Life in the Sun House

IDF vs. Gaza Flotilla

2010-05-31T21:45:00.049+03:00

I've been inundated by people asking for my opinion of today's events, so I'm placing my comments on the blog for your perusal, your responses are welcomed. My only request is that you respond only after you've read all the way to the very end.

Above is a photo of a "peace?" activist brandishing a very frightening looking knife on one of the ships that Israeli Defense forces boarded earlier today. Regrettably, it appears that 9 individuals died for their ignoble cause.

It will definitely help put things into context by watching the following videos carefully:

And this video is a MUST SEE! Please click on the link to view:

MEMRI: Al-Jazeera TV Report from "Freedom Flotilla" Before Its Departure for Gaza: Activists on Board Chant Intifada Songs and Praise Martyrdom

So a bunch of "peace?" activists decide to break the blockade of Gaza, implemented by Israel and Egypt to prevent Hamas from obtaining weapons and/or the raw materials that are used to manufacture weapons that are used to terrorize more than 1 million people that live in a 20-mile radius around Gaza. As you may remember, in January 2007, I had the most unpleasant experience of being forced to dive into my own bomb-shelter when the arabs started firing long range Grad missiles at us, the House of Sun is only 24-miles from Gaza as the crow flies.

The arabs could end this blockade very easily. All they have to do is sign a piece of paper that says that they recognize the right of Jews to govern themselves in the 8,000 sq miles of land popularly known as Israel (and by the way, that's 8,000 out of the 3,000,000 sq miles shared by the countries that immediately surround us). And one other thing: they have to NOT teach their children that it is a holy mission to kill Joooos. For those of you who have visited us, you know how disturbing it is to turn on the tele every single morning and see educational programming that teaches arab kids how to kill Jooos, preferred methods involve shooting, slitting throats and beheading. And every single Friday morning, you can turn on your tele or radio and hear the imams preaching from the mosques. The typical muslim "Shabbat" sermon consists of ugly, nauseating, violent, murderous calls to kill Jooos, and it's broadcast over the air for free - you don't need to pay for cable to have the displeasure of hearing this stuff day after day, week after week etc.

Interestingly, one of the ships in the Gaza Flotilla is named after the late Rachel Corrie. Here is my favorite photo of her, it's a photo of her teaching young arab children how to emit blood-curdling screams while burning effigies of American Flags. She also called herself a "peace?" activist. The photo is quite flattering, wouldn't you agree?

OK, back to the topic at hand. The blockade of Gaza has brought peace and quiet to these parts, in the last year the arabs have fired only about 50 rockets at us, compared to 4,700 rockets during 2005/2006. And bear in mind that Egypt enforces the blockade from their side of the border as well.

What does the blockade mean to the average Gazan? Well, as far as we can see, the Gazan supermarkets are fully stocked and the kids are splashing around in swimming pools filled with crystal clear water. Don't believe me? You can see the videos on YouTube yourself. There isn't a single Gazan that goes to bed hungry. UNWRA has seen to that for over 60 years, they are the agency of the UN that is responsible for keeping these people perpetually impoverished so that they can keep their own self-perpetuating jobs for another 100 years.

Recent photos of Gazans shopping
(Click on the photos to enlarge)

In fact, food, fuel, medical supplies, clothing and all types of consumer goods flow into Gaza every day through the Gaza border crossings. The one basic and very necessary rule is that Israeli security personnel inspect every truck that enters Gaza for things like: steel tubing and fertilizer used to manufacture rockets, weapons of every sort, and yes - cement. You see, the main use for cement in Gaza is to build smuggling tunnels into Egypt which are used to bring in weapons, rockets and missiles which are launched at my house and my kids schools.

So Turkey, who used to be the lords of this land up until about 90 years ago, seem to have been the instigators of this flotilla PR campaign. A bunch of "peace?" activists (note the quotation marks) were determined to break the Israeli/Egyptian blockade of Gaza by sailing a flotilla of vessels to Gaza laden with "humanitarian" aid. Israel repeatedly said that it was a fine idea, so long as the boats docked at Ashdod so that the cargo could be inspected for weapons and then trucked into Gaza along with the other 10,000 tons of goods and fuel that are routinely trucked into Gaza every single day. The flotilla organizers were repeatedly and clearly warned from the very start that their boats would not be permitted to dock in Gaza to unload without inspection. The flotilla organizers were adamant that they would break the blockade, stating that they would not succumb to/recognize the authority of the Zionist occupiers of the holy arab lands (i.e. Israel) and that they were prepared to pay the ultimate price in the process.

This morning, when the flotilla reached 60 or 40 km from the coast of Israel (not clear on the distance), they were met by the Israeli navy who clearly communicated that they had three choices: Either (a) voluntarily turn back, or (b) voluntarily sail to the port of Ashdod to unload their cargo for inspection after which it would be trucked to it's intended destination, or (c) Israeli forces would board the vessels and force them to sail to Ashdod.

So they picked choice (c). Now mind you, when you watch the videos of the Israeli Navy commandos landing on the decks (see links above), the guns that they are carrying are: Paintball guns. The only real weapons that they are carrying are handguns. The Israeli Naval force had communicated clearly and unambiguously to the flotilla organizers that when the Israeli forces would land, it was for the purpose of having a friendly chat and to try to convince them to accept options (a) or (b). As you can see, when the Israeli forces landed on deck, they were met with some rather violent "peace?" activists. Those "peace?" activists simply flunked the course in civil disobedience that I'm sure they were required to take before they set sail.

As the videos demonstrate vividly, those violent "peace?" activists were determined to kill as many of those young Israeli security forces as they possibly could. One of those young boys could have been my own son (ooops - did I forget the conflict-of-interest disclaimer? Sorry 'bout that...). And they didn't use just knives and metal rods, they shot live ammunition, threw stun grenades and firebombs. Looks to me like a rather violent bunch of "peace?" loving humanitarians.

If you took the time to view the 3rd video clip (links above), I think it speaks for itself. It's footage of the "peace?" activists holding a pep rally on the ship the day before. The song that they are chanting, ‘Khaybar’ recounts the slaughter of Jews by Muslims in the 7th century which is used as a rallying cry to kill Jooos today. Folks, you just can't make this stuff up - see the video links above.

