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Mohammad Hawari

Mohammad Hawari

Former Journalist | Humanitarian Media Specialist

When We Applaud a Wound… Have We Forgotten Who the Enemy Is?

In times of war, it is not only military strength that is tested; the ethics of nations are tested as well. Wars do not launch missiles alone—they also release what lies within hearts: anger, fear, and sometimes… gloating.

*Children Behind Wire… Or Responsibility Beyond Borders?*

The question today is not: "Do we return ISIS members to their home countries?" Rather, it is: Can a modern state abdicate its legal and moral responsibilities toward its citizens—especially children—under the pretext of protecting national security?

*Dust on the Shelf… or on the Heart?*

When we visit someone, an open door offers us a quiet trust: “Enter as you are—we are the same.”

Detroit: When Cities Are Left to Stand Alone

Detroit’s story is not as distant as it may appear. Once the beating heart of the global industrial economy, the American city now offers a stark human lesson about what happens when urban centers are governed by cold numbers—and when people are removed from the equations of profit and loss.

When the Pit Leads to Honor: Why Do Our Desires Mislead Us?

We do not merely misread life—we insist on doing so. We chase what we want as if it were absolute truth, and label whatever stands in our way as injustice, failure, or betrayal. We grow angry, complain endlessly, and curse our luck, as though we possess full knowledge of what should happen to us, and when.

A Hole in the Roof of the World: When the Powerful Abandon the Watch Over Life

Imagine a firefighter in a neighborhood packed with wooden houses who suddenly decides to leave his post—not because the fire has died down, but because he disagreed with the neighbors over the cost of the water truck. The people in that neighborhood do not care about the details of the dispute, nor about who is right or wrong. All they know is that the flames are creeping toward their children’s bedrooms, and that the chair where the “rescuer” was supposed to sit now stands empty.