Total silence

I came home last night, and found my father not watching the football...bas looking at Aljazeera live in silence...there was no noise coming from the TV...and I asked him why it is on mute? He looked at me, and said its not...then we sat for two hours in silence, watching as Israel bombed Gaza! It was the strangest thing...for it to be in silence...yet to know that the sound must be shaking children out of their sleep...and I was sitting with my dad...peacefully in our little house in Amman...watching as the forces of Mordor enter Gaza!
I went to Raising Yousuf today...and reading how people are living just saddens me so much...its so depressing...and I don't know what to feel or what to think.
My father-being the liberal radical that he is-states ever so quietly that they should just have killed the soldier. He is a soldier...not a civilian...that the Palestinians can not possibly use the same tactics as Hizbullah did...that al-Qaida must have finally arrived in Palestine-this new Army of Islam-I just sat and watched as the electricity company went up in flames. I wanted to cry...bas what is the point...aw use of that...who will it benefit...other then to make me feel better...bas as I sit here I don't know what to do?
Why is the Arab street not out demonstrating...my father was saying inno in his time-when he was my age-he was out there...they all would have been out there-where are the student of Jordan University? Why are they not demonstrating...why am I not demonstrating...why is the conversation I am having online with my friends about where we will go this weekend...Aqaba willa stay in Amman...why are we not talking about what do we do? Where do we go to show our disgust...our disapproval...oh why oh why?