And now for the thrilling conclusion that you've all been waiting for:

Was it necessary to stop the flotilla from docking in Gaza without inspection. You betcha, no question about it, 100% fer sure.

Does Israel have the right to board a ship to inspect for weapons? I have no idea, I never studied international law, whatever the heck that is !!?!?!?

Did Israel's best strategists come up with the best possible plan to stop the flotilla?

Not even close.

What a disappointment.

The Israeli Defense Forces had weeks and weeks of advance notice, more than adequate time to sit around and come up with a workable plan.

And they simply flunked.

I would like to know who these pea-brained mentally deficient so called "Senior" defense strategists are !!!

I don't know much about boats, but I'm sure that there are a variety of ways to disable a boat without dropping commandos onto the deck from helicopters?

For crying out load, they could have dropped divers into the water with nets that would tangle up the propellers. Or I'm sure there is some way to cut off the fuel supply to the engine, or to electronically interfere with the engines or SOMETHING like that? If you Google it, you can come up with like 14,504 ideas. It can't be that difficult.

And if it really was necessary to drop commandos directly onto the deck, then why didn't they first drop tear-gas canisters from the helicopters to force people below deck?

Give me a break! I want to know which, pardon my language, COMPLETELY RETARDED military "strategists" came up with this stupid plan, and I want to see them dismissed immediately and without a freakin pension! They need to pay for this complete and total stupidity.

What happened to the Israel Defense Forces of yesteryear? Where is the IDF of the brilliant Six-day war, of the raid on Entebbe, of the Osirak nuclear reactor bombing???

A guy wants to go to bed at night confident that the IDF has what it takes to keep him safe. Let's be frank -> if the arabs had the ability, they wouldn't hesitate to murder every single one of us, including all the Jooo-ish lefties that cry for them every day.

How disappointing to recount the IDF's failure after failure after failure over the last five years. There needs to be an immediate and full inquiry into this matter, to identify those at fault, and to replace them with creative people who actually know what they are doing.

OK then, I've said my piece... now we are open for comments!

Shavouth - 5770

2010-05-18T10:49:00.003+03:00

1. What will happen is, when you enter the land which God, your God is giving you as an inheritance, you should take possession of it and settle in it.

2. Then (when the land is fully settled) you should take some of the first (to ripen) from every fruit of the ground, which you gather in from your land, that God, your God is giving you. You should put it into a basket and go to the place which God, your God, will choose to make His Name rest there.

3. You should come to the Cohen who is present in (your times, whatever caliber he may be), and say to him: "I am declaring today to God, your God, that I have come to the land which God swore to our fathers to give us."

4. The Cohen will take the basket from your hand (and wave it together with you). He will then place it before the Altar of God, your God.

5. You should (hold the basket and) say out loud before God, your God:

"An Aramean (Lavan) wanted to destroy my father (Ya'akov and his sorrows did not stop there, because) he went down to Egypt and lived there in a small (family) group (of seventy souls). But he became a great, powerful and populous nation there."

6. "The Egyptians treated us cruelly and afflicted us, and they imposed hard labor on us."

7. "We cried out to God, God of our fathers, and God heard our voice and saw our affliction, our toil and our oppression."

8. "God brought us out of Egypt with a strong hand and with an outstretched arm, with great awe, and with signs and wonders."

9. "He brought us to this site (of the Holy Temple), and He gave us this land, a land flowing with milk and honey."

10. "I have now brought here the first fruit of the ground which you, God, have given to me."

You should (wave the basket once again, and) place it before God, your God. Then prostrate yourself before God, your God.

11. Then you will rejoice with all the good that God, your God, has granted you and your household - (both) you, the Levite, and the convert who is among you.

(Devarim Chap 26)

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Wishing a joyous and meaningful Shavouth to all !

Our 4th Anniversary

2007-07-18T00:25:00.000+03:00

Last week on the 24th of Tammuz we marked the fourth anniversary of our Aliyah to this small country on the sunny shores of the Eastern Mediterranean.

We are currently in the 9-day period leading to Tisha B’Av, a day of national mourning, the day on which Hashem’s house was destroyed and our nation was exiled, not once but twice. Every calamity that has occurred to us since then is a direct consequence of those events.

When it happened to Hashem’s first house, the exile lasted only 70 years. A group of exiles then returned and rebuilt his house a second time, but the degree of holiness within it was diminished greatly compared to the first.

When Hashem’s second house was destroyed, the great sages who witnessed it wrote it all down in a book, and that book (the Gemara) is widely available today for all of us to read in plain, simple English.

Those eyewitnesses tell us that in the case of his second house, Hashem was far more disappointed with his children. They had done deeds to one another even more evil than the generation of the first destruction; therefore the sages probably guessed that the second exile would be longer than the first.

Seeing these events through the eyes of these eye-witnesses. I don't think they ever expected that this exile would last so long. Heck, the first one was only 70 years, so they probably figured the second one would be like 200 years, not 2000 !!!

Consider this: G-d sent Jeremiah to the people to tell them that he was not happy with their behavior and he would give them plenty of time to mend their ways. After a long time, seeing that not many were flocking to take him up on the offer, G-d warned that trouble would come from the North in the form of the armies of Babylon. So what did the people do? Did they take the warning to heart and repent? Nope, instead, they ran to their arch-enemies the Assyrians and the Egyptians to sign mutual defense pacts in the hope of being able to defeat a Babylonian invasion. What were these people thinking? Did they really think that that would help?

When you read about these events in history books, it’s frequently something like “The First Temple was destroyed by the Babylonians in 586 BCE, and the Second was destroyed by the Romans in 70 CE.” They make it sound like, well, just history.

You visualize the evil, nasty Babylonians on the march, on their way to conquer the holy city and to declare war against G-d. Ditto for the Romans. Those naughty, naughty generals, Nebuchadnezzar and Titus, naughty boys they were. For them it was all about wealth, power and glory.

Actually, it turns out that Nebuchadnezzar and Titus didn’t really have much of a choice in the matter. G-d was really, really disappointed with his children. He gave them so much, and they rebelled against him. They worshipped idols, they behaved badly towards one another, and they broke almost every rule in the book. Time and time again he was willing to give second chances, over and over and over. But finally, his children fell so, so low that he needed to send them out of the palace for a while so they would, hopefully, take stock of their deeds and would finally come to understand the purpose for which they were created.

