In solidarity with Palestinians in Gaza, tens of thousands of protesters have marched in cities across Australia, calling for an end to Israel’s conflict. Organisers demand an arms embargo and a sanction for Israel from the government.
An oil facility and a power plant in Sanaa were both targets, according to Al Masirah TV, a Houthi-affiliated organization. Israel claimed that it also targeted a “military complex” in the Yemeni capital, as well as a presidential palace.
According to Al Masirah, the attacks resulted in at least two fatalities and 35 serious injuries.
Two days after the Houthis claimed a missile launch against Israel, Israel was the subject of Israeli strikes as part of a Palestinian organization’s campaign to pressure Israel into putting an end to its hostility and occupation of Gaza.
The Israeli military claimed that the Houthi terrorist regime had repeatedly attacked Israel and its citizens, including by launching surface-to-surface missiles and unmanned aerial vehicles into its territory.
According to a Houthi military official, the group’s air defenses “neutralized most of the Israeli enemy aircraft participating in the aggression and forced them to leave.”
After the Israeli attacks, fire and smoke erupted over Sanaa in footage obtained by Al Jazeera.
The Houthis quickly reaffirmed on Sunday that the group’s military support for Palestinians will not be hindered by the Israeli attacks.
Houthi official Mohammed al-Bukhaiti stated in a statement that “the Israeli aggression against Yemen will not prevent us from continuing our support for Gaza, no matter the sacrifices.”
“Eternity in heaven or hell is the solution is now apparent to us,” he said.
Houthi Defense Ministry official Abed al-Thawr called Israeli claims that it attacked military installations on Sunday “lies.” He claimed that Israel bombed Yemeni civilian infrastructure to cause suffering.
Al-Thawr claimed that the presidential palace, which was attacked on Sunday, has been deserted for a while. He claimed that what Israel is doing is barbarism.
The Houthi-dominated Government of Change and Reconstruction in Sanaa also referred to the Israeli attack as a “war crime” that shows columns of smoke rising above Sanaa and aims to hurt Yemenis and lead to a “fake victory.”
The Israeli government is conducting an open war against the Arab and Muslim world, according to a statement released by the organization.
Israel has been bombing Yemeni ports and power plants for a month. However, the attack on Sunday occurred shortly after last week’s Israeli navy attack on a Sanaa power station.
Just hours after losing a cameraman he had worked with, a journalist in Gaza covered the killing of his relatives live on television. Khaled al-Madhoun, a Palestinian TV personality, was fatally shot by Israeli forces while he was delivering aid to a distribution center.
A massive crash that occurred on Saturday during the second stage of the Junior Tour of Spain resulted in the death of a 17-year-old cyclist.
Ivan Melendez Luque, a member of a group of about 20 riders who were involved in the collision between Langa de Duero and Laguna Negra, was one of the riders, according to Spanish radio station Cadena Ser.
Eighteen riders in Soria were taken to the hospital, three of whom, including Melendez, were in a serious condition.
The young Tenerife team rider later died as a result of his injuries, according to Marca, a sports daily.
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The other two riders’ conditions have not been disclosed.
The race’s organisers announced on Saturday night that the remainder would be canceled.
In Aranda del Duero on Sunday morning, a memorial service was held.
The International Cycling Union (UCI) and its president, David Lappartient, expressed their condolences to “his family, friends, and the cycling community” and stated that they were “deeply saddened” by Melendez’s passing.
Melendez is the second junior cyclist to pass away in a race this year, joining Samuele Privitera, an Italian teenager, who was competing in the Italian Tour of Aosta Valley.
Andre Drege, a Norwegian who competed in the Tour of Austria, passed away last year, and Muriel Furrer, a young Swiss rider, passed away in a crash during the U23 road race in Zurich.
My dinner table was frequently filled with typical American dishes when I was a girl growing up in Maryland, including fried chicken, yeast rolls, and green beans, followed by ice cream sandwiches or pie for dessert. Or perhaps a tall glass of cold milk with lasagna, burgers, or beef stew. My Vietnamese immigrant mother prepared these dishes lovingly and carefully by hand.
My mother felt a strong urge to be “Americanized,” just like many Vietnamese immigrants and refugees who came to the United States after the Vietnam War. She had been hired to teach Vietnamese to American soldiers at a United States military base in Okinawa, Japan, where my father was working on wartime intelligence. For her, being the first of her siblings to do so and marrying an American meant a lot to her. She later told me that one way to express her gratitude was to suppress and suppress the things that made her seem different. Therefore, she prepared meals that my father’s Midwestern American palate would enjoy, avoiding ingredients he might have thought were too spicy, too difficult, or too unusual. She also learned to speak only English at home.
