Middle East and the World: Population, Motherhood and The “War of Cradles”
Record! I am an Arab And my identity card is fifty thousand I have eight children And the ninth is coming after a summer Will you be angry? -From the poem, Identity Card, by Mahmoud Darwish, the national poet of Palestine We are a civilisation camouflaged in modernity and democratic virtues, yet ancient emotions reign underneath. The Israel-Gaza war offers a sinister peek into them. The violence of this war is such that both sides kill indiscriminately, even civilians, in huge numbers. There is an unfathomable absurdity to this and every conflict. The lives of young Gazan and Israeli soldiers are cut short in acts of intergenerational hostilities over disputes about stretches of fertile and barren lands and cultural memories. We begin to see a pattern emerging, signifying ancient fears and hopes. This article is about one such fear and the hope originating from it. The news from Israel indicates that many parents and widows of the young Israeli soldiers killed i...