So, G-d looked around at all the nations on Earth to find leaders with the biggest egos, guys like Nebuchadnezzar and Titus, and all he had to do was whisper a suggestion ever so gently into their ears. Although these guys thought they were really great stuff, they were nothing more than G-d’s agents, carrying out his will, and nothing more. Shortly thereafter, they and their empires crumbled and faded away. There is a lesson in that, and it should give us hope.

Berachot 3a: (written around 1800 years ago):

It was taught in a Baraisa: Rabbi Yosi said: I was once traveling on the road and I entered one of the ruins of Jerusalem to pray. Elijah (the prophet) who is remembered for good, came for me at the entrance (to the ruin) until I finished my prayer. After I finished my prayer, Elijah said to me: “Peace unto you my teacher”, and I responded to him: “Peace unto you, my teacher and master.” And he said to me: My son, for what reason did you enter this ruin (and place yourself in a state of danger)? I said to him: To pray. And he said to me: You should have prayed on the road (and not have entered the ruin). And I said to him: (I did not pray on the road for) I was afraid that passerby might interrupt me. And he said to me: (In that case) you should have prayed the short prayer. At that time I learned from Elijah (the following) three things: I learned that one should not enter a ruin, and I learned that one may pray on the road, and I learned that one who prays while on the road should pray the short prayer.

The Artscroll Gemara provides the following comment in the name of R’ Yaakov ibn Chaviv, the original compiler of the Ein Yaakov:

Rabbi Yosi entered the ruin to pray for the rebuilding of the Beit Hamikdash, and prayed so intensely that it caused Elijah the prophet to appear and ask him: My son, for what reason did you enter this ruin? What he was asking is: Why have you delved into this matter with such intensity? Are you perhaps questioning the justice of G-d’s ways? Rabbi Yosi answered: No, I entered only to pray for the quick restoration of the temple. Elijah answered him: You should have prayed on the road, meaning the time has not yet come for the restoration and the return of the exiles. You should therefore have devoted the main part of your prayer to the safe passage of Israel on the long and bitter road of its exile. Rabbi Yosi responded: I was afraid that passerby might interrupt me, meaning I was afraid that the nations of the world, who constantly persecute the people of G-d, would make it impossible for Israel to complete its journey through the exile as faithful servants to him. Elijah responded that even so: You should have prayed the short prayer, meaning our prayers on the matter should be full of intensity, yet short, for if we were to cry in full over all the tragedies of the exile, our lives would be completely consumed to this task and no time and energy would be left to build, support and make Israel flourish despite her many woes.

Returning to the Gemara:

And Elijah said to me: What sound did you hear (when you were) in this ruin? And I said to him: I heard a heavenly voice that was cooing like a dove and saying: Woe to the sons because of whose sins I destroyed my house and burned my temple and exiled them among the nations (of the world). And Elijah said to me: By your life and the life of your head! It is not only at this moment that (the heavenly voice) says this, but on each and every day it says this three times, and not only this, but at the time that (the people of) Israel enter the synagogues and houses of study and respond (in the Kaddish): “May His (G-d’s) great name be blessed", the Holy One, blessed is he, shakes his head and says: Fortunate is the king who is praised this way in his house. What is there for the father who has exiled his sons? And woe to the sons who have been exiled from their father’s table.

So tell me, do you know what exile is?

Am I Xenophobic or What?

2007-07-10T12:23:00.000+03:00

We are fast coming up on the first anniversary of Lebanon II, next week I plan to post some of what I wrote in my journal way back when, so stay tuned for a painful stroll down memory lane.

Today, I sense the storm clouds of our next disaster in the making: Sudanese refugees have been crossing into Egypt, crossing the Sinai Desert and trickling over the border into our small country on the sunny shores of the Eastern Mediterranean.

Just go to Google and enter "Israel Sudan Refugees" and you'll see what I mean.

When it began earlier this year, it was just a handful of hearty souls that survived the trek across the hundreds of kilometers of Sinai desert. When they arrived in Israel, they were picked up by the army, detained for a while, had their pictures on the front page of the papers and were eventually granted asylum. Today, they are happily working in Eilat in the hotel industry while Sudanese refugee children are happily learning in the Israeli school system.

So what's the problem? Now that word has gotten back to the folks in the old country that this is a great place to be, the trickle of illegal border-crossers is becoming a steady stream. All of a sudden, we've gone from having 200 Sudanese refugees to over 2000 !

Unless we take decisive action now, within months we will be caring for 10's of thousands of these people. These are non-Islamic peoples being chased out of their country by marauding militias of Muslim countrymen and Arab instigators. Those fleeing find no sympathy in Egypt, who in turn point them to our border and tell them to try their luck with the Jews.

Once again, the Arab world creates a problem, and then lays it at the feet of the Jews, who are expected to solve it single-handedly. I say that Egypt as Sudans's nearest neighbor has two choices: Either send their army into Sudan to make it safe for the refugees to return, or set up refugee camps for them in some corner of Sinai. Heck, they've got plenty of room for it: At 61,000 km sq, the Sinai is almost triple the size of our small country on the sunny shores of the Eastern Mediterranean.

So what do you think. Am I behaving like a flaming Xenophobic? Leave a comment and let me know!

The Fourth of July

2007-07-04T17:24:00.000+03:00

Son: Mom, do we have a Fourth of July in our small country on the sunny shores of the Eastern Mediterranean?

Mom: Of course we do! It's the day between the Third and the Fifth.

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To all of our friends in the land of the free and the home of the brave: Happy 4th!

Today also marks the 31st anniversary of the daring raid on Entebbe. Want to relive it? Click on this link to the BBC, and you can see the actual video of the news from that day:

Link to the BBC - Click Here

So here's the thing: The world began to learn of the rescue by 8:00 PM New York time on Saturday July 3rd, 1976. I imagine that it was on the front page of the New York Daily News on Sunday morning. I recall following the drama as it unfolded during the previous week, just as I had followed the Massacre at the Munich Olympics in '72, but in the case of Entebbe, my visual database is missing an entry. If anyone out there happens to have a copy of the Daily News from that day, I would love to see it.

