The War Is in My Phone
I don’t live in Israel. There are no sirens outside my window. I don’t check the news to find out if my city still exists.
But when I open my phone, it’s as if the war — which is still very much ongoing — has spilled through the screen.
My feed often feels like a minefield. One post is a tribute to a murdered family. The next is someone I went to high school with reposting slogans that make my stomach turn. Scrolling has started to feel like surveillance. Not of the news itself, but of people I once thought I knew.
There’s a particular kind of exhaustion that comes from watching a war play out online.........
© The Times of Israel (Blogs)
