It’s No Longer Just About Hamas : A Dissection of Global Hypocrisy, Justice, and Selective Humanity

 

 

By Isaac Christopher Lubogo, a Ugandan lawyer and lecturer

 

Prologue: When a Lie Outlives Its War

 

There comes a time in the course of human conflict when the bullets may still fly, but the truth can no longer be silenced. That time is now. The long-standing narrative of the Israeli-Palestinian conflict—where one side wears the badge of civilization and the other is permanently cast as barbaric—has collapsed under the weight of unfiltered images, shattered homes, and bodies too small to carry such large coffins.

 

> “It’s no longer just about Hamas.”

 

This is not just a shift in focus—it is a moral earthquake. It is the tearing down of a decades-old curtain behind which atrocities were justified, rights were rationed, and international law was selectively interpreted. It is the moment when global conscience begins to rebel against a neatly-packaged, Western-approved mythology.

 

What Is Justice When Only the Powerful Define It?

 

Let us ask what the world now dares to whisper:

What is justice when a child in Gaza is born stateless, breathes tear gas, and dies before knowing what freedom means?

 

Justice—real justice—is not the loud banging of gavels at the Hague while mothers dig their children out of rubble. It is not the well-tailored diplomat citing UN resolutions that are never enforced. No. Real justice must be unflinching, symmetrical, and blind to race, religion, or region.

 

But how do we speak of justice when the International Criminal Court moves swiftly on African leaders but stammers when Western allies cross red lines daily in broad daylight?

 

> Is justice justice when it trembles before tanks but roars at spears?

 

If the law only bends in the direction of power, then let us admit we have no justice—only diplomacy disguised as legality.

 

 

Who Really Suffers—And Who Is Allowed to Mourn?

 

Let us pause and ask, without emotion but with humanity:

Who really suffers in this war?

 

We are told of Hamas rockets—and rightly so. But we are rarely shown the rooftops where entire families are warned minutes before destruction, or the ICUs where babies gasp because fuel is banned. Suffering, it seems, has tiers. An Israeli scream is a headline; a Gazan scream is an echo—too distant to matter, too familiar to provoke.

 

We must ask:

 

> When did human pain become ranked by passport color or proximity to Western alliances?

 

Let this truth stand unashamed: The hierarchy of grief has become the world’s moral cancer. Israel may suffer, yes—but Gaza is bleeding out before our very eyes, and we call it politics.

 

And For How Long Will the World Pretend Not to See?

 

How long will Gaza remain an open-air prison guarded by silence?

How long will the West demand restraint only from the bombed, never the bomber?

How long will “self-defense” justify erasure?

How long will world leaders tweet condolences in English and send weapons in silence?

 

If the past was about controlling the narrative, the future must be about exposing the complicity. Every delayed ceasefire, every muted statement, every vetoed UN resolution is not neutrality—it is participation.

 

> Justice delayed is not just justice denied—it is justice permanently exiled.

 

The Unwritten Truth: Beyond War, Beyond Walls

 

This is no longer a fight between two armed sides. It is a collision between truth and propaganda, between the lived reality of Palestinians and the sanitised scripts of state diplomacy.

 

The truth is that occupation is not security.

Collective punishment is not defense.

And morality is not a luxury to be afforded only to allies.

 

The question now is not whether Hamas is wrong—they are, in many ways. But so is the assumption that resistance born out of dispossession, blockade, and decades of erasure can be reduced to “terror.”

 

> When your land is fenced, your dignity erased, and your existence politicized, what tools does morality leave you with?

 

Final Reckoning: The War Beyond the War

 

Let us end not with sentiment, but with clarity.

 

The real war is no longer in Gaza.

It is in the courtroom of global conscience.

It is in every lecture hall that teaches human rights but remains silent.

It is in every capital that funds weapons but cannot fund aid.

It is in the soul of international law, which trembles before power and limps before the weak.

 

> If we cannot uphold justice in Gaza—where a child cries without a state to shield them—then where do we expect justice to live?

 

This war has not just exposed bombs.

It has exposed us.

 

— Isaac Christopher Lubogo

Legal Scholar | Philosopher | SuiGeneris Doctrine Architect