I do remember getting up early on that Sunday July 4th morning and taking a ride on my bicycle along a good length of the Belt Parkway. The highway was closed in the vicinity of the Verrazano Bridge so that spectators could stand and view the tall ships sailing in New York Harbor for the Bicentennial "Operation Sail".

Later that day, we had a family outing to lower Manhattan, where we took an early evening stroll past Federal Hall and made our way down to the tip of Battery Park to see the spectacular fireworks.

I had just turned 16 and would be entering my senior year of high school that fall. Up until that day, some of the major events that probably shaped my young, mostly empty mind were:

Summer 1973 - My Bar-Mitzvah (aka Emancipation from Hebrew school)
Fall 1973 - Yom Kippur War (where the heck is the Suez Canal anyway?)
Spring 1974 - Arab Oil Embargo (Dad and I wait in line to buy gas)
Summer 1974 - Nixon resigns (watched the hearings all day long, didn't understand a thing)
Spring 1975 - Saigon falls, end of war in Vietnam (didn't want to be in the army anyway)
Summer 1975 - The movie Jaws kept me off the beach
Winter 1975 - Spanish dictator Francisco Franco dies (as reported weekly on Saturday Night Live)
Summer 1976 - American Bicentennial
Fall 1976 - Jimmy Carter elected President

I know that my Dad remembers his 16th birthday well. The US had dropped two atomic bombs on Japan, thus officially ending World War II. He was making his way from Brighton 6th Street to Abraham Lincoln High School every day, just like I would be doing 30 years later.

I do remember feeling particularly patriotic that summer. I remember a family summer vacation to Washington D.C. around that time (was it also '76? I don't remember).

Well that was some mighty fine reminiscing, eh? Have a good one!

World War III - Jews, Arabs and Oil

2007-07-01T10:12:00.000+03:00

I got mail from my Dad! He saw Fouad Ajami's Op-Ed in the NY Times titled "Brothers to the Bitter End" on June 19th, and wanted to know what I thought. It's an opinion piece, written by an Arab, critical of Arabs. I'm sure the Arabs are seething and will disregard it as the work of a deranged self-hating Arab.

Who is Fouad Ajami? According to Wikipedia, he was born in Lebanon, the son of Shiites who migrated from Iran in the 1850's. In 1973 Ajami joined the political science department of Princeton University, making a name for himself there as a vocal supporter of Palestinian self-determination. He is today the Director of the Middle East Studies Program at the Paul H. Nitze School of Advanced International Studies (SAIS) of Johns Hopkins University.

Here's a link to his piece at the International Herald Tribune (the NY Times has already archived it in the "Pay Per View" section):

http://www.iht.com/articles/2007/06/19/opinion/edajami.php

I read it, and this is the reply that I sent to my Dad:

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June 20, 2007

Hi Dad -

He gives a rarely seen glimpse of the truth, I'm surprised the Times agreed to publish it. You should already know that in the past, the Times has very rarely blamed the Palis for their own ills, and they rarely blame the Arab world for perpetuating the misery in the first place. Consider a person, if one existed, who has received their news exclusively from the Times for the last 20 years and from no other source. That person would have no choice but to believe that all Palestinian violence is a natural reaction to unprovoked Israeli aggression and the tyranny of Israeli occupation. The blame has been laid solely at the feet of the Jews, who are not only accused of creating the problem single-handedly, but are expected to fix it by giving and giving until there is nothing left to give.

The position of the European Union, and all the leftist movements, and by intellectual unions all over the world (e.g. boycotts of Israel in the last few weeks by major UK academic and labor unions) is to prevent the creation of a two-state solution. Rather, they want to see a single bi-national state in which the Jews would live as a minority under Islamic rule.

Where they are concerned, this wish is motivated largely by pure anti-semitism. However, they are in fact naive accomplices in an even larger geo-political struggle: Over the next 20 years, the greatest global conflict in the history of human civilisation will not be about water or global warming. Instead, it will be a struggle between the US, Europe, Russia and China to control the world's oil supply. The most natural opening move in this game will be to gain the favor of the Arabs. At first, none of the powers will want to be seen as the bully, therefore they will work to appease the Arabs together. In order to satisfy China's insatiable oil thirst while leaving some for the rest of the world, the Arabs must be persuaded to increase production. The pressure to deliver a prize will become unbearable, and the world will have no choice but to offer the Jews as a sacrifice.

As we know from history, the effectiveness of appeasement is short-lived. Other economic and power factors will influence the actors, and there will be a need to wrest control of Arab oil from the Arabs. However, this will not be an altruistic one-for-all all-for-one undertaking. The struggle for economic and political dominance must produce one winner. That is simply human nature.

Armies will invade, nuclear missiles will fly. It will not be a pretty scene.

Then, as now, few in the US will look back and see that the last 30 years were completely squandered. In all that time, virtually no progress was made to find an alternative to oil. The masses remained addicted to the opiate of cheap oil, the auto industry churned out enormous gas-guzzlers without improving fuel economy in any significant way, nuclear energy was villanized, the population expanded over 20%, average home sizes doubled, bringing in turn a doubling of heating and cooling costs. The US economy, critically dependent on consumption to sustain itself, needs tremendous amounts of energy. Does anyone in the US ever think about where it all comes from?

Back to the OP-ED, I could add dozens of points that he left out, but it would be futile. It is pointless to look at the Israeli-Arab conflict under a microscope. It won't matter. Watch the news over the next month, three months, six months, one year, two years, five years and you will clearly see appeasement from every corner.

Of course, I have my own cunning plan to save the world from itself, but that's a topic for another email!

Regards and Love to all,

Sunhouse

Hang in there Gilad

2007-06-25T18:02:00.000+03:00

Today is the first anniversary of the abduction and kidnapping of Gilad Shalit, who still sits and waits for freedom somewhere in the bowels of Gaza.

Here's what I wrote in my journal around that time, one year ago, in my pre-blogging days:

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June 2006

So you think that the problems of the Middle East will be solved if Israel cedes land to the Arabs?

Today we are only getting a little taste of what happens when we try to trade land for peace.

Immediately after we withdrew from Gaza last summer, the Arabs began firing rockets over the border into schools and living rooms in surrounding Jewish towns.

Today we have something new: Islamic rats are digging kilometer long tunnels under the border to murder and kidnap Jews.

