Thursday, July 3, 2025

IFS AND ANDS AND SINGING - OR NOT - CANARIES

  Miss Indonesia candidate dropped because she was   dancing with an Israeli flag. Horrors!

"The death toll among Israeli troops since the start of the Gaza ground incursion on Oct. 27, 2023, stands at 437, and at 881 on all fronts since the Hamas-led massacre on Oct. 7, 2023, per official military figures."

 Tens of thousands wounded, many critical and of lifetime duration.

 50 hostages remaining, perhaps 18-20 alive.   Perhaps.

6 hostages told to choose - 3 to be shot in the head, three to be shot in the knee.

Medical care of wounded kidnapped, say what?!

And of course, the massacre and abomination of Oct 7 and 

NOT TO FORGET: THE 'BRAVE' WARRIOR WHO MANUALLY STRANGLED AND BEAT TWO ITTLE BOYS TO DEATH - HEROES AT 9 MONTHS AND 4 YEARS. 

The wounded on the ground, due to missiles and rockets and drones from Iran, Yemen, and terrorists of Gaza, all aimed to kill civilians.

Shall we talk of reciprocity and proportionality? Percentage of population wounded or killed, and whose numbers are validated rather than fabricated with no actual proof of numbers - and in most cases rife with purposeful exaggeration. 

Oh, the canaries?

"Jews have long been known as “the canary in the coal mine,” society’s heads-up for danger. If the canary is in trouble, it’s a sure sign there’s danger ahead for the coal mine. What starts with the Jews, in other words, never ends with the Jews."

How many, many times have I written about that last sentence. So many that I have lost count. Nor do you have to trust me in said declaration. Simply look to the history books of the world and count the number of times that hatred and victimization and dehumanization of one group inevitably expands to other vulnerable groups, to the point that nobody in society can assume safety, for all are fodder for the voracious maw of hate.

Today, we Jews are the canaries ending years of song within the coal mine of America. Both of the parties in this case have forgotten the importance and relevance of our shared relationship. We have forgotten that what was good for America, was   good for the Jews. And the reverse the same. 

When the atmosphere of the nation was one of acceptance, of growth and optimism, of mutual concern and a strong safety net, that was an America which allowed its Jewish population to contribute and prosper, to educate their children, in safety and acceptance. Today - not so much. Almost to the point of never.  

Every day we read of increasing antisemitism. From vocal attacks to physical. Even death. By fire, by bullets, by vehicle, by fists. It matters not the how, only the fact that it is. And increasing in numbers. And in direct proportion so grows the fear. The raising of the shoulders to the ears. And the swiveling of the head to check. To be safe. 

But how can we feel safe? Not only are adults targets, for so are our children. It is even more frightening when our children become the targets. When in public schools, teachers openly teach hate. When in private schools, the same goes. It's in some of the most elite schools. From preschool to postgrad. Engagement in ambitious acts of Jew/Hatred. Advocate for their death. Their total demise. 

 Where and when and how and why are we, can we, feel safe.

In fact, how is anyone to feel safe? Bigotry is a virus. It spreads. Apparently, there is no medication to treat this. It is a massive sickness of society.   A sickness which never dies. Only goes into hibernation until the conditions are right for it to reemerge and do its worst. It is a virus which drains society of hope, of all that is good. It is a virus. which affects the brain and the heart and the soul and the mind. It is a pandemic of the soul, here forever and a day.

Inevitably, if we do not actively, with great determination work to erase this flaw within humanity, then the individuals of that humankind will turn upon each other, consume each other. It will become individual versus individual. And we will retreat back into history. It will not be a Jurassic World of the regeneration of dinosaurs, but rather a Jurassic World of the regeneration of Cavemen. Weapon of persuasion not discussion but the club and the stone. 

We must ask ourselves. Is this what we actually wish and want for our children? Is this what we wish to have in our quiver of persuasive arguments to persuade the gatekeepers of heaven to allow us entry rather than being consigned to the lowest, darkest circles of hell? To boast of being the best at hating and slaughter is not the argument to present.   

Somewhere along the line we have become confused. Lost our way. Taken from the worst of yesterdays, brewed it with the lowest actions and beliefs of our todays, and in a caldron larger than that of the witches of Macbeth, cursed our tomorrows.   

Wednesday, July 2, 2025

WAS SUPPOSED TO BE ABOUT NOTHING

  But I guess it was not meant to be. Might be a tad shorter, maybe two tads shorter as I have urgent morning appointments, but this must be addressed, yet again, and again, and the weariness is telling, it drains the soul, but there is no other way. Thus, the   nothing of which I was to write has morphed into something, a something constantly being addressed. Constantly on the rise at this point in time. And frankly, I am in despair as to what to do. As is everybody else. However, there is a point of light within this issue. Though we see a bunch of loudmouths out there, chanting for killing, chanting for destruction, chanting as they are wrapped in their precious capes of hate and bigotry, it must be realized that these are the squeaky wheels. They get the attention because they make the noise; however. in conversations with people within private lives, there is another side to this ugliness.  One finds something quite interesting. There is sympathy. There is disgust. There is confusion.  There is sympathy with Jewish rains.

There is sympathy with Jewish friends. They don't understand this. In fact, what they say is that most of these people who are chanting and screaming and protesting and hurting and killing have actually not met a Jew in their life. All they do is parrot the axioms of hate that they are given. They are taught to chant like nursery children only these are chants of destruction. Even if they know a person of Jewish descent they rely on their skewed education. The constant rhythm of  JewHatred. With pronouncements of hate. From their imams. With the bigotry they ingest in their homes. As presented to them by their teachers.     

Disgust rises at the behavior. Are these squeaky wheels who have nothing to say of any value at all? Every word of their narration stinks of corruption and antisemitism raised to the highest/lowest levels, even unto advocating for death. Whether they know no better or in fact do indeed know better, their glee at wallowing in their mud of filth and ugliness is clear. They espouse hate. They disgust others with their primitiveness.  Disgust that this inanity continues to exist, its pus breaking out almost in timed segments. Never dying out, perhaps tamped down at a time or two but never dying, always there to serve the purpose of politicians and hate mongers.

Additionally, there is confusion. How could such a primitive barbaric emotion and intention exist in the world of today. It is a world of AI. A world where truth is available. However, it is also a world where the lies are there for the taking. And indeed, are at times forcibly forced down the throat. Or drilled into the minds. Truth appears to be a slow second place runner, much to our dismay and bad news for our futures. Truth was discarded time and again, never to be retrieved. Never to be revived.

Thankfully, I have lived most of my life free of blatant antisemitism until recent times. In fact, before these modern-day outbursts of ugliness I believe I can count on the fingers of both hands my personal experiences with this filth. Some of which I did not recognize at the time as I was young. At other times it was as clear as day. As sharp as a smack on the face. But today, these times, I see, and I must respond. I have taken the pathway not of sticks and stones, but with words. For every lie you spew forth I will counter with a truth statement. For every instigation of hate. I will hit you back with my own instigation. To accept truth. To see evil where evil is. The criminal violence enabling and encouraging words and events. Your outrageous behavior must be countered with determined counterpoints and a growing awareness by haters of the lies which they have been fed and their abandonment of said disinformation.   Acknowledgement of truths.

For every mask you cowards put on, for every kaffiyah you wear as a fashion note, I too will wear what says something you must hear.  I am in the open. I do not wear a mask. I do not hide who I am. It is clearly there on many of my T shirts. It is there in the necklaces that I wear. I do not shout nor riot. Nor do I whisper. And I certainly do not keep quiet.

