Emotional Reactions to Conflict Casualties

These are honored Druze women among us.

Respected.

God willing.

Look at the rocket, raise your hand, sister, raise your hand.

Raise your hand.

Raise your hand. Look, it’s behind you, Hikma, run.

Leave the little girl alone, leave her alone.

Look.

Leave her alone.

Look, this is from your bombardment, you dogs.

You pig, these people’s blood is on your hands, you son of a bitch.

These people’s blood is on your hands.

What have these people done wrong? Huh, boy? You dog, you son of a bitch.

You pursue your personal interests. Boy, in Idlib, Druze are honored

and respected. In Suwayda, they are honored and respected. This

village here, they are honored and respected, you dog.

You made up an excuse to pursue your personal interests, son of a bitch.

Look, what have these children done wrong?

What has my aunt done wrong?

Who, who was killed among you?

My son, my husband, and his wife.

Why? Why?

And my son’s wife.

Because of whom? Al-Hijri.

Run, may God curse him until Judgment Day. May God curse you, you

pig.

Get out.

Look.

This shows

you’re finished.