The entire Gazan border is maybe 30 miles long. Imagine what would happen if Israel bowed to world pressure and pulled back to the 1948 armistice line (known as the Green line). That would create a winding, convoluted border of 240+ miles, leaving 60% of Israeli Jews living in a narrow 10-mile wide coastal plain wedged between the sea to the west and mountains on the Green-line to the east. Imagine the trouble and heartache that we would suffer from snipers, rockets, missiles and whatever stuff the Arabs manage to get their hands on!

Let me make it simple for all who don't understand: The Arabs are not fighting for land and justice. They are fighting to spread Islam and the rule of Sharia law through every corner of the world. They will not stop until Israel is completely destroyed, then they will march on to conquer Europe, and then the US and beyond.

To all of you in the "give them what they want and they'll leave us alone" camp, consider this: If you give them what they want then you may soon be reading the Koran with your morning coffee rather than the Washington Post.

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That's what I wrote one year ago. In the year since, the Arabs have fired hundreds of rockets at Sderot, southern Ashkelon and the western Negev, making normal life impossible for tens of thousands of ordinary people. Last week, Hamas kicked Fatah's butt out of Gaza and will shortly turn it into an Islamic mini-state ruled by Sharia law.

When I wrote my journal entry last year, I referred to the fact that 60% of the Jewish population of the country lives in a narrow 10-mile wide strip wedged between the sea on one side and the Samarian mountain range on the other. When I made that comment, I had in mind a certain memory that I'd like to share with you:

In January 1995 I was sitting in a doctors waiting room flipping through the pages of Newsweek . I skimmed an article about the Siege of Sarajevo. The bombardment of Sarajevo began in April 1992 after the breakup of Yugoslavia. The city is surrounded by mountains, as you may recall from the scenes of the Winter Olympics that were held there in 1984. During the siege of the city, snipers in the surrounding heights kilometers away, fired mercilessly at anything that moved in the city below, and hundreds of shells were fired into the city every day, destroying 35,000 buildings. By the time that NATO military intervention and the Dayton accords ended the siege three years later, 12,000 people in the city were dead, 50,000 injured.

What I remember so vividly was the photo that accompanied the article. In it, a young boy 8 or 9 years old lay sprawled face down in a giant pool of his own blood in a playground, a soccer ball resting at his feet.

I wondered then how much hate a Serbian sniper needed in order to put a bullet through the heart of a little boy playing soccer.

Looking at that photograph, I thought of a different small country on the sunny shores of the Eastern Mediterranean, where just 28 years earlier, snipers hidden in the commanding hills above fired on boys playing ball in fields below.

So people, lets have a show of hands: Who is in favor of giving the high ground to the Arabs?

Keep doing those acts of kindness folks, it's the only solution!

Calvin Coolidge. Enough said.

2007-06-21T18:08:00.000+03:00

Quote of the day: "I have never been hurt by what I have not said." - Calvin Coolidge

Here's a tidbit to make sure that you keep coming back for updates:

Last night, Eileen made her way to Jerusalem to have dinner with Lori, Sammy, Brenda and Hindy Chazanow (and her friend from Morisstown). Hindy and friend were here with Birthright, and were able to extend their trip a few extra days. After dinner, they came back to Bet Shemesh to spend the night, and this morning we dropped them off at the airport at 8:30, after which we drove Lori and Brenda back to Jerusalem. After dropping Lori off so she could get a bagel before work, we headed down to the German Colony to drop Brenda off at an orientation day for the high school that she will be starting, B"EH in September.

After depositing Brenda where she needed to be, Eileen and I found parking and had a big breakfast at Cafe Aroma.

To get back home, I took a roundabout route to try to avoid the thousands of police that were deployed in the city for the Gay Pride parade scheduled for 5:00 PM today. As I write this, I am streaming the Channel 2 news and watching live coverage. It looks very, well, colorful.

Apparently, all it takes is a Gay Parade to divert the nations attention from the new terrorist state that Hamas has established on our border. Gotta love those gays? I hear that next week the Adulterers will be having an Adulterers Pride parade, followed by the Lovers of Incest parade.

Personally, I wish these people would stick to Tel-Aviv for their parades. Is this nonsense really a price that Jerusalem has to pay for being not only Gods Capitol City, but also the political Capitol of our secular state?

I just spoke to my mother-in-law. Somehow, they managed to get into the city and rounded up Lori and Brenda for dinner in a restaurant which is just down the block from one of the counter-demonstrations. Those girls sure are eating well this week.

That's about it, will keep you posted!

Death by Defenestration

2007-06-13T21:56:00.000+03:00

I should really blog more often.

I see from other blogs that they build momentum and develop a certain rythym. My twice a month postings will never accomplish that. I think I should blog more often. What do you think?

So what's happening today in this small country on the sunny shores of the Eastern Mediterranean?

Here's a good one: Shimon Peres was selected by the Knesset to be the country's ninth president today. It's nice that they finally gave him a figurehead job where he can't cause any trouble. Thank you Knesset!

Next, we have civil war in Gaza. Here I am, sitting peacefully while full fledged civil war is raging just 40 miles away. That's less than the distance to the Lincoln tunnel from my former home in Marlboro (which means, for my non-New York area readers, not far at all).

Hamas (those are the religiously observant Islamic Arabs) have now added Defenestration as a method of disposing of their Fatah foes (Fatah are the secular, formerly Marxist, but now just plain corrupt Islamic Arabs). Recently, Hamas has been grabbing Fatah guys off the streets of Gaza, tying hands behind back and then hurling them from the top floor windows of the highest buildings in Gaza (about 18 stories). This comes on the heels of a rash of particularly cruel shootings committed by Fatah in recent weeks where dozens of bearded young Arab Gazan men are shot at close range in the legs and left in the street to bleed to death (although you can view videos on YouTube where the victims are mercifully shot through the head if they plead sufficiently). Apparently, bearded men in Gaza are presumed to be Hamas supporters. Now might be a good time to be in the disposable razor business in Gaza.