Thankfully, there are those in this world who see and understand and heed the truth. From individuals to nations who refuse to buy into the lies and the hatred. Refuse to buy into the filth purveyed by the nations who give in to the anti - semites. Who allow hate to grow. And who in fact at times instigate it, who whisper not so quietly behind their hands. 

 But one day, standing before the court, the highest judge, that Judge will take accounts payable, receivable and decide upon consequences. The vitriol spat at His Children, the hate and violence that grew beyond any and all boundaries, all will be taken into account. Israel's blood will be avenged, as the Lord G-d has promised.  

We will have some patience, for we are strengthened by our faith and trust in the Lord Above, and in the knowledge, as our history tells us. We have outlived all our foes. We will continue to do so as needed. Nothing new for us.  

These are the words of Abba Eben in 1970, when he was heckled at an important speech. Charles Schumer repeated them in 1979. I repeat them now. And may I gently remind Charles Schumer that nothing has changed other than his apparent denial of his own Jewish descent. He continues to share in their peoplehood and fate. 

I am talking to you up there in the gallery. Every time a people gets their statehood, you applaud it. The Nigerians, the Pakistanis, the Zambians, you applaud their getting statehood. Theres only one people, when they gain statehood, who you dont applaud, you condemn it—­ and that is the Jewish people. We Jews are used to that. We have lived with a double standard through the centuries. There were always things the Jews couldnt do. . . . Everyone could be a farmer, but not the Jew. Everyone could be a carpenter, but not the Jew. Everyone could move to Moscow, but not the Jew. And everyone can have their own state, but not the Jew. There is a word for that: antisemitism, and I accuse you in the gallery of it.”

Read  and understand.

 Our yesterdays and todays and tomorrows are of one piece, nothing new under the sun and nothing that we have not beaten down. 

Tuesday, July 1, 2025

MAYBE THIS IS THE CORRECT RESPONSE

  I believe I can speak with great assuredness that everyone on the face of this earth, of whatever religion, whatever ethnicity. whatever stated belief, has wrestled with the question of Belief. Not knowing, not being sure of the actual real Presence, a Power, a Being who created the whole shebang. Every culture has a founding story. In that story there is always a Creator, that Supreme Being who had the knowledge and the ability, and most important, the desire to create a new world.

 The details may vary but the essence is the same. Creator plus interest and desire, plus rules and laws of worship equals. Religion. Belief and trust in and fear of that Supreme Creator. This is why I often wonder why it is that we humanity cannot understand that the Lord God which we worship is actually the same Being though of varying assigned names of our designation.  Any differences, any perversions which arise are those arising out of our own fault and inadequacies. These perversions arise when we mistakenly take some of the aspects, hidden and in plain sight, of God, i.e. mercy, anger, of indifference. and caring and then relegate those different facets and. and traits of the Lord God to several gods rather than to the One.  

That error in thought is due to our inadequacy, to the fallacious reasoning of humans. Too often we use those subdivisions as stairways upon which we descend into an ugliness of our own creation. Even as we claim a godly presence and allowance to claim that we are indeed worshiping a true god as we take on the lowest elements of mankind. One which demands much on the evil side.   It allows, enables, us to subsume ourselves and our culture, our religion and our statements into an ugliness which has no part, no role to play in a true Belief. There are no separate gods, only the One God of many facets and traits.  

It is a God full of mercy. It is a God who holds the sins of one generation accountable on future generations. It is a God who forgives. It is a God who cries for His children. He is also a God who has a cold anger. It is a God who will allow tears to fall from His eyes, but also a God who can blink and will blink, seemingly remain indifferent to the fate befalling His children. It is a God who demands righteousness and rejects evil. A God of jealousy who demands proper relationship between not only Man and his God, but also between Man and Man. It is only when we separate all these facets that we begin to doubt.       

How do we accommodate all so that it meshes together. Or must we actually do that? Perhaps it is better that we do have some doubt, that we hedge our bets. Perhaps that hedging, that inkling of doubt, that niggling uncertainty is what keeps us on the straight and narrow and if veering off that proper road, helps to bring us back to it. Perhaps is what gives us the chances we all so desperately need. Not only the second chance, but the 3rd and the 4th and on and on until we do get it straight, get it right.

However, every time I have been asked a question, or been in conversation on this topic re belief in God, in a Supreme Being, a Power greater than all else, the second part often follows: Why? What makes you believe that there is such a Being? How do you know for sure? Is there any physical fact without any layers of interpretation that will prove one correct in one's belief.

Personally, I do not think that there is one physical occurrence or event to which one can point and say here is the physical proof you need. Every such happening, every such miracle is deemed the Hand of the Lord. But I have been taught that the miracles of G-d often are enabled via other forces   that of Nature, of Mankind. The miracles are explainable.  I find this actually more reassuring, more strengthening to the soul, to know that there is a guiding hand to mesh it all, to make sense in a world gone mad, one such as we live in today.

 It helps me if not to understand, then to accept, even if reluctantly, contradictory facets of life. Future generations bearing consequence of prior generations misdeeds, while at other times great mercy is dispensed even if we are not worthy.  I believe it keeps us on our toes, a G-d of mercy who is also a strict accountant, with bills owed and bills paid, with bills excused.  I think that some of the. most frightening aspects that we have assigned to God have been because we ourselves in our weakness and failings need to know there is somebody watching. Somebody taking account. Somebody who can be angry yet merciful and forgiving. Somebody who knows our frailties. Our thoughts. Our cracks and our foundations. One also willing to help us repair them and welcome us back, honor our efforts. 

 In a recent novel, one of a series I have been reading, The Burning Soul, by John Connolly, it contains within life beyond this world, of crime and punishment, of repentance and salvation, of mystery and Divinity, of crime and punishment. Rather unexpectedly. on page 167, I came across. the best answer as to why believe? Particularly when one has met face to face with particularly dark scenarios.   I quote, mostly intact, the answer for me to those questions. that has spoken to me. Yes, I have heard similar thoughts, but phraseology and context, of presentation just seemed to hit me in the heart. I found the response in my soul. Perhaps it will address your feelings as it did - does -mine.         

“... Had once asked me if I believed in God after all that I had seen and all I had gone through. Particularly the loss of Susan and Jennifer. (Wife and daughter.) I gave him three answers. I told him that I found it easier to believe in God than not to believe, for if I believed in nothing their deaths were pointless and without reason. And I prefer to hope that their loss was part of a pattern I did not yet understand. I told him that the God in whom I believed sometimes looked away. He was a distractible God, a God overwhelmed by our demands. And we were so very, very small and there were so very, very many of us. I told him I understood how that could be the case. My God was like a parent, always trying to watch out for His children. But you couldn't always be there for your children, no matter how hard you try. I had not been there when most needed. And I refuse to blame my God for that.

And I told him that I believe in God because I had seen His opposite. I had seen all that He was not and been touched by it. And so, I could no more deny the possibility of an ultimate goodness to set against such depravity that I could deny that daylight follow darkness, and night the day." Here. All this I told him... He was silent afterward.”

These few paragraphs, their wisdom I have borrowed from the author, fits comfortably within me. 

It explains much of our yesterdays, as well as that of our todays. It also leaves open possibilities of goodness and grace for the tomorrows awaiting us.  

Monday, June 30, 2025

TO WRITE OR NOT TO WRITE

  And if so, exactly what to write? This is a question that comes up every day. Further, can one split the writing almost in half, praising one. condemning one - and the one is the same person? This is a problem confronting every blog writer, every person who makes his/her point out there in public.  In today's world, it is often an all or nothing situation. But that is not the true name of the game when doing public writing.   

