I’ve thought about this for a while now. I was thinking of getting a food truck then just giving away food and taking donations. If the cops come and say move I can pull down the block. Disaster requires help I can show up and hand out stuff.
This statement was prepared and signed by member organizations of the Latin American Anarchist Coordination – Coordinación Anarquista LatinoAmerica (CALA). Black Rose/Rosa Negra (BRRN) was invited to sign the statement as a sibling organization.
Came across this article because I was believing the Proudhon story, and trying to refresh my memory. But here I find it credibly disputed so I consider myself debunked.
It’s been two long, freezing days without a single donation… The nights are colder than ever, and my family is trembling under thin blankets, praying for warmth, for safety, for hope.
Winter has arrived, and my family and I are still without a home. We have no shelter, and we are trying to survive in the freezing cold. We urgently need help to buy a tent, warm clothes, blankets, and other basic supplies to protect ourselves from the harsh winter.
The cold winds have already started to blow, and winter is on our doorstep. Yet, we are still living out in the open, without enough warmth or protection.
We desperately need your help to buy the remaining essentials — a proper tent, food, gas, and warm winter clothes.
For starters, “violence” is an incredibly vague category. It inevitably has an ethical or even moralistic connotation, and yet more than any other institution mass media defines what “violence” means. That’s not the case with, say, “solidarity” or “sabotage,” which for some odd reason the media don’t talk about as much. (Eventually I’ll have another article out on word slippage and in which cases it makes sense to resist.)
There have been no donations for days… and winter is almost here. We’re still sleeping under the open sky with nothing to keep us warm. They announced a ceasefire, but the bombing hasn’t stopped, and our suffering continues.
Every day in the tents feels like a battle we’re forced to fight with no rest.
The nights are freezing, the wind cuts through the thin fabric, and our children wake up trembling from the cold and fear.
We try to smile, to stay strong, but it’s getting harder when hunger and exhaustion never leave us.
Despite all the promises and talks of peace, fear still rules our days.
We live between tents and ruins, searching for warmth in the cold nights and hope amid the dust.
Each day feels heavier than the one before, yet we keep holding on.
Please, help us survive, help us protect our children, help us keep hope alive
https://gofund.me/00439328
Good morning, my friends.
Please, I need your help. We lost our warm homes and now sleep in the cold streets of Gaza. We must pay $600 to keep a small spot of land — our only shelter. The nights are freezing, and I don’t know where we’ll go if we’re forced to leave. 💔
Even $1 can make a difference. Please don’t scroll past us — help us stay alive. 🙏
https://gofund.me/00439328
We lost everything our home, our memories, our safety.
Now, all that’s left around us is rubble and dust.
My family and I have no shelter, nowhere to go, nothing to start again.
My name is Ehab, a father of four children from Gaza.
Before October 7th, we lived in a warm home filled with love, laughter, and hope. My children were among the brightest in their schools, and life—though simple—was beautiful.
We are a family from Gaza who has lost everything because of the ongoing war — our home, our shelter, and our source of food.
We are living under constant bombardment, hunger, and devastation, just trying to survive.
We are a family still trapped under ongoing bombardment in Northern Gaza.
We desperately need your help to evacuate to the south. Transportation costs have soared to over $2,000 — an amount we simply cannot afford.
We are still in northern Gaza, under constant bombing and genocide.
We have no shelter, no medicine, and no food.
We desperately need your donations to help us evacuate to the south.
Please, save our family’s lives. We are begging you
https://gofund.me/00439328
Hello, my name is Ihab, speaking to you from northern Gaza. I have lost everything in this war. I no longer have a home or a safe place to protect my family. The bombings continue above our heads, and the sound of the drones terrifies the children. They go to sleep hungry, while I struggle without enough money to move south because of the skyrocketing prices.
My name is Ehab, from northern Gaza. I have a family with four children — we have lost everything. Our home was destroyed, and I lost parts of my family: my sister and her children are among the dead and wounded. Now, we sleep on the streets, with no shelter and no safety.
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