Under the shade of an orange grove next to a deserted road, the body of a young woman lay face up with gunshot wounds to the head and left arm, piercing through to the chest.

The crotch area on her jean shorts was soaked blood red, and the shirt she was wearing was wide open.

Haim Otmazgin was not looking for evidence of sexual assault when he joined the desperate mission to recover the dead, the murdered, and the mutilated in the aftermath of the Hamas terror attacks.

But he believes he found it when his ambulance was waved down on its way to Be’eri, one of the worst-hit Kibbutzim.

[There is no middle ground on this with me. Hamas and every Palestinian who supports them – including every obnoxious little marcher sitting in an American roadway blocking traffic or ruining an evening out – are part and parcel of the same degenerate inhuman savagery. And every American feminist who did not immediately condemn or consistently speak out against them is a fraud, and should never again be considered a ‘moral authority’ on anything to do with the rights of women. ~ Beege]