The name of the game is discernment and discrimination. Discern where one's opinion is and how it differs from others, or equally possible, how it meshes with the other opinion. That is the discrimination that is not hate, but a recognition of a split of opinion. It is neither bad nor good. It is what it is, and it is for a person to say or not. It is for another person to accept or not, to approve or not. That is the name of the game. 

However, this 'game' veers off the playing board when differences of opinion melt down to opinions and words of hate and violence. Into incitement to violence even unto death. In this situation or such an incident it must be made clear that this is not acceptable speech. This is not a freedom of speech. issue. This is a matter of right or wrong. The discernment and the discrimination are clear as glass and opposing speech and writing, is clearly called for. 

If one heeds not that call, that charge of responsibility, that is a blow to civility, to truth, to a better world. In varying words, though of same intent, we have been warned. that one need not actively promote violence for it to succeed.  Remaining quiet, passive, in the face of injustice, is equally, perhaps even more so, promotive and enabling of the worst of humankind. Bottom line, at the end of it all, whether one is complicitly or implicitly involved in the promotion of negativity, an equal equation is in place. Then you must wear those shoes, put on that hat, for so you have chosen and so you must accept the consequences arising from those choices, and accept responsibility for them.  

Here is a blatant situation, which practically rises up out of the pages of print or jumps off the screens of social media.  Can one praise Trump for finally stepping in, adding to the bombing power of Israel in their combat against an existential threat and then condemn him for manner in which he did so and for his timing? Can we praise and then condemn him vociferously for his faults? For his attempts to rule the nation and then the world? For his grandiose schemes to be awarded a Nobel Peace Prize? Can we question his timing and motivation. for the bombers? Was it a careful strategic decision or did it arise out of a deteriorating mind with less control over impulsivity? Are his openly deteriorating physical aspects a reflection, a partner to the same deterioration? It would not be an unexpected event as the man certainly is of age. 

 Is all this flurry of threats and promises an attempt to disguise his true ambitions, to rule the United States, with ambition knowing no boundaries?  I don't know for sure. I can't speak for sure. All I can do is put forth my opinion. Bottom line - I do not trust that man. I do not think he does anything out of altruistic motivation.  All is weighed and measured on a Trumpian scale. What is good for Trump? What is not?  If in the furtherance of his   ambition he happens to do something that is good, I will acknowledge and accept but that does not mean that I must change my overall evaluation of this man and the danger he presents to continuation of democracy within the borders of this land.

Trump has become a mentor for others of his ilk. They would noisily, indignantly, deny this statement, but truth is truth no matter how much one tries to cover it over. There was no difference in words of hate coming from right or left or middle. There's no difference in the ugly results and consequences. There is no shade between them. Their shared words of antagonism and ridiculous denial are partners in a tight relationship of ugliness and hatred. Deny it as they might, those who espouse vociferous words of hate, of encouragement to create false lines of separation, along with words of denial when something goes wrong, or when a policy is visibly opposed, no matter from where they shout their ugliness, they are the same. 

When Trump raises the temperatures surrounding immigration and citizenship, when he openly opposes the constitution, tramples on true law and order, he is no different than Mamdani. the current. candidate for Mayor of New York City. A city known as a Jewish city, now with a candidate running on hatred of those who built the city which enabled him and his family to find a place within.    He uses words to hide truths evident to all.  Refuses to accept responsibility for his violence and hatred encouraging words. 

 “The language that I use and the language that I will continue to use to lead the city is that which speaks clearly to my intent, which is an intent grounded in a belief in universal human rights,”

 When pressed about the Jewish community’s concern about the slogan calling for violence against Jews, Mamdani responded, “I’ve heard those fears, and I’ve had those conversations, and I don’t believe that the role of the mayor is to police speech,” he added.

The mayoral candidate added that, if elected, his task would not include “making clear what language I believe is permissible or impermissible.” 

Truly bosom buddies in the realm of hate and denial of truth. No air between the results of their words and policies. Of their shirking of responsibility for the bloodshed they enable and encourage, for their role modeling of avoidance and denial of truth. Though the words might differ the ugliness is the same.  

It is upon the rest of the electorate to stand up and speak out against this ugliness, be it from the right, the left, the middle, from wherever. If we do not, an ugliness of yesterday will impact greatly upon today, and will doom tomorrow

Our choice. Our responsibility.  

Friday, June 27, 2025

TIME AND TROUBLES AND THOUGHTS

  Of time I certainly had plenty, unfortunately of time at the wrong time which allowed for no time to actually have any kind of consistent sane thought process. Caught up in the process of trying to exit Israel in order to be sure that I would be back in the United States in time for the weddings of two granddaughters, we invested much time and energy and sanity in trying to find a way out.

Using the pathways via Jordan and Egypt were not our cups of tea for obvious reasons. Additionally, we were warned that religious items were confiscated upon entry into said countries. No go. So, what next?

We thought that perhaps the American government would actually send in some kind of organized operation via which they would extradite their citizens caught up in the confusion inside Israel. However, despite filling out numerous online applications, the closest we came was instructions telling us to fill out more reams of forms. Finally, one more form and then, perhaps, maybe, some time, no date or time available, we would receive notice to be in Jerusalem or Tel Aviv promptly upon notification, about 70 people at a time (with literally tens of thousands of citizens there). Well, considering the state of war, with Iran sending over barrages of drones and rockets, transportation from other areas of Israel was not easy to come by. Humph! Well, that made planning just a tad, shall we say, difficult, and hence, onto Plan Z+. 

Mano Cruise line out of Ashdod Port, to Cyprus overnight, and then a flight to anywhere planes were flying. Docking time was to be between 8 and 9 AM and plane reservations were made as per that time and planned or possible destinations. Needless to say, the possibilities were not great, highly limited due to time factor of meshing time of docking and time of flights. Not exactly as simple as ABC. Still, doable, even if not exactly convenient. BUT, a great big overwhelming but, was the lack of certainty of getting to that ship and therein lies another chapter of time and troubles and thoughts. 

So. For hour after hour after hour we sought a way in which to make a reservation on that ship so as to get to Cyprus. Would there even be a ship going there? Would the rocket barrages, generally in the morning, stop such sailings? Would there be planes flying from there? Nobody knew anything for sure, other than we could not be sure of anything. All remaining sane brain cells were engaged in endless talk re suggestions and possibilities. Would we be going, or would we be staying? How do we plan when no firm areas of planning exist?? What do we do with the myriad governmental offices which needed to be informed of our plans? How could we inform them of our plans if we actually had no firm plans to inform them of? Simply no room for sanity.

Finally, an opening and success in purchasing a cabin for that overnight "cruise”, and not knowing re kosher food availability, or palatability, on ship or plane or Cyprus, we stocked up on snack foods and water and decided that a little dieting would not hurt any of us. We packed and repacked and unpacked and re- re packed because the guidelines were never clear. In fact, they were constantly changing. One suitcase or two? Or none? Only carryon and was that one carryon or two. Weight regulations? No firm decision so we did the best we could but even then, with all the uncertainty of Tuesday and fear that we would never actually get to the boat and board, it seemed we took too much and yet too little. At the end of it all, we had not enough and too much.  

Communication from the organizers was almost nonexistent and caused a great deal of aggravation. Times of meeting and places of meeting were changed without informing us, we who had to meet. We ourselves went wandering through much of the morning from initial meeting place to another meeting place to yet another place of waiting to come across other people waiting with their luggage, not knowing where to go or what to do. Nobody answered the phones when we called. No messages got through in either direction and only thanks to a restaurant which opened up early for us, after a few urgent words with the owner, were we able to get out of the hot beach sun and rest our weary feet. Inside we ordered drinks and traded information, misinformation, disinformation and no information at all.

