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It's the end of the world as we know it.
By "we", I mean me and those like me: all those who are either too young to remember the last war, or too secure in the center of the land; All those who are used to listen to news about missiles in the south, or bombs in the north, and nod for the poor people who have to suffer it daily. This false feeling of security is over now.
Earlier this evening, when I was at work, a coworker was updated: a real alarm was sounded in our city (for the first time in more than two decades). At that moment, I knew it's the end of the world as I knew it.
Sometime later, when more alarms were sounded, all the people in the area were asked to enter a Merkhav Mugan immediately: we have about a minute and a half to find shelter. I heard teenagers scream in panic as they ran about, trying to find it. I saw others, unable to believe anything would happen, trying to pretend business as usual. Following orders, we closed the store as fast as we could, and joined the closest Merkhav Mugan. The whole situation was so surreal; we had to take a selfie, if only to prove the other staff members it really happened.
We can never get back to not knowing how it feels to be under attack, with barely a time to find as much protection as possible. We can no more pretend our enemies don't have the ability to threaten us. We can no longer ignore the attacks, dismiss them as few and unimportant.
It's the end of the world as we know it.
By "we", I mean me and those like me: all those who are either too young to remember the last war, or too secure in the center of the land; All those who are used to listen to news about missiles in the south, or bombs in the north, and nod for the poor people who have to suffer it daily. This false feeling of security is over now.
Earlier this evening, when I was at work, a coworker was updated: a real alarm was sounded in our city (for the first time in more than two decades). At that moment, I knew it's the end of the world as I knew it.
Sometime later, when more alarms were sounded, all the people in the area were asked to enter a Merkhav Mugan immediately: we have about a minute and a half to find shelter. I heard teenagers scream in panic as they ran about, trying to find it. I saw others, unable to believe anything would happen, trying to pretend business as usual. Following orders, we closed the store as fast as we could, and joined the closest Merkhav Mugan. The whole situation was so surreal; we had to take a selfie, if only to prove the other staff members it really happened.
We can never get back to not knowing how it feels to be under attack, with barely a time to find as much protection as possible. We can no more pretend our enemies don't have the ability to threaten us. We can no longer ignore the attacks, dismiss them as few and unimportant.
It's the end of the world as we know it.
FFM, July 8th. Challenge time!
The only "problem" with this piece? It's not a fiction per se. It's absolutely real, and very up to date.
Merkhav Mugan: "a reinforced security room... deemed preferable to a bomb shelter when the warning time is too short for residents to reach a shelter". Thank you, Wikipedia!
The only "problem" with this piece? It's not a fiction per se. It's absolutely real, and very up to date.
Merkhav Mugan: "a reinforced security room... deemed preferable to a bomb shelter when the warning time is too short for residents to reach a shelter". Thank you, Wikipedia!
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I love this line so much: We can never get back to not knowing how it feels to be under attack, with barely a time to find as much protection as possible.