It's so difficult to explain to the outside world what it has meant to live in the West Bank in the last few months. The level of Israeli violence we have been witnessing has not only been unprecedented, but it's beyond rogue and feral. Israelis, whether in the army or not, have been armed not just with military grade weapons like M16s, but they've been provided with drones. Every neighborhood in the West Bank faces some form of Israeli violence every day. It's either settlers carrying out pogroms, shooting Palestinians in their own lands and homes, or the army and police detaining Palestinians and subjecting them to torture as a sadistic ritual. As Palestinians we've been stripped of all capacity to not just push back, but to even remain on our lands. BRIEF: Water has been systemically cut off, electricity is slowly cut off, access to hospitals and education is ruptured, there are economic restrictions on money flow while Israeli soldiers carry out organized and systemic robbery of Palestinians (stealing money from people on checkpoints, stealing gold from homes, and even carrying out army-sanctioned robberies of hundreds of thousands of dollars from official money exchange offices). The West Bank feels so dystopic, every day we wait to see if Israelis have come up with a reason to carry out their sadistic games of violence. Whether it's some Jewish holiday, or some other excuse, we're always just waiting to see what event Israelis will evoke that day to attack us. It's like a daily waltz with death. You either survive another day, or you don't.