At last, one of the lookouts spotted a bus, which offloaded people with suitcases. Some of us waiting there ran over to the people and were informed that they had come from the ship, which had finally docked two hours late. Assuming, logically, that we who were waiting would board the bus and be brought to the ship, all left the restaurant, happy that it was finally! Then the bus shut its doors in our faces and went back empty. What the hell!   

This happened time and time again. The crowd grew. It became more restless. Voices were raised. Confusion reigned. Angert grew. Soon we gathered a convocation of cab drivers who offered to take us to the boat. However, we had all been mourned that no cabs would be allowed into the dock. Only the shuttle busses. However, the shuttle busses kept leaving without us. Problem. Finally, we were all the end of our rope, and we 'busjacked' the bus and the next one, and the next one. As we turned into the dock area, lo and behold, we saw cab after cab after cab with other confused, hot, weary, upset passengers. However, once on the boat, brought to our cabins, our luggage brought to us, all was forgiven. Until ...

Our tickets said we would be docking between 8 and 9:00 AM. We had all made reservations based upon that information and we saw light at the end of the tunnel. Then the lights turned off. We were now told that we would be docking at 4:00 PM. Our reservations useless. We would not be there on time. Confusion reigned. Voices were raised. Kids traveling back from seminary and other schools were confused. Travel agents were called Parents were called. Relatives who had made reservations were called. Once again, a no sleep night for many.

Most of us on the ship spent much of the time making new cancelations, new reservations. Confirming the reservations. Canceling the reservations. Reaffirming the same reservations.   The information we were getting was not exactly timely nor consistent and flight availability was not plentiful. For too many a four-to-six-day journey seemed in the offing. Happy campers, we definitely were not.

 As time to disembark grew closer we were told basically to halt in place. Wait, for maybe they might be able to change the time of docking back to what it was supposed to be. More frantic redialing and frustration growing. We called our poor put upon grandson to try to get us back on the flight we had just canceled. Luckily, most of us were able to fix flight times. Our presence at the weddings of our granddaughters was assured.

 However, the aggravation is still playing havoc within my body and my head and my heart as well as my ears, still crackling with fluid. But finally, after sleeping for 12 hours straight, brain function is returning as is the process of thought. 

Time to think, basically in bits and pieces, here and there. What did these times of troubles mean to me as we were living in Israel? Could we have done anything different? What did this whole experience impart to us and what will be its effect upon us? Will it change who we are, how we think, how we feel, and will those changes be welcome?

One thing is for sure. We owe so many people, friends, family and strangers alike, on both sides of the ocean, a great deal of thanks. Without them, we never would have made it through and back - and we hope back again. 

 Our yesterday was tough. Our today better. Our tomorrow - well, we shall see.

More of the journey and time and thoughts in another posting.

'night all. Stay safe.

Monday, June 23, 2025

PEACE IN OUR TIME? (lol)

  I can hear the echo of the title as a declarative statement made by Neville Chamberlain immediately after he gave away the store to Hitler. A piece-by-piece giveaway agreement that would lead to a peace never ever meant to retain a solid and forever peace. Not when there were more pieces where they had come from. Those "pieces for peace" were not simply harmless rearrangements of lines and colors on a map. These pieces were parts of growing attacks against the national integrity of r other nations, in the name of peace in our time, a fallacy held up to the world as one of the greatest political achievements of all time.

 Territories upon which people lived transferred, ceded to those with nefarious plans for those living within the new boundaries, a peace they never saw. Nor did the world either, for peace based on blackmail is no peace at all. It is merely the grown up version of the schoolyard bully who first takes what he wants and then threatens his victim with more of the same and worse unless he pays up.  Payment demands are increased in amount and frequency until there is nothing left to give other than oneself. That too is taken, and the bully moves on to another victim. The process repeats itself again and again for why quit when you've got a good hustle.  

Bullies are all the same. The only difference is the age of those involved and the payment demanded. Unfortunately, leaders of the world never seem to understand that. From time immemorial, leaders of one nation or another, from ancient times till today and almost most definitely well into the future, grows hungry and demands to be fed. And demands to be fed. The appetite is never fully sated and each morsel simply serves to whet the appetite for more. And more. And more.

Countries disappear The chefs in the kitchens of those countries have no more food to give. The inevitable arrives and difficult decisions must be made, decisions postponed, decisions made more difficult in their untimeliness. It generally comes down to either self-sacrifice and abnegation or an   attempt to retake all the food. The nation(s) already weakened, now has an uphill climb in a war which could have been avoided. 

There might have been some physical resistance to the first refusal and counter demand, but bullies will often back away when bluffs are called. Bloodshed is to be avoided, but at times a hit on the head to gain attention is the only method assured of victory. It is a live game of chess and awful sacrifices and new realities, with pawn sacrifice necessary, a nasty real game of dirty math.  

Most often nations find themselves in this situation when leaders are faulty and when the electorate resists the true ones. Leaders must be very careful, very wise, very bold, very assured and very clever.  I, for one, thank my stars every day that such a level of responsibility never comes my way, but someone has to catch that buck bouncing around on the desk.  It ain't pretty but it's the truth.

Today, there might be a ceasefire with Iran, Will it take place? Will it hold? I have great doubts. This bully has been hit hard with a smack it should have received long ago. However, I believe this bully might need a couple of more pats with a steel pole before he understands the situation. The necessity of what he must do. Will that happen? He has been indulged way too long and this indulgence has carried over into the thinking and the planning of other entities. Rocky weather ahead. 

I know for sure that we must pray and we must make our voices heard. The Bible speaks of two wars, one of necessity, with noble and lifesaving reason. If left undone, worse is to follow. The other war. Less noble, of tainted ambition and deadly.    Denial of reality often leads to an ugliness which affects all sides and possibly could have, should have, would have been avoided if only we would pay attention to the lessons in history. right there for the taking. If only, if only, we can learn, if only we will understand. 

But we never do, do we or we allow for the corruption of leaders and ourselves. Is it hopeless? I hope not. 

We must look at the history of yesterday. Must apply hard learned wisdom to today. It is the only way for us to save tomorrow

We need a true peace. No more a peace of pieces.

  It does not work.  

Please note that there will be no posting tomorrow or Thursday due to complicated travel plans. I will return on Friday. Please be safe.     

WHAT?

 What? What does one write about in the middle of the night? What does one write about in the middle of a war which does not feel like any other war that I have read about and thankfully kept in the "read about" condition? The two countries I hold dearest and closest are at war, fighting a shared enemy, one that poses danger in fact, to the world at large. Actually, the shared enemy of all that is right in this world. An enemy that would as soon rather than lend you a helping hand. Think that I am exaggerating, think that I have gone a tilt? No. Think again and tell me of the complete unvarnished undisguised trust now being disclosed to you within the borders of your ossifying brain? What exactly is your reaction to the clear, unvarnished truth? What exactly Are you trying to shake out of your mind, trying so hard to erect walls and stockades and fortifications against the influx of uncensored truth?  What are you thinking? What in fact do you remember of a straightforward. thinking and appraisal format?

 What exactly is the matter with this world? What is the matter with the people living on it? When and how do you use the skill right and wrong What made us decide that it was not worth anything to be able to separate and discern and rescue nuggets of truth and clearly distinguish right from wrong?    what can you tell me? 

Please explain to me how and why we so twisted education to the point where it is far more supportive of teachers engaged in the proliferation of lies and hatred than one who champions opposition to such anathema?  

