We do not leave our people behind

Ham*s did not “return a body” last night.

They staged a performance of cruelty.

They dug a hole, placed part of Ofir Tzarfati’s remains inside, and filmed themselves “discovering” him - in front of the Red Cross -as if this were the first time he had been "found."

As if this was an act of cooperation.

As if this was humanity.

But Ofir’s body had already been brought home earlier in the w*r.

His family had already buried him. This is the third time.

They had already begun the impossible work of learning to live inside the shape of his absence.

This was not a gesture of goodwill.

It was an act of psychological warfare - meant to reopen a wound, destabilize a people, and sabotage attempts to bring others home.

This is the part of the story the world often refuses to see:

Ham*s does not only wage war on bodies.

They wage war on grief itself.

They weaponize mourning.

They desecrate memory.

They turn a family’s deepest pain into a political tactic.

This is why language like “just negotiate,” “just trust the process,” “just give them what they want,” rings hollow and cruel.

There is no such thing as “good faith” with those who orchestrate suffering as strategy.

Bringing the h*stages home is not a talking point.

It is the moral center of this w*r.

It is the sacred obligation of a country that refuses to abandon its children - living or de*d.

Ofir was celebrating his 27th birthday when he was taken from the Nova festival.

He should have lived a long, ordinary, beautiful life.

His parents should not have had to bury him once - and not twice. A third time??

To the Tzarfati family - there are no words that can contain this.

Only presence.

Only memory.

Only the promise that we do not look away.

May Ofir’s memory be a blessing.

May his family be held in comfort.

And may every h*stage - every soul still waiting to come home - be returned to their families in dignity and light.

We do not leave our people behind.

Not in life.

Not in d*ath.

Not ever.