Even From Far Away, This Hurts
As an Iranian, few days ago when I saw the headlines about Israeli jets are striking Iranian soil something in me broke. The strikes hit Tehran, Isfahan, Yazd, Tabriz, Shiraz, Ahvaz, and more. These are not just names to me. I’ve walked those streets. I’ve looked up at those skies. Those places hold pieces of my childhood. Now, people are dying.
And what hurts even more is seeing some fellow Iranians cheering. Hoping these bombs will finally bring down the regime. Celebrating as if a missile can be a blessing, if it just lands on the “right” building. I feel sick.
How did we become this? So broken that we forgot war doesn’t care what you believe. A foreign jet doesn’t stop to ask if you support the regime before it bombs your neighborhood and bombs don’t ask for your ideology.
And now, the U.S. has bombed Iranian nuclear sites too. Another strike. Another message sent through violence. No UN resolution. No debate. No international backlash.
What’s even more painful is the silence. Not a single Western government condemned the attacks. Not one major media outlet questioned their legality. When Russia invaded Ukraine, the world called it an outrage. When Israel and the U.S. strike Iran — clearly breaking international law — nobody says a word.
Where are the international laws now? Why do we have the United Nations, if some countries can do whatever they want and never be held accountable?
This is the very definition of a double standard. One set of rules for the powerful, another for the rest of the world.
Supporting Israel’s actions — especially under a leader who is wanted by the International Criminal Court for war crimes — isn’t just politically wrong. It’s morally wrong.
I don’t know how this ends. I just hope it does — before more innocent people lose their lives.
