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Another plea to Mr Carney

 Another form letter with personal adaptations. Thanks to Kairos Canada for this one.

https://kairoscanada.org/gaza-letter-campaign 

Dear Mr Carney and Ms Anand

(I wish they would copy this to all the shadow ministers too) 

“The level of human suffering in Gaza is intolerable,” you declared on May 20. Along with leaders from Britain and France, you promised further action if Israel failed to halt its offensive and lift restrictions on aid. You have since made similar public statements and promises,  with other countries and allies, stating that you are prepared to take further action.

We welcome your words and intentions.  But no meaningful action has taken place — only continued Israeli bombardment, displacement, blocked aid and the deaths of more and more civilians, many of them children, desperate for food and water. Despite agreement on a ceasefire proposal from Hamas, Israel continues wanton bombing, blockades and dehumanization of illegally detained aid workers. 

Now is the time for action, including the use of all  diplomatic, political, and economic measures to:

Secure agreement for the ceasefire offer

Ensure food, water, fuel, and humanitarian aid are delivered unhindered 

Achieve the release of *all captives*, both Israeli and Palestinian  

Impose a comprehensive, *two-way arms* embargo on Israel, including closing loopholes such as exports via the U.S.  

End Israel’s military occupation and annexation of Palestine, paving the way for a just peace. 

By its behaviour so far, Canada has thoroughly abdicated any claim to leadership on human rights and peacemaking. It's too late to salvage that: South Africa, Colombia and more have amply proven themselves. But you can still act and at least be counted among those who did something before Palestinians were wiped out from Gaza entirely. 

Please act. 

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