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Let's resist

 What exactly does power mean when it comes to providing justice? America and Britain are attempting to relocate a group of people who were displaced by European colonialism and haulocast into a small country called Palestine by settlement crimes. They label the native inhabitants, the true citizens of that land, as terrorists when they resist such actions by America and the UK. The world watched silently as atrocities unfolded until a point where even some Israeli citizens began to comprehend the truth.

Journalism plays a pivotal role in shaping our perspectives and understanding of the world. It serves as a primary source of information and analysis, guiding our views, knowledge, and opinions on various issues. During times of crisis, journalism takes on an even more crucial role, as it provides us with essential insights and helps us make sense of complex events. Its capacity to deliver accurate, unbiased information is invaluable in ensuring that we are well-informed and can make informed decisions.


Additionally, journalism acts as a powerful tool for truth-seeking and social justice. It has the capacity to unravel lies, expose misinformation, and debunk fake stories. By doing so, it empowers society to stand up for justice and speak out against injustice. In an age of information overload, reliable journalism serves as a beacon of truth, fostering accountability and promoting the values of transparency and integrity in society.

The world often falls silent due to a combination of deception and ignorance, leading to a state of passivity. Yet, this silence can also signify the oppressive forces that stifle the voices of those seeking justice and peace. It is imperative that we unite in our collective resistance against these barriers, working together to bring about a world where peace and justice prevail. By raising our voices and shedding light on the truth, we can break the silence and pave the way for a more harmonious and equitable global society.


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