As videos of massacres against Alawites in Syria go viral on social media, I find myself haunted by one image—a mother sitting silently beside her murdered sons, her face frozen in shock as the cameraman taunts her, saying she deserves this fate. Her pain is palpable, yet her tragedy—multiplied thousands of times over—has failed to pierce our collective conscience.

March 5, when violence erupted in predominantly Alawite and Christian regions of western Syria, I've watched with growing horror as my collection of videos documenting these atrocities swelled beyond 30. The death toll—at least 1,200 souls—represents not just statistics but shattered families and communities ravaged by targeted violence.

The footage is soul-crushing—a young man named Mohammed trembles as he pleads for someone to save his sisters, his voice breaking as he describes bodies piling up outside his home. The dentist who weeps uncontrollably while recounting her grandfather's murder and other such testimonies of crying relatives to either killed or missing loved ones burn into your consciousness.