I took a walk today, and I realized that I sure do know a lot of people in this town. On my short walk to the Post Office and back, I saw at least 20 people that I know in one way or another. In all cases, smiles or waves were heartily exchanged. I exchanged greetings with familiar faces in passing cars, as I passed Mercaz HaPizza, Rafi the Pizza guy spotted me and gave a wave. I got a hello from Shai the Computer guy. In the post office I exchanged hellos with 3 familiar faces standing ahead of me in the line, and of course the nice Postal lady asked how things were, she knows me by name which is nice because I never have to show ID when picking up packages. After the Post Office, I got a wave from Dudu the grocer, Murray the other Pizza Guy (at Halav U'Dvash), and don't forget the nice guy at the Felafel stand. On the way back, more familiar faces stopped cars to offer a ride down the hill, but I declined. Passing the Matnas, a group of 8 special young people, mostly with Downs, were walking up the hill holding hands. As I passed through the group, I gave big "Shalom", and got a whole bunch of Shaloms in return. I exchanged Buenos Dias with the nice Argentinian fellow who I sometimes see when I daven at Chabad, gave a big Shalom and a smile to the neighbor next to the Shul who frequently accuses us of throwing our trash in his trash can, and got waves and hellos from all the kids playing outside their houses on the shvil. I would say that at least 10,000 people live in my part of town (out of a total population of 70,000 between Bet Shemesh and Ramat Bet Shemesh). That means that there are lots more people to meet out there!

What else happened today? The Sunnis in Iraq blew up the same revered Shiite mosque today that they blew up a little more than a year ago. Now there is a total curfew in the country, although if I lived in Iraq, I wouldn't need a curfew to know that it would be a good idea to hide in the basement after a thing like that happens. Sunnis make up 20 percent of the population of Iraq, but they want to be in charge of the whole country because they think that their version of Islam is superior. I think they also want to be in control all of the revenues from oil production. You know the old saying in the Arab world: He with the most money can have many wives, but then he needs many houses in which to keep them, and many cars, and many servants and therefore he needs the most money. Doesn't that sound like a circular argument? Or maybe it's a pyramid scheme... ha ha ha that's a funny one! (think Egypt).

Side note: Now that the Arabs are blowing up one another's mosques, I sure hope that we get plenty of advance notice if they are planning to blow up the big one on top of Har HaBayit.

Eileen did a big Chesed yesterday. As we were driving back from Yeheskels hardware store, I was looking out my own window, while Eileen, who was driving, let out a big gasp. I said "What?!" and she pointed to a lady on the ground on the other side of the street. Eileen had witnessed her trip and fall to the ground. We stopped the car, and by the time Eileen crossed the street, the lady was up on her feet. The sidewalk was wet for some reason, and the poor Russian lady was all muddy and scraped up on the arms. Eileen brought her across the street into the car, and we drove her to her apartment, which was pretty much on the other side of town, but that's OK since this whole city is only 1 kilometer wide, so the other side of town isn't really that far.

The Lebanese army has been flexing it's muscles in the last two weeks. They have been mercilessly shelling apartment complexes containing Al-Qaeda inspired "activists" (as the BBC likes to call them) who are hiding amongst the regular civilian population. Dozens have been killed so far. I'm sure this story will have the usual familiar ending: Syria will let loose a series of suicide bombings that will bring the country to a standstill, and the people will have to "invite" the Syrian army back (again) to help restore civil order. This time, it will probably take more than the 30 years that it took the last time.

I saw another photo in the paper of Sudanese refugees sneaking on foot across the Sinai border into our little country. A whole group was picked up yesterday just outside of Beersheva. There is a debate in our country about what to do with them. Not many in the world today are paying attention to the fact that the lighter skinned Islamists in Sudan are terrorizing the indigenous darker skinned African population. Well, terrorizing is not completely accurate. How about murdering, raping, maiming and then terrorizing? That's more accurate. Hundreds of thousands have already died, and millions have been displaced from their homes. I don't get it. Sudan is more than 10 times the size of our little country, but the Islamists can't find enough room there to just let the non-Islamists live in peace? Those Islamists sure do have a hard time getting along with other people. Just ask anyone who has had a car torched in France, or been blown up on the Underground in London. The European Union has it's hands full with it's own Islamists. I guess that's why they don't have the resources to do anything about the ongoing carnage in Sudan. In the meantime, we sit in this small country on the sunny shores of the Eastern Mediterranean, debating how many displaced Sudanese we can absorb into our own economy. I'm sure the UN will find a way to condemn us for that.

Here's a bit of positive news: On Tuesday, UK Conservative Party leader David Cameron said in a public forum that he is a Zionist. His words: "If what you mean by Zionist, is someone who believes that the Jews have a right to a homeland in Israel and a right to their country then, yes, I am a Zionist and I'm proud of the fact that Conservative politicians down the ages have played a huge role in helping bring this about." He took a firm stance on Hamas, saying that Israel "has a totally legitimate right to exist and defend itself." While Tony Blair, the former Labor Party leader and Prime Minister held a similar opinion, Blair frequently expressed his belief that the starting point for a comprehensive peace in the Middle East began with a resolution of the Israeli-Palestinian conflict. Cameron parts company with Blair on this point, saying "I think sometimes politicians can be a bit naive in believing that if only we solved the problem of Israel and Palestine then roadside bombs will stop going off in Iraq."

These words of clarity are welcome in light of the plethora of boycotts against Israel that have been recently declared by Academic and Trade Unions in the UK, who consider the Jooos to be the single greatest threat to peace in the world.

What is a simple Jooo to do? Why do Sunnis hate Shiites so much? Well, where I'm concerned, if the Sunnis and the Shiites and the Alawaites and Baathists and Sufis and Wahabis and Hashemites and Saudis and Persians and Kurds and Egyptians and Copts ever figure a way to live with one another, that's when the Jooos should start to worry.

In the meantime folks, just keep doing acts of random kindness. It's the only solution.

My Birthday, circa 1967

2007-06-06T11:34:00.000+03:00

Did you miss it? Yesterday was the 40th anniversary of the start of the Six-Day War. It was all over when my seventh birthday arrived the following week. I didn't know anything about it at the time, it was lost in the background of Vietnam, civil rights demonstrations and Russian nuclear hegemony, broadcast by the ever friendly Walter Cronkite on the little black-and-white television in our living room. I was just an ordinary 2nd grade kid learning reading, writing and arithmetic, and being terrorized by Italian sons-of-mafioso on my twice daily round-trip walk to PS 216.

I wonder how different things would have been if I had been living in this small country on the sunny shores of the Western Mediterranean. I have a 7-year old boy somewhere here in the house! I'll have to remember to ask him when he grows up.