What has induced such change within us, within our mental and emotional and moral makeup, that we deny the presence of Evil upon this earth. It's active presence unfortunately is well woven into the fabric of the world at large, too often finding a welcoming warm home in the minds of those who buy into ev The mind and those who prefer to lay down before they lose and the onslaught and go with the flow So much easier for all concerned other, of course, than the victims of said Evil. At times it is so thick upon us that it is palpable, and one can feel its oppressive weight upon one's shoulders. Can feel its destructive tendrils reaching out, attempting to find access to your soul and welcome within.      

What makes one dance into an oblivion which induces one to stand there and protest for their own very determined enemies. If given the opportunity they would their ostensible supporter down and out of this world? 

  What makes a woman stand in rather vociferous voice of support of those who would gladly "gift" them with physical death or the death of a mind, of an individual. Who would certainly crush their attempt to take back their place in the world, deny their uniqueness and stifle any demand of their rights and their rightful place within society.          Even as the deluded stand in support of their predators what makes them oblivious to the truth of the matter? That their predators' victory would deny her humanity, negate her achievements, who suppress her individuality and deny her the opportunity to exercise a fully functioning mind.

What, you tell me, for I can find no excuse whatsoever for a person to stand holding a sign promoting support for the same person, who, if they had their druthers, would as soon as possible hang the sign holder from the nearest lamppost or crane.  Or put the holder to death, to prison, to torture and all of the above. What makes people so willfully blind to their own danger, of the actions they take contraindicated with their own safety and well-being.    

   I simply don't understand the makeup of such people. Or those of you. Who sit there with a smug look on your face sit there with a smug look on your face as you plead ignorance to all of the above, as you deny complicity in the long-range planning, which has led to current day America and the world as well. 

 In brief.

 Why, why, what would induce a person with honorable membership in the LGBTQ+ community to support an administration which deems them subhuman? 

 What would make a woman stand in support of those who continue to view them as chattel, to be restricted, uneducated, even literally silenced. No voice, no face, no life.   

What, what possesses a person to vote to support that which is extremely detrimental to one's life and limbs? What - WHAT?!?

 What exactly is the driving force within a person, So powerful so as to negate all of one's current precepts of a moral and just society, all that they have learned and practiced all their lives. Until now. What can turn a person so drastically from one life to its polar opposite? 

What will it take to convince the members of the human race to trash without any possibility of rebirth, of reinvigoration all the negativity and animosity of the Millennia of the past, of yesterday.   

 What can we expect of our lives of today, so confused, so adulterated that one is hard driven indeed, to separate the wheat from the chaff and thoroughly and totally commit the chaff to eternal oblivion. Despite the best efforts of some excellent people we have not yet succeeded in taking the next step. In fact, I am not even sure that we are in sight of that next step as we stubbornly, ever and always, reignite and revive reformatted versions of the same old, same old. Prejudice and hate. Fear and war. Blood-soaked lands overflowing with the blood already spilt there.

What will be with tomorrow and the tomorrow after that and the tomorrows following in line? Will we never learn to put forward our best and brightest and rather than waste them on the battlefield, task them instead with finding the way out of humanity's ever recurring nightmare. One we both dream and live. No end in sight. 

The only way to change this status quo is an extreme revamping of humanity, turning it inside out, shaking it and putting it back minus the flaws. According to Jewish folklore, there have been approximately seventy universes created before ours. Surely, we have learned enough, know enough, as to how and what needs changing and do so before the creator loses patience with us and on comes universe #72.  

 Until then however, we must move forward with deep and abiding faith that perhaps we can appeal to the endless mercy of the Creator and be provided with enough leeway and time to improve ourselves and be worthy of his compassion, attention, and eternal guardianship.  

What is the answer, the directions as to how to fix the world, change people so, gain the mercy of G-d? I don't know Not even sure if there is any more possibility left. Apparently, all I am good for right now is asking questions.

Would that I knew the what of the missing answers. 

What have you to say?

   

 

Saturday, June 21, 2025

I DO NOT GET IT

 Maybe I am slow. Maybe I think about this at the wrong times of day or night. Maybe I am too close to it all actually being one of the targeted. Whatever the cause, I just don't get it. Many, many books, treatises, essays, op-eds, editorials, letters to editors, pamphlets and leaflets have been written on this topic and all achieving the grand sum of   zero. Actually, that round number should come as no surprise. The topic is illogical, deeply, very deeply rooted in stupidity and nastiness, and in fact, is allergic to any sort of logic applied to it for there is no making sense out of nonsense. 

Yet try and try again is the name of the game. Character assassination. Trait specificity real or not. Misinterpreted or not. Accidentally or not. Out of the air. Religious accusation. An innate flaw within humans to seek the least common denominator.   Humans and "others" of self-creation. Hyper xenophobia. Deflection for unease and unrest in a population. A safety valve. Perfect scapegoats. An absolute certainty that one knows it all, all the 'truths' and all the secrets. A good moneymaker.

So, what the hell am I talking about here? I am talking about the ever-present noxious reek never dying ugliness of Anti Semitism and its inevitable consequences. It seems it follows a similar, almost set pattern, able to uncover, yet impervious to numerous attempts to replace that cover or even somehow create a mechanism through which that cover would no longer be necessary. 

It begins with talk. It begins with secretive winks, as if one knows something that nobody else knows. It begins at either end of society with the poor and downtrodden who need to vent against those they deem even lower than they are. It drips down from the top levels of society, from the Uber wealthy who fear someone is out to rob them of all and from the snobs who think their blood cannot be tainted by the blood of those they consider to be their inferiors. The toxicity and the hate flow evenly and smoothly top to bottom and bottom to top and then manage to pool in the middle where there are plenty who seek to find something other than themselves to blame for whatever situation they are in their lives and for the condition of the world in general. Why the hell not!           

Why do people want to kill me? Why has this desire been able to survive since time immemorial? Why has this insane hatred so consumed its believers that they willingly forswear all beliefs and values, secular and religious, that once were sacrosanct and jump with great enthusiasm into the pool of blood their hate creates and replenishes, sometimes on a daily basis. 

Attacks, physical, emotional, religious forced conversion under penalty of death, or even 'voluntarily' in order to be able to live freely, for sociological reasons. What the hell is the point? Why is it that even supposed intelligent, cultured, individuals cannot see past their blood-stained vision and understand both the harm and the futility of their actions? 2500 plus years of hate but despite it all, the repression, the oppression, the murderous schemes, oh, those plans, so ambitious. And yet We. Are. Here. Repression and oppression on crack. Still, we are here. Not only existing, but generally thriving, and sharing with the world our inventions, our thoughts, our research, our arts and sciences, our all, including philanthropy of open scope. We are generally well enmeshed within society. 

Once again, I ask why, from whence and why? Where has it gone wrong? And why am I not finding answers worthy of their verbiage, containing logic and thorough explanation, even justification. Truth, not memes and tropes already proven false. Not the same old junk which carries no weight. No reliance and appeal only to emotion - only to facts. Why does it continue? 

The sad truth of this all is that there are no facts. There is no logic. It is based on nothing yet that nothing has the consistency of impermeable concrete. The people who engage in this, no matter how bright they appear to be, are actually dumb as the day is long. If their hatred were right, if their hatred were blessed, by the god they worship, as they claim, we would not be here. Not after 2500 plus years of hate aimed directly at our hearts. Not after the most nefarious plans put into place with the said goal our elimination, even stronger now than ever. Even as Western supposedly advanced nations buy into it all and willingly engage in it, their words might be polished but they are just as ugly as the crude words and chants of lower-class haters. Equally as ugly are the results.

