I have been obsessing about Gaza for the past couple of weeks, utterly horror struck by the barrage of images and words coming at me from Twitter. As it happens, the unmediated space between the bare image and the cold blooded Israeli spin doctor Mark Regev’s version of events – aped with religious zeal by Canadian PM Stephen Harper, along with Barack Obama, David Cameron, Angela Merkel and others – is allowing some of us the breathing room to believe our eyes and feel grief in our hearts.

Of course, it’s entirely predictable that the usual bullying pronouncements about anti-Semitism would figure amongst the PR ammunition deployed on this latest frenzied killing spree by the IDF. But here’s something I read today on Ha’aretz that brought home precisely what it is that our esteemed leaders are fronting. Gideon Levy writes:

“The website “Walla!” published talkback comments on an article about the four children killed on the Gaza beach. Shani Moyal: “I couldn’t care less that Arab children were killed, too bad it wasn’t more. Well done to the IDF.” Stav Sabah: “Really, these are great pictures. They make me so happy, I want to look at them again and again.” Sharon Avishi: “Only four? Too bad. We hoped for more.” Daniela Turgeman: “Great. We need to kill all the children.” Chaya Hatnovich: “There isn’t a more beautiful picture than those of dead Arab children.” Orna Peretz: “Why only four?” Rachel Cohen: “I’m not for children dying in Gaza. I’m for everyone burning.” Tami Mashan: “As many children as possible should die.”

But you see, it’s not just the dead kids. Nor is it the complete and wilful ignorance of the region’s history. These comments illustrate the hatred at the heart of this whole project which Obama and his ilk prostrate themselves to excuse, condone, massage. I wonder if they make themselves believe it. Otherwise, how do they force the words out of their mouths, words that turn into pictures on Twitter, words that say ‘don’t believe your eyes,’ words that whitewash the deaths of children just like their own. Unless they are not children just like their own. Unless they are ‘black Syrians,’ as my Lebanese-Canadian mother was called when she was a young girl. Whoever told them they could be human, too? Now that’s a laugh.