I caught this article on the war from the June 19, 1967 edition of TIME Magazine. It's worth reading if you have time (no pun intended :-). In this modern era of historic revisionism, it's refreshing to go back in time and see how things really were.

So here we are 40 years later, the world is no less dangerous as it was back then, intelligent people stumble around in the dark and still refuse to use their G-d given powers of free-choice for good.

See you all soon in Jerusalem!

Here's the link to TIME Magazine:

http://www.time.com/time/printout/0,8816,843937,00.html#

A Post-Holiday Wrap-Up

2007-04-28T23:33:00.000+03:00

This small country on the sunny shores of the Eastern Mediterranean is a land of many contrasts. That contrast is most evident in the back-to-back observance of Memorial Day and Independence Day. First we observe 24 hours of greiving, followed by 24 hours of elation. Now that's a contrast!

Speaking of contrasts, I had some time to catch up on reading and saw two interesting items in the paper last Thursday, April 19th.

The first is entitled "The Good Jailer". Two weeks ago, a ceremony was held in which the Feinstein family of Jerusalem was reunited with a Bible that had been held by the Goodwin family of London for some 60 years. Thomas Henry Goodwin, a guard in the British prison in Jerusalem received the Bible from two condemned Jewish prisoners, Meir Feinstein, 19 and Moshe Barazani, 21. The pair were sentened to death by hanging by the British in 1947, Feinstein for his role in the bombing of the Jerusalem train station and Barazani for carrying a grenade for the purpose of assasinating the British military commander.

The second is titled "The Friendly Fires of Hell" by Robert J. White-Harvey. He tells the sad tale of 10,000 Jewish prisoners, survivors of the Holocaust, who were marched out of the camps as the war in Germany came to a close in May, 1945. Why did the Germans march at least 10,000 poor, wretched survivors to Lubeck Harbor on the German Baltic coast? One imagines that the Germans just didn't know what to do with them as the war was coming to a close, and they wanted to hide their crimes from the eyes of the approaching Allies. The motive becomes more clear when we see what the Germans did when the surviving survivors arrived at the port. They were put onto ships as follows: 4,500 were put aboard the Cap Arcona, a once elegant passenger liner, 2,800 were crammed onto on the Thielbeck, a small rusty old freighter flying a white flag, and the balance on the Athen.

It doesn't take much imagination to figure out that the Germans planned to set sail and then sink the ships at sea. I guess that's one way to get rid of Jews when the gas chambers are closed for repairs !

The plot thickens... At the very same moment that the Jews were boarding these ships, the British were arming four squadrons of RAF Hawker Typhoon fighter-bombers to carry out Operational Order 73: To detroy the concentration of enemy shipping in Lubek Bay.

When the British bombers arrived, they found the Cap Arcona teeming with 4,500 wretched passengers, not to mention two old rusty freighters flying white flags and obviously carrying 1000's of passengers, as well as the hospital ship Deutschland.

The British pilots completed their mission successfully. In just 20 minutes, four ships in the harbor were sinking in flames and 7,000 Jews were dead. The British called it a "friendly-fire" incident and slapped a 100 year top-secret classification on the files. The great-grandchildren of the 7,000 victims will have to wait until the year 2045 in order to learn any more about this "horrible accident". It's apparent that the British wanted to keep it quiet in order not to cast a sour note on an otherwise victorious conclusion to the war. Either that, or they were really emabarassed that the RAF hires pilots with really bad eyesight.

Until those files are opened in another 38 years, you can visit a small memorial erected by residents who lived near the beach where a great many of the Jewish bodies washed ashore and were buried. The Germans also opened a small two-room exhibit in nearby Neustadt-in-Holstein to document the tragedy in 1990.

Back to April 21, 1947. Anti-British "terrorists" Feinstein and Barazani await execution in their cell. The British acquiesce to Arab demands, and impose a blockade on Jewish immigration to Palestine. When ships laden with hundreds of thousands of Jewish survivors approach the beaches of Palestine, the British impound them and send the Jews to concentration camps in Cyprus and other locations. The British sit and wonder how they will solve their Jewish problem... Hmmm... where have we heard that before?

Feinstein and Barazani had been born in Palestine, and knew first hand what the British were up to. They joined underground Jewish organizations that were committed to driving the British out of the land... Hmmm... where have we heard that before?

They probably considered talking things over with the British military officers over tea at the King David first, but that wouldn't have made it to the front page of the New York Times. In the end, they decided to blow up the military officers. The Jew-haters of the world point to this as evidence that the Jews are the real terrorists in the world, and that the state that they created was created through terrorism. They still use this perverted calculus to justify destroying that state through terrorism, such as boarding school buses and putting bullets through the brains of young Jewish school children.

The end of the story: While in prision awaiting their execution by the British, Feinstein and Barazani decided to commit suicide so as not to give the British the satisfaction of seeing them hang. Feinstein had a Bible in which he and Barazani inscribed some last words, one inscription in Hebrew, the other in English, expressing their desire to die as proud men.

They presented the inscribed Bible to the aforementioned guard on duty, Thomas Henry Goodwin, and committed suicide shortly thereafter. Goodwin ultimately returned to England, taking the Bible with him. Before his death more than a half-century later, he asked his family to locate Feinsteins family in order to return the Bible to them. Goodwins son Dennis contacted the Prime Ministers office who in turn located Feinsteins nephew Elazar Feinstein. In a ceremony in Jerusalem a few weeks ago, Goodwin arrived from London and presented the inscribed Bible to Feinstein, who turned it over to be displayed at the Underground Prisoners Museum.

Post-script: We've heard this suicide thing before, just look at the story of Masada. So nu??? What would you do? Is suicide more noble than being put to death at the hands of an unjust authority.

In short, I don't think so. You never know from where your salvation will come. How did Feinstein and Barazani know for sure that the minute they were put on the gallows, some Zorro-like figure on a horse with a sword wouldn't come and slash the hangman's ropes? How do we know for sure that the British Governor wouldn't at the last moment issue a stay of execution? We will never know what could have been.

When you see the universe as G-d's handiwork, and trust that He runs the world in ways that we cannot see or understand, that there is no such thing as "coincidence" and everything happens for a reason, then to take your own life is arrogance, because it says that you think you know what is going to happen in the future better than the Big Guy upstairs who created you.

