1. United States
2. Wash.
3. Letter

We sit upon the precipice of a fearsome abyss, a void carved out by the relentless machinery of war rendering human life trivial in its pursuit. It boggles the mind and wrenches the heart to bear witness to the wanton destruction, to the unspeakable crimes against humanity, sanctioned under the banner of diplomacy and geopolitical alliances. It is an affront to the conscience of the world that the U.S. continues to extend biting financial support and supplemental military aid, ultimately empowering Israel to intensify its inhumane actions against Palestinian civilians. We must urgently question these actions, for they deepen the bloody chasms of discord, sparking cycles of reprisals that seem endless, displacing thousands, orphaning children, and extinguishing innocent lives. How much more must we endure before the scales fall from our eyes and we recognize the devastating cost of our passivity? The arms we send to Israel, purportedly for defense, are instead tools of oppression turned against the very people we claim to champion - lashing out with unchecked power, shattering homes, dreams, and peace in its wake. This must end, not tomorrow, not at a diplomatic convenience, but immediately - right here, right now. I plead for a cease-fire, for an uprising of sanity against the madness of war. The funding, the armaments, and the passive endorsement of suffering must cease, for they breed not security, not the promise of stability, but a legacy of scars, seething hatred, and the ever-simmering anticipation for the next round of violence. We must not continue to contribute to the agony of a people, to the storm of strife that desiccates humanity's soul. Each dollar, each bullet sent, widens the wound rather than bandages it, rekindles the flame rather than quenches it. It is time to redirect our efforts, time to quell the storm and plant the seeds of peace. For only within the calm sanctuary of ceasefire can healing begin, justice emerge, and the hope of peace for all flourish.