"Whaddaya say? Go tie up some guy's genitals

  with a zip tie, or..." 

  "Whatever the (i)or(i) is would be the better option." 

  "We need to leave here." 

  "He would know.  Trust me." 

  Even before Fallujah the people were sensing seismic battle, and also that sense of concrete.  The kabosh on college for now; the thick-headed stupidity of people partying in shelters;  the sinking dread of dead end.  

  A kibbutz on borderlands between more settled than nomadic people-area became a symbolic touchstone in days of conflict unfolding.  Young and poor, the combination of factors lent itself to questioning everything.  And the many answers of the wise and wizened which seemed trite or quaint until such knowledge was saving lives. 

  "Why would they do (i)that(i)?" A man who'd stuck with service and family asked a radio. 

  "Broadcast it out or the action itself?" A woman asked. 

  "Both.  Or no.  Help me move these waters onto the shelving." 

  "I think they put it as (i)news(i) because it's become too dangerous to try and win the settlers over to keeping sane and civil" she said as she hiked up a knee-length skirt and dove into offloading a palette.  "Is this all they sent?" The man nodded a yes and counted the trays of bottled water.  The numbers he wrote on a form that was like a middleman between accounting. 

  "You know, the other night an elder woman to us, but not a mench, confronted papa."

  "Why?  The war is not his fault." 

  "He'd made a point at weekly meal to say that (i)war is for the youth of a nation(i)." 

  "And what did Marion say?" 

  "How dare you sit on your plump ass behind fortress walls conducting a war but say it is the youth." 

  "I bet the meal went downhill fast." 

  "The guests left.  And two more bottles of wine were drank.  That night." 

  "I'm sure that helped." 

  "Even if it's up to the youth just to defend, there is growing issue with a future life.  But the aggression will be the death of us." 

  "Yep.  Where will we be with no generations because of vengeance?  That's why they harm people that way.  They are caught in the messaging of wiping out the other." 

  "I don't know who can change." 

  "Maybe no one.  Maybe it's in God's hands."