Well, hope you all had a meaningful Holocaust Memorial Day and a meaningful Memorial Day and a meaningful Independence Day. They come and go every year at this time, but believe me, they have an influence that lasts far longer.

To the Bat Cave

2007-04-24T21:37:00.000+03:00

Our Memorial / Independence Day observances are now coming to a close in this small country on the sunny shores of the Eastern Mediterranean.

Sunday night we headed up to the Andarta for the central Memorial service at 8:00 PM, then made our way to the shul to see a documentary called "The 17th Victim". It starts with a bus that was bombed by terrorists near Megiddo in 2002. One of the victims was burned beyond recoginition, and as no one came forward to report a missing person, the body was buried in an anyonymous grave. The documentary maker, David Ofek, was so disturbed by this that he began his own private investigation. Time and time again he reached dead ends, but finally, in what can only be described as a miracle, he found his needle in a haystack and discovered the identity of the unknown victim, enabling the family to rebury him and grieve.

The next morning, the kids went off to school for their respective Remembrance ceremonies, and at 11:00 AM, the sirens sounded all over the country for the traditional minute of silence. Afterwards, Imma and I headed out to the supermarket to stock up for our Independence Day barbeque and then picked up all the kids from school.

Back at home, Imma prepared our traditional and quintessential Independence Eve meal: Homemade Felafel. After dinner, we headed up to the shul for the special Independence Day tefillot (prayers). I met Shalom there, and invited him back to our place. Back home, a group of us headed to the neighbors down the block who host an annual open house. We shmoozed, listened to the music from the big concert being given in the park across the road from us, and saw two sets of fireworks, one at 9:30, the second at 11:30. Got to bed around 1:00 AM.

I was the first one up at 7:00 AM, Ezri was the only one I was able to wake up to come to the morning davening (prayer) at 8:00, followed by a pancake breakfast. It was festive! I even treated Shalom to breakfast.

Back home, Imma made fresh waffles for those who didn't get out of bed on time, and then we packed up some snacks and lots of water and headed out for the traditional Independence Day tiyul (hike). We decided to hike the trail up Nachal Dolev to the bat caves. The trails were full of people so it was slow going. After a half hour of hiking we arrived at the bat caves, but the iron gates at the entrance were locked, so everyone (well, almost everyone) was disappointed. We decided to continue our eastward trek towards Yerushalayim. We hiked for a full hour more, climbing up the hills and down the valleys, hoping to reach Mayan Sifla (The Sifla spring). The trails were crowded and it was slow going. We proceeded eastward an additional half-hour, but the ladies decided that we should start to head back. We will try to make our way up to the spring on another day when it is not quite so crowded.

The hike down was a lot quicker, we made it back to the car in under 1 1/2 hours. As soon as we returned home, we started to prepare for the big barbeque.

Not only is today Independence Day, it's also Eli's 16th birthday! We invited Saba and Savta to our barbeque, and we put up steaks, burgers, hot-dogs and chicken. Yummy.

Now it's time for us all to rest our tired feet until the next day off, which is Lag B'Omer, which unbelievably is only 11 days from now!

Chances are good that you can see some nice pictures of our hike on Lori's blog, whose link you will find conveniently listed elsewhere on this page.

Our Memorial Day

2007-04-22T00:01:00.000+03:00

Memorial Day begins Sunday evening here in this small country on the sunny shores of the Eastern Mediterranean.

Memorial Day in this country is a lot different than Memorial Day in the USA.

In the USA, memories are short. Memorial Day parades are becoming few and far between. Patriotism is out of fashion. Families spend the day at the beach, at the shopping mall and return home for a barbeque.

My first Memorial Day here was a real shocker. Tonight, Sunday, I will be observing my fourth. Let me try to describe it for you:

As the sun sets tonight, thousands of people will stream towards the Andarta (monument) to the fallen sons and daughters of the town. There, we will stand in line and pass a display of the photos and names of all the fallen. Memorial candles are lit everywhere. There are thousands of people milling about. Soon, the memorial Tekes (ceremony) will begin on a central stage. Family members of the fallen make their way to a reserved seating area in front of the stage. The chief Rav (rabbi) of the town delivers opening words, followed by the mayor, then a presentation by some school kids, high school kids read some poems, selected family members speak.

Then the grande finale: The family members rise from their seats and recite Kaddish in unison.

At that moment, in every city and town in this microscopic country of 8,000 sq. miles, the family members of over 22,000 fallen sons and daughters, PLUS the family members of the thousands murdered by terrorists, are all standing and reciting Kaddish in the evening darkness.

The sun rises the next morning. There are 5.5 million people in this country that will observe Memorial Day today. Hundreds of thousands of them travel to the cemeteries. They make their way to the graves of their loved ones. They grieve and they wait in the sun. Then, at 11:00 AM, a sound is heard throughout the land. Air-raid sirens wail simultaneously throughout the country for one minute. It is a minute that is spent reflecting on the sacrifices that enable us to live freely in the land of our forefathers.

The families return home. The sun sets again. Independence Day commences. Fireworks fill the sky. Barbeques are ignited. Freedom is celebrated.

Happy 59th Birthday to this small country on the sunny shores of the Eastern Mediterranean!

My First Ever Post!

2007-04-20T00:02:00.000+03:00

My father, he should live to be 120, always told me to "Keep a Journal". When I didn't follow his advice, he told his grandkids. They have taken his advice to heart, and some of them have become not just bloggers, but extreme bloggers. Now I hardly speak to my kids, I just read their blogs, and occassionally leave comments.

After we picked up our lives and moved our family to this small country on the sunny shores of the Eastern Mediterranean, I maintained an email list of family and friends and tried to send an email at least monthly. That lasted about a year, after which life got in the way and the emails became fewer and farther between.

Over the following 3 years, I developed a habit of keeping a single "Log" file on my computer, in which I've occasionally entered random thoughts, usually about current events and things I've heard or read in the media.

Now, for your reading pleasure, I plan to take that "Log" and post here things that I wrote to myself in the past, along with new posts on contemporary topics. It won't necessarily be in chronological order, but you'll quickly see that there are just one or two common themes that run through them all.

Welcome, and I hope I will gain many friends and few enemies!