Attempting to pen down this article has become an exercise in perpetual frustration. Each effort to put pen to paper is violently interrupted by a relentless stream of new war crimes, each one more harrowing than the last. The ink has barely dried on one atrocity before another one is committed. As I write this, it has been 173 days of brutality and death visited upon Palestinians in Israel’s war on Gaza; 173 days of children butchered, women undergoing caesareans without anaesthetic to the melody of mass extermination, and men forced to undergo their own personal excavation of horrors as they…