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What happened to the pledge?

To the 20 (re-elected) Liberal MPs who signed the Vote Palestine platform. 


You signed the Vote Palestine platform.  

The time to fulfill your pledge is now. 

Gaza is facing mass starvation. This isn't food scarcity. This is intentional blockage of food as a tool of genocide.

Canada's joint statement with 25 other nations called on all the parties to "uphold the obligations of international humanitarian law." 

But Israel has been flagrantly violating multiple obligations of international law almost daily since October 8, 2023 and certain on every day since Canada's statement was released.

There is no need to wait, to give Israel the benefit of the doubt to do the right thing. 

"We are prepared to take further action", the statement reads. So do it. 

  • Canada must immediately impose a true arms embargo on Israel – a two-way arms embargo – and it must actually put it into force and close all loopholes. 
  • Canada must immediately levy sanctions on Israel. 
  • Canada must end free trade with Israel. 

You signed a pledge. In fact, you agreed to more than this, but at this moment these three actions are the most crucial in the face of the deepening disaster Israel is committing every moment on Gaza.

Canadians are behind you. You are in a crowd of your own colleagues. (They are not all included in this message for fear it would be rejected by your servers.)

People are starving by the thousands. You have the power to do something about it.

“Someday everyone will have always been against this” but you need to have the courage to be against it now with more than empty words.

We memorialize the Holodomor but here we are literally watching people starve before our own eyes because no one in the world has the guts to stand up to a (tiny) belligerent, genocidal state trying to eradicate people it finds inconvenient. There is no moral authority. International law is meaningless if the entire international community refuses to enforce it. Stop waiting for someone else to move first. Act. Now.

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