And again, why? Why do these mentally, emotionally flawed people not understand a very basic fact. We are here despite all, everything thrown at us, we are here. And here we remain. Our weapon, first, last and always is our faith in the promise of the One Above, our eternal guardian, our father. As His children, at times delay in rescue is inexplicable to us, but our faith is always validated. Proof: we are here and with His aid, realized via our actions and those of Nature, we remain.

For those who need a more up close and personal experience I urge you to leave your home. Leave social media behind and get out there and meet a Jewish neighbor or two, stand by a synagogue or local store. What will you find? You. Me. Your friends and family. For we are all alike, bottom line. We are all people together and it is no more right for me to hate you than it is for you to hate me. Hate is illogical Hate is an emotion which befogs judgment. It is one of the worst traits of humanity. Why not see if you and I can toss that trait of ours in the trash.

 For the errors of yesterday;

 For the efforts of today;   

For the dreams of tomorrow

We must all try to do better. 

And in view of this morning's breaking news, bombs hopefully putting an end to the nuclear criminal ambitions of Iran to annihilate Israel and all that do not abide by their rules, may we all join hearts and hands, and pray for peace which permeates the entire world. 

Amen. Selah.  

Friday, June 20, 2025

IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT

 Weird. Last night was weird. Around 3:00 AM as a glance at the clock showed me, I looked upwards through a skylight and saw to my horror hordes of missiles falling down directly upon us. The sirens, so many, so loud, were deafening. I began to shout. I called out the names of my kids and my husband. Of my grandchildren. I became frantic when I didn't hear anything, when I looked at the bed beside me and saw no one in there, only crumpled blankets. I fought my way to a standing position. Shouting. Where are you? Why don't you answer? Where are you? And then I felt arms hold me and a calm voice. reassuring me that it was a dream, only a dream. It was not real. Finally, sanity and an acceptance. It was a dream. But seriously, was it only a dream? Was this dream's reality so difficult to imagine becoming a true reality in life existent on this bewildered bedraggled planet of ours?

The answer unfortunately is that this possibility is ever more a growing possibility. Moreover, unfortunately, the odds of its probability increase daily. We cannot deny this when one day we have the Weitzman Institute horrifically damaged, gone all the possibilities within of cures, of advancements, of betterment of life for all. Gone in a moment. Then Soroka Hospital, deliberately targeted with multiple missiles, and only due to the just completed evacuation of that building was a nightmare of fatalities avoided. Closer to home, was my cousin who is a doctor there, thankfully safe. Todah La'el.  The larger question is can we assure ourselves that people of Israel, Jews round the world, that we are indeed safe in a permanent kind of safety.

The world of Jews today is such that I don't believe we have ever been in such a time of great uncertainty of existential continuity. There were   ancient days of notorious attempts, but never the capability.  Of more recent times: the Holocaust, the War for Independence, the Yom Kippur War, The Intifada, October 7th, and the well-publicized venomous speech and threats of  Khoumeni and his allies, meshing oh so well with the silence, even the condemnation, of our supposed allies and friends, our supporters not so supportive.  

Now in the brightness of morning I close my eyes against the glare of the sun but cannot close eyes, ears, mind and emotions to the truth of the day. We, Israel and all Jews, are under attack. We can try to explain it away. We can try to diminish its effect. We can try to avoid thinking of awful possibilities of the end of days. The situation remains the same. We are under attack. We will do what we must to survive and more, to be conclusively the victor in this existential war. So, it has always been and so it will continue to be. We, the people of Israel, the Jews worldwide, always come back to the same truth. Their God is strong Their faith is strong. He will not desert us in this time of need, though aid is not always as soon as we wish. G-d willing, we will never have more moments of reality upon we base nightmares so terribly real, so actually possible.

Too many of our fellow Jews these days are so wrapped up in their liberal bona fides that they have forgotten that old but true maxim. Charity begins at home.  Take care of our own, of ourselves, as a must if we are to be capable of doing so for others. When push comes to shove, when it is a question of survival or extinction, which I believe we are living these moments right now, we can no longer stand in lines and protest only for others. We must remember that if we are to stand in support of others, we must first stand in support of ourselves, ensure that we will be there to stand up for others who need our help. But first we stand up for ourselves, the only thing that makes sense in this rather unsensible world of ours.

All the while now we must ask ourselves where are those with whom we stood? Where are those for whom we took the hits on the head and the ugly verbiage directed at us? Where are they? The answer is, they are nowhere near us. Or on the other side. The answer is antisemitism was never gone, merely underground, chomping at the bit, to spring out as toxic as ever. Eager to burst out of its holding cell and permeate the world once again with its ugliness, with its direct threats to the continued existence of the people of Israel, the Jewish nation.

I am assured of our safety and survival as I hear  a huge wave of jets flys over on its way to wage war against the enemies of Israel, the defilers of the name of G-d. These jets, their pilots, their mechanics, the entire people of Israel and   supporters without the borders, are doing G-d's work. They are defending this:

"Right-wingers, center people, left-wingers, religious, traditional, secular, Tel Aviv, periphery people - one glue connects them all: they believe in Israeli liberal democracy and its products. the glory of Israel Jewish, democratic, liberal, security power, hi-tech power, power of excellence, of entrepreneurship at the highest levels possible!"

When we understand that fact, its truth, we, the Jewish people and righteous people of the world will ditch hypocrisy by the side of the road, there to rot to nonexistence. Then we can be more positively assured of the fact that, even as we call out from the depths of our despair, that the ears of the Lord will be attuned to our voices.

Bottom line, folks. Bottom lines cannot be ignored. While we can never understand the ugliness and the savagery remaining in this world in the year 2025, the fact remains that it is here, and no amount of wishful thinking can change that reality. Why we cannot figure out how to address and cure its virulence is due to faults within ourselves. We must spurn the lowest levels of mankind and seek to reach the higher levels where talk and compromise are the solutions rather than the shedding of blood. Will such a time ever come to be? You certainly do not want my take on that. 

What I do feel emphatically so is that when we turn our eyes once again to the true source of aid and hope, of justice, when we do not rely solely on our own inventions of waging war, when we are wise enough to choose and follow true leaders, when we lose our arrogance, then and only then will we see true bottom lines and clear paths of escape from the pools of quicksand in which we now stand.  

I close this posting with the words I read today in an essay I found true to the theme of the meshing of eternal truth - our yesterdays, todays, and tomorrows strung together on an endless chain.     I hope you find it as inspirational and fortifying as I did.

"Being brave doesn’t mean we are not afraid. It means we keep showing up: at synagogue, on social media, at the Shabbat table, in the face of the world’s confusion and hate.

 “We are defending something very precious for the world. That is Judaism.”

And that is why I will not hide.

I am a Jew.

Proudly. Publicly. Bravely."

Thursday, June 19, 2025

WELL AMEN, AND HALLELUJAH!

  Praise the Lord! Finally, way, way late, the statement has finally been made. Interestingly enough, ironically enough, it was made by the acting president of Columbia University. The very university now notoriously known for its rampant anti-Semitism, its feeble presentations of denial and methodology to 'combat' it, or better yet to protect its reputation as a bastion of higher education. What it has become is a strong home of hate, a specific hate directed against a specific group, deny it though they do. Vociferously so.

The hatred is driven by a cadre of professors and students. Many are foreign 'students' who have been studying for several degrees over many, many years and no one even raises an eyebrow, asks   questions. Who is paying tuition? Life expenses? Who is supporting them? Why do they need all these degrees if they will be too old to even use them by the time they finish!? No one raised even a feeble sounding bell of alarm.     

