Afrasianet - Emad Daoud - How did Tehran trade the blood of the sector for strategic survival?
When I was a little child, sitting in front of a black and white TV that barely captured the features of the faces, the tosha was in my sleep telling the story of "Mother's Heart"...!
It was not just a story, but an early moral slap that tells us that there is an unforgivable wound... Even if the heart itself apologizes for it.
"Don't stab my heart twice..."
A sentence that has been running in the background for a lifetime, as if it were an old alarm that has not been extinguished.
Then came Gaza... And she taught us that some wounds are not only repeated, but also managed, consumed, and reformulated live on air...!
Gaza is not killed once...
Gaza is killed in batches, and then the world is being asked to get used to it.
And that's exactly what happened...!
After October 7, the Middle East did not explode as promised in the speeches, but something else: the truth.
The speeches of the "unity of the squares" have risen to the ceiling of history, as if the region is on the verge of a major moment of liberation...!
But the first practical test did not produce editing, but rather produced precise limits to everything: for sound, for reaction, for loss.
Each side moved within its calculated cage...
And every response came to an extent that does not break the equation...
Gaza remained alone in the center of the fire...!
This is where the real question, not the rhetorical one, is formed:
Who really owns the decision of war? And who is content with managing it remotely?!
It is precisely in this vacuum that what can be called non-cosmetology works:
Functional dependency and strategic consumption.
No one goes to war for free...
Even "allies" are being redefined within larger systems:
Some of them are used as a line of engagement...
Some of them are like a negotiating paper...
And some of them are like a shock absorbing area...!
Gaza, in this harsh arrangement, was not out of the game... It is inside it to the bone, but not as a player, but as a tool that is consumed to the end.
Then came the most dangerous transformation...!
When Iran entered directly into the equation of engagement with Israel, the center of the world was no longer Gaza.
The media and political map changed in an instant:
From a child under the rubble... to a missile in the skies of Tehran.
And from a famine broadcast on the air... To the rules of engagement that are discussed in the capitals...!
Not because Gaza suddenly disappeared...
Rather, it is because the spotlight is deliberately or spontaneously removed when a more redistributable file of international attention has emerged.
The question is no longer what is happening in Gaza?
Rather: What does what is happening in Gaza mean for others?!
This is the most dangerous slippage.
Turning blood from case to paper...
From tragedy to negotiation...
From a cry to a number in the equation of regional pressure...!
Then came the moment that broke all the layers of the narrative...!
The assassination of Ismail Haniyeh inside Iran itself.
The event is not just the shock... Rather, the place.
The guest is killed in the host's house...!
In the ancient Arab consciousness, this is not a political elaboration, but rather a break with an entire concept called "dhimma" and the sanctity of hospitality.
However... The event produced nothing to parale its symbolism.
There is no total reversal in the rhythm...
There is no radical change in the rules of engagement...
It is a cold absorption into the language of "calculated response"...!
It is as if blood can be included in the risk management table.
And this is where the second, quieter and more dangerous disaster begins:
Not just to kill Gaza...
Rather, it should be rearranged so that the world will stop nothing!
The media at this moment does not stand outside the crime... Inside it in a soft way.
Some satellite channels no longer broadcast massacres... Rather, it manages its depreciation:
The bombing becomes a "field development"...
Famine becomes a "humanitarian crisis"...
The bodies become "numbers in an urgent bulletin"...!
With each repetition, the pain loses its voice... Not because it is over, but because it has consumed more than it should.
In the back, Israel didn't need much noise... Time is enough, the silence of the world is enough, and it is enough for the preoccupation of others with others...!
Gaza presses...
The West Bank is devouring...
Jerusalem is being re-engineered in silence that does not need a declaration.
As for the resistance... It transforms from an open project into a battle for survival.
It's not a question of "how do we win?”…
Rather, the question "How can we not end?!”
When the idea gets that far, everything changes... The meaning itself shrinks, the discourse shrinks, and the horizon narrows... One question remains above the rubble:
Who still really sees Gaza? And who used to look at it without seeing it?!
Here the whole story is summed up in one sentence that came out of a black and white screen and did not leave us:
"Don't stab the heart of Gaza twice...!"
