last year, as Israel's ongoing Gaza genocide was ramping up, Palestinian-Dutch poet Ramsey Nasr was allowed to go on television there to say something about it. Here was his message, which has only become more devastating today: "I saw a man walking around with a plastic bag. He held it out before him above the crowd as if it contained a precious bread. It wasn't bread. The transparent bag contained the remains of his children's flesh and bones. I sat down and howled like an animal. There's something wrong with humanity, our own and that of everyone that watches and does not intervene. I'm left with one wish, because dreams do not exist in this hell: That someone will record the names of the hundreds of thousands of Palestinian refugees, dead and wounded, and then interview their relatives on national television, night after night. This amounts to countless TV broadcasts. It would be absurd. But fair."