The professors climbed up the ladder of the system and expounded their hate filled invective, their lethally false information and viewpoints directly into the ears of the unwary, demeaning those with opposing viewpoints, particularly so if expressed by Jewish students. Unless they could co-opt these sheep for the slaughter and turn them around, ever so eager to stand against themselves. Used as front pieces to portray how "even Jews" recognize the wrong that other Jews have done.

These professors are part and parcel of long-range plans. These plans were ambitious, many pronged in their attempts to take varied departments in colleges and universities across America and across the world at large. Thus, they would be able to influence the hiring of others who fit their needs. Another important aspect was to increase and hasten the co-opting of the young and gullible. These young ones will do the dirty work, stand out there and shout, scream, spit, demean and encourage others to join and do the same. They are patsies as dangerously dumb as the day is long.

One of the ugliest parts of their long range plans of their evil cabal is to use these young ones to defy their parents to "shame” their parents, to speak out, no to shriek out accusatory words aimed at their fellow Jews and the Jewish state. Israel. Increase its isolation and its seating in the seat of pariah unto other nations. To be publicly excoriated by Jews who have single handedly cornered the market of evil and of every oxymoronic pair of words they could find.  To be both communists and capitalists, greedy and poverty stricken, grasping and uncaring. Of course, all this was accompanied by hideous art purporting to be faithful renderings of Jews, of their insides and out.  

    I think most frustrating of all was to see these dumb kids emptied of anything good and refilled with evil with venom to be directed against fellow Jews with words of invective guaranteed to raise a level of hatred, to go from an evil antisemitism to a toxic JewHatred. From words. To deeds.  Even unto murder. All cloaked by a cape of "righteous" motivation. That never was or is, and never will be. And the world fell for this hook, line and sinker. They bit and ran with it, hooked for life. Nowhere to be found the barest minimum of sanity and consciousness. These self-deluded used for garbage frontage and defense against police intervention   fell right along with the nefarious plans, oh so proud to thrust aside every bit of their millennial long heritage. 

Almost to a one, every attempt to address this vicious and toxic antisemitism quickly fell apart for it did not understand the depth and the toxicity of this most recent manifestation of JewHatred whose motive and goal was to wipe the earth clear of any and every Jew, anything and everything that spoke of and to their existence, of them and their heritage, their morality, their attempts to better the world, to contribute to society of what they had. For that, they received in turn bullets and beatings, stabbings and burnings and massacres.

One thing actually belonging strictly to us was the uniqueness of  JewHatred, its toxicity and depth and age. The integrity of the Jewish people was questioned, legitimacy granted rare and fragile, and only with other hatreds. Only then could the truth emerge and be acknowledged. 

Only then could we separate rightfully JewHatred from another hatred and phobias There was never acknowledged that it was powerful enough to stand alone but it certainly was, way, way past the minimum necessities and finally, one spoke up the truth of the Columbia University But one must     then ask. What does she mean? Will she remain true to the truth of that statement. Or, will she too cave to the liars and the haters.

 We must deal with the truth and the truth alone No excuses, no disguises There will be no end to this hate until all attempts to dilute it are ended and its viciousness and uniqueness clear to all.

One day.

Yesterdays did not meet with success.

 Nor did our todays.

Tomorrows are up for grabs, but the jump shot  apparently has gone to the enemy.

Quelle surprise.

Shipman says, “I am confident we can change this painful dynamic,”

Me, I am not so confident of that.

Nothing has led me to believe in or trust that.

Nothing.

Wednesday, June 18, 2025

DEAR .....,

 Sorry if this gets a bit crude, and perhaps - no - definitely, a bit simplistic. This entire miserable war between Iran and Israel, destroying much of both lands, and threatening to widen and involve others, in a kind of cascade of hefty dominoes, is, when   boiled down to initial causation, downplaying other quite hefty issues, is simply this: a pissing contest among three swellheaded men, presumed leaders of their nations. 

Each of them does not take well to challenge, to criticism and to negation of their plans and ambition.  Certainly, when their planned legacy is interfered with, it gets their dander up and the negative consequences pile up. What might have begun as a shouting match quickly ramps up into a spitting contest and then exponentially until the shouts and the headlines, having passed through all the levels of extension and tension, become bullets and the bullets become bombs, and the bombs become multiple rockets and missiles. And the deaths multiply and the numbers of those wounded multiply and the infrastructure of the nations involved, from minor to exquisitely important, become awful landscapes unavoidable in its ugliness and its message. 

Eventually, someone sues for peace, at times the defeated, while at other times it might be the victor, if in fact there truly is any victor in a war. Each side, each participant has needs that appear at the beginning to be intractable, never to be compatible in any realistic format. A peace treaty at conclusion will inevitably leave more dissatisfied than   satisfied, will, as a matter of historical inevitability lead to more dissension, more threats, even some dangerous sparks and small fires, but generally it will hold - at least for a while.

The brutal irony of it all is that all ensuing from the clash of egos could have been resolved prior to the horrific consequences. But no one in the mix ever has a strength of character to take the first step, fearing to look weak. Rarely are there any advisers worthy of the name who actually have the capability to rise to the level of statesman, who are capable of tamping down on the fires raging, before they become out of control.  

Mostly the intervening steps are detoured around, and the invective becomes ever more sharp and bitter. Mankind then sinks to the lowest level of political discourse - war. Once again, in the worst manner of social discourse - no talk. Only the banging of heads and the rivers of blood and the wails of those who mourn what they have lost, who they have lost, all the while the causative issues and the possible solutions become lost in the shuffle. Unheeded and no remediation.

As to the current conflict featuring Iran and Israel, that too is simplification. The man at the apex of it all, I feel, the main point of combative and aggravating behavior and blather, is you, Mr.  Ayatollah. You must step forward and accept the blame upon your shoulders. Your egotism, your self- centeredness, your misuse of religion, using it to call for war, for bloodshed, to wage wars of religion which should have long ago been consigned to a shameful past-a horrible compilation indeed.  To engage in warfare, to hate, to deny the humanity of all, your insane and rabid hatred of all that is Jewish, of the success, the existence of Israel, has now embroiled the world.   World War III paces ever closer to our reality and your ego is a major cause of that. 

This time, Mr. Ayatollah, you go too far. You challenge where there should never be such challenge. You and your twisted ego now possess the possibility, the potentiality, of weapons of war capable of shredding the bonds of nature which holds all together.  With no compunction, regret or hesitation.  Use can destroy Israel and most definitely most of the Middle East. 

Your arrogance in this situation has brought it to a very dangerous boil. It is boiling over the top. You refuse to think, if you still understand what you are doing, how much you will be causing or perhaps maybe that is exactly what you want. What I do know is that your intractability is a 90% contribution to the roots of this war. Upon you all the blood, all the tears, and, quite frankly, Mr. Ayatollah, I hope you drown in it. And before it is too late for the rest of us.

Unfortunately, there are two other egos involved here. One is that of Trump, a clearly deranged man with a huge, overdeveloped ego on the level of maturity of a kindergarten child, and the emotional level of an infant. Generally, he is a man whose thoughts are incomprehensible to anyone with a working brain, but here if he remains true to it, his feelings re Iran and the Ayatollah are correct. However, it is highly unknown, and tempest tossed as to consistency and longevity. This man and his needs are what drive him. He is determined to act upon his own belief in his own power. To be known unbelievably as a peacemaker. It is a hope of the world that he will remain on the right side of the whole matter. However, his consistent inconsistency makes that uncertain. That uncertainty is crippling to any sure and consistent path to resolving this crisis, or at least papering it over in the hopes that somehow it might be possible to find some modicum of sensibility and right within you all, lessen the tension, and stop this war in its tracks. A blessing devoutly to be wished.

