with real beds, a real place for his little nieces to run around and actually be sheltered. how many of us take our homes for granted?

i’m afraid. i don’t know how or if we’ll make it in time.

we’d need ⭐️ 30 generous people to donate $100, 60 of you to donate $50, and 120 people to come together to donate $25. ⭐️

but there is really, really good news. my fiancé was able to find an apartment to rent — real walls and floors and a roof, with real beds, a real place for his little nieces to run around and actually be sheltered. how many of us take our homes for granted?

i’m afraid. i don’t know how or if we’ll make it in time.

we’d need ⭐️ 30 generous people to donate $100, 60 of you to donate $50, and 120 people to come together to donate $25. ⭐️

I know a lot of trans men want to be TMA reallllll bad because someone mistook them for a transfem once and called them a tranny, but the "Affected" in "TransMisogyny Affected" doesn't just mean you have been Affected by transmisogyny at some point--it means it affects you, inescapably, in uncountably many more ways than just random harassment, every minute of your damn life. and it worms into your brain and stays there, because you ARE the tranny they were talking about