Gaza is probably already gone. We are merely seeing it going.
One of the saddest Authors I read is, ironically, Douglas Adams. The story where he is running with the dogs ignoring him, needing him to be ignored, always evoked to me a profound bitterness. Love is clumsy, brutal, invisible. You need to have the sensibility of Douglas Adams to see such things. The saddest thing he wrote, in his otherwise rib-cracking style, is Last Chance to See, on animals on their way to extinction. It is a very funny book, of this style of humour that people call black humour. Vonnegut is also classified in this category, dark Sci-Fi humour. I think there is no Sci-Fi and the dark humour is also more a metaphysical grip than jokes. Heller was writing humour. Some of his jokes were even funny. Vonnegut was munching our dried brain like nuts through the thick mendibula of a supernatural iguana, seeing through space and time.
the Baiji dolphin in the Yangtze