We rarely went out to eat and the only food we ever had delivered was pizza, which was mostly for budgetary reasons back then. Even visiting a McDonald’s fast food establishment was a unique experience. My mother would bring plain hamburgers home from our neighborhood McDonald’s to save money. To create quick, affordable cheeseburgers, she would take a slice from the block of American cheese and place half a slice on each of the patties. They seem to have been given more attention, but this care only serves to make them more special.
My father then informed me that he and my mother were splitting when I was seven years old, dressed in my favorite ruffled blue skirt with tiny white flowers. As he explained this news to me, he had slumped down and looked me in the eyes.
Later, a judge made the decision to let my mother move into a nearby apartment and that my father and I would live there together. Every other weekend, I would spend dinner with her and attend dinner with her.
I watched my mother slowly let go of the pressure of making American cuisine at her home. Fish sauce, sesame oil, and peppers were all used in her kitchen. As I grew older, she started making Vietnamese and other Asian dishes more frequently, involving me in the process. We developed a daily routine that involved cooking, spending the better part of the day going to different markets to gather ingredients like shrimp and pork, fish sauce and peppers, and then cooking a lavish meal. I would frequently serve as my mother’s sous-chef, cutting, stirring, and handing items. We also prepared pho, the traditional Vietnamese noodle soup, along with her specialty, which we have made numerous times. We prepared other dishes like savoury Vietnamese pancakes, curry chicken, pad thai, and banh xeo, among others.
My mother could occasionally be cruel and cutting, frequently berating me with harsh language if I didn’t do well in school or did something else well. However, we found a common ground when we cooked and ate together. As her American-born daughter, who resembled my white father, I began to learn more about my mother’s Vietnamese heritage and consequently my own. I began to understand how her new life and her traditional Vietnamese cuisine could be merged when she cooked them. She would share tales of how her mother and mother in Vietnam, who hardly ever cooked elaborate meals, cooked together. They substituted simple meals of rice, fish, and meat for their relationship and for the body. Like all immigrants do, cooking those foods with me allowed her to establish herself in two different cultures.
Our customs have evolved over time. I pick up and drive my mother, who is in her 80s, to run her errands. She insists on leaning on her cane while waiting in line at the bank so she can chat with the clerks. To dutifully stamp and pay her bills the old-fashioned way, we visit her favorite grocery store, where she always searches for the tiny smelt she likes to fry up as a snack, and then the post office. Then, in the same way that she used to take me, I take her to McDonald’s so we can spend the day shopping and cooking instead. However, we decided to spend more money on two Quarter Pounders with cheese, one for her and one for me, than on simple hamburgers.
My mother confessed to me one day, somewhat skeptically, that she missed cheeseburgers, and this particular food tradition began a few years ago. She frequently made burgers for herself or took her own fast food version after years of living alone and fortifying herself with simple Asian meals. We almost always ran errands together, so we started going through the drive-through.
I frequently wolf down my sandwich in about four bites while driving with my partner. It always feels like a guilty pleasure for someone who restricts their fast food intake. By contrast, my mother eats slowly. savoring . She might question the bread’s freshness, whether the cheese has melted, or how tender and crunchy the onions are. Her rating is always the same as “delicious.”
McDonald’s, which was founded in 1940 by two brothers after the Great Depression, has become a staple of a good-looking, reasonably priced meal for many.
McDonald’s has been associated with the kind of “Americanization” that has historically been viewed as largely positive in Asian nations.
The late introduction of the Golden Arches to China, according to Jane Hu, in a 2021 essay about the McDonald’s Filet-o-Fish in The New York Times, “represented a whole ethos about what constitutes the good life.” In a 2000 issue of Foreign Affairs, James L. Watson noted that McDonald’s franchises have been praised for having ties to all that is hip or desirable about the US, as well as for being targeted in protests when anti-American sentiment is high. The Big Mac represents America, according to Watson, “like the Stars and Stripes.”
McDonald’s has served as a symbol of the kind of pluck and grit that feels both quintessentially American and emblematic of the immigrant experience because it offers entry-level jobs for workers and opportunities for advancement and because its global popularity speaks to the promise of success. After settling in the US following the fall of Saigon (here now Ho Chi Minh City), Vietnamese writer Phan Quang Tue said, “I savored the concept of equality at a McDonald’s restaurant where everyone, rich or poor, would receive the same burger and fries after paying the same amount, then about 89 cents. It was and is still regarded as “McD’s equal treatment” in my opinion.
However, our shared Quarter Pounders have grown to be just as important to me as our shared plates of spring rolls, pho, and other Vietnamese dishes that we have prepared together over the years.
Cheeseburgers once made it possible for my mother to feel American. It now demonstrates that she is entirely free to do whatever she wants, and that is much more crucial.
For all of us, immigrants and non-immigrants, torn apart by war, politics, oceans, and generations, should this be. We prepare and consume the food from both our original and adopted homelands, and we also prepare feasts to celebrate the people we care about. However, we can also simply order a cheeseburger because it can also mean something.
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