Whoa! Heh Heh Heh

Words cannot express the majority of my day. If I said "turd water" to you, would that place a lovely image in your mind? I thought so. And mine too. I mean, I woke up this morning thinking, "dude, I hope we go to this lady's house and the toilet is clogged! Because that would be awesome!" Yes, that's right people, I'm talking full-on turd battles were happening in this bathroom. It was mono y mono, thing 1 against thing 2....well, you get the picture.

And guess who's job it was to scrape the walls in said poop room? That's right, THIS GUY! I was so stoked about it too. Like I said, I was dreaming about it this morning! Mmmmmmmm...warm hot air...no breeze through the open window...turds floating round and round like two birds dancing in the wind...it was heaven. And by heaven I mean hell. Aaaaaaannnd by hell I mean the seventh level of hell!!!

OK, enough turd chat. But seriously folks, think about this: this lady has one bathroom, and the toilet does not work. Not only does the tank not work, but she can't even flush it because the line is clogged. And she's so very poor that she cannot afford to get it fixed. And so, the turds continue their dance in a melodious promenade that only undertakers understand.

Really folks, all joking aside - taking a dump is not something you should take for granted! And why do they call it taking a dump anyway? Aren't you leaving it? But I digress...

All that matters is, we will leave the house better than we found it. Well, ok, all that matters for tomorrow is that the plumber shows up on time! Because if he doesn't, we might be having poop sandwiches for lunch!

Alright, alright...moving on. I did have a very real moment tonight. After we worked, I walked over to a friend's house, whom I met last week. The family was telling me a story about how their front door was broken. They said that the Israeli military was looking for a man who kept trying to escape. He lived in the building next to them. One night, they came and burst open my friend's front door, without knocking or giving any reason. They shut the family up in a room in the middle of the house and told them not to move until they said so.

They were using my friends flat as their "headquarters" for shooting the man's apartment building. They went out onto their porch and started shooting. They did not ask permission, nor did they care about my friend's family, they just did whatever they wanted to do without question. They stayed all night, and even slept on their beds. My friend's family was terrified, as you can imagine. When they left, they didn't bother to give them any information, or help fix the door. They had bombed the apartment building next to them to the point that it was completely destroyed.

So, how about that people? I wonder...what if the US Army busted down your door without warning, knocking or asking? Then locked you in your basement while they blew up the house next to yours? And then left without a word? Wouldn't you be outraged? The community wouldn't stand for it! But here, that's how the Israeli Army treats the people. It's terrifying that they have that much power without recourse. I believe that together the people can find a solution. Perhaps it's time for the world to wake up and realize that power without restraint is a dangerous thing.