Finally, we have Bibi Netanyahu, a man who has served his nation well for many, many a year. However, I believe at present he is highly concerned with leaving a legacy to remain behind as age and its reality encroach upon him. It is particularly so when the nation he purportedly leads has been led into dissension, into a fracturing of unity precisely when it needs to stand strong together.  Individual fingers can be broken easily. A fist not, but the fingers of that first must recognize and accept the differences between them and use those differences to become an even stronger fist, a more confident fist. One able to create a welcoming aura for talk and for an end of bloodshed. 

But that cannot be if the ego of the leader blinds his eyes to what must be, to the taming of his ego, making it subservient to the needs of the nation.  

Three men. Three nations. Three egos. Three peoples. If two of the egos are maybe able to set them aside and unite in the rightness of what they support, find advisers able to stand up to their potentially divisive egos and yes, moments of temporary insanity, then maybe, just maybe, could be created a chance of defeating evil and the restoration of sanity in the nations of Israel and America. Perhaps even a chance of raising the   understanding that war must end, that we gain nothing from it other than pain and destruction.

Mankind must choose leaders more carefully and wisely. It is the only way via which we can sustain ourselves. We must seek understanding and compatibility before we beat it into each other.

Only then can we be wise enough to sift through our yesterdays and find all that enhance the todays, and allow us to build for so much better tomorrows.

Can it be? 

Yes, with hard work, with a lessening of selfishness, with modified egos, with wisdom and hard work.

Do we wish to make it so?

 Not a clue.  

Dear all of you, 

Be leaders that we need.

Set aside the egos and seek the unselfish and the good within you.

You are the ones to choose the future or lack thereof. 

Choose wisely. 

Signed, 

Humanity.     

Tuesday, June 17, 2025

AND YET AGAIN

  Throughout the history of every nation no matter place of origin or their history or whatever makes it an entity unto itself, there are always several blots upon that history. Shameful blots, for they are incurred through the presence and activities of traitors within that nation. The motives are many and varied, but be it for money, for principle or beliefs or anger and jealousy, it makes no difference at all. The harm, the shame that falls upon the nation echoes for all time through the years of history, always there.

Most of us know the name Benedict Arnold, the notorious turncoat of Revolutionary America. Or we know the term quislings from the traitor and the spy of Norway in World War II. We know the term Mosser, referring to a Jew who betrays another Jew to authorities for generally particularly shameful motivation. One might even know the name Josephus and the question throughout history, was he, or was he not a traitor. All Nations have their share of traitors, but to me particularly poignant is when it involves turning on another Jew, or a group of Jews, or even the Jewish nation. It makes no sense. Certainly, we have enough enemies without growing a viper from within our own.

It must be stated that during the Holocaust, a period of stress and death beyond comprehension, there were Jews who outed others, perhaps in hiding, perhaps smuggling in food or sold their souls, to become the Jewish police in the ghettos and the Kapo in the camps. It is almost understandable in that case even though we have been warned that we are not to save our own life if it costs the life of another, particularly an innocent. However, when threatened with harm, even unto death, against child, parent, family member, best friend, we cannot be judgmental for we have never walked in those shoes. 

On the other hand, when there is a false messiah, whose facade is shattered, and he then converts and wages a war against his own people, no, there is no excuse for that. The same goes for all false messiah cults and impersonators throughout the centuries. They promised hope for weary embattled people and ended with more death of the body and soul of the desperate and despairing who turned to conversion in their moments of agony and then became the foes of their own people. Traitor to one's nation, people, religion. 

 Datan and Aviram challenged Moses face to face in Egypt and then continued to wage a war, always creating troubles, drawing false pictures of a paradise back in Egypt. Traitorous to their people and to their G-d, to their very souls. They were followed by numerous traitors through centuries, most desperate for hope and salvation, looking for it anywhere and in anyone. In so doing they became traitors to the hopes and dreams of the oppressed and the millennia long and deep desire, the constant prayer, to return to Zion, the ancestral land, the land of their forefathers and foremothers. They fell prey to enticing words and presentations of false pictures and became traitors to their people and to themselves. A tragedy all around.

In medieval times equally desperate and hopeless people turned apostate. They turned on their former people, raised false charges against them, against the Talmud, before Popes, before Kings. There were and are those in more modern times. in a more secular world, who thrust aside their identity and identification as part of an ancient people. They rant and rave  against Zionism, against the very idea of being a Jewish person in a modern world, against the G-d of the Jewish nation. They joined with vigor and enthusiasm all the critics of the Jewish state, of the population within and without, for the world meshed all tight, so very tight, and modern Anti Semitism unfortunately included some of the very same sort of people. They became Kofer Bakol, deniers of all, of anything that had been part of their heritage, in every atom of body and soul. In so doing, they lost themselves to their own misdeeds and words and accusations. They count as of their ranks, traitors such as Vanunu and everyone most dangerous in power of words or greed,   selling out to Iran in the name of money! I think those are the worst of all, and must be empty inside, forsaken of all human dignity, trust, loyalty and hope.

However, without a doubt. most pathetic in their delusion, most dangerous in the power of their words are those who should know better, who indeed do know better, yet, who have wholeheartedly embraced the cause of the other, of the foe of their own people those whom they have consigned to the depths of Hell unless they fall prey to the lies presented to them. 

They convince people to leave their heritage, to speak out against their heritage even as they use that same heritage as reason and justification for their awful behavior. They write podcasts, make guest visits to broadcasts and cast aspersions upon their own people. They beat a path away from the truth and join wholeheartedly into hallucinatory talks with those whom they claim would live and only want to live, in peace. With us. To share a land. 

A most dangerous falsehood more so than others, as it generates false hopes. As people of otherwise great intellect fall for it in a deep coma of wishful thinking. Despite the fact that they know these are manifestly false statements, and never could be otherwise, they turn off the passageway to the cells of sense within their minds and believe only that if they get more people involved, if they convince more people, that indeed peace will be upon the land. In pursuit of this unachievable goal, certainly at this point, they ruthlessly demean their own and ever strive to gather more into their rather shaky foundational house. 

There are, unfortunately too many to name, but count amongst them the kaffiya wearing Jews, 'speaking for Jewish people', who embarrass and endanger their own with every breath they take, with every syllable they utter. They are the Jews who claim to speak for other Jews, in the name of other Jews. They speak to anyone and everyone you and in so doing they join the cast of Mosser and Kofer Bakoll. The shame, upon awakening, will be theirs to own. But until then, they can wreak great havoc and harm upon the Jewish nation, upon the State of Israel because their illogical aspersions and statements rife with lies are so phrased as if to indeed be logical and loyal to the truth, so not the case.

There are many of us who have cracked under the pressure of these times. Who have grown weary of its irreparable damage to all held dear, of the unbearable sights and sounds of war, who know firsthand the awful pictures of war, worry over our hostages stolen from us, those tortured, those raped, those burned alive.  Who in the name of trying to do good, to find common cause with those who truly have no common cause with us, power drive over that which reveals the holes within their theories.  They urge upon all to come play. Bright contributing respected members of society fall prey to delusion, to the false hopes raised. For their efforts in championing these impossibilities, these egregious lies, will be to live as a pariah in society, to bring shame upon their families, and distain from the very ones they purported to be seekers of peace. Not good - for anyone,

However, there is one particular piece of trash whose name stands out in the ranks of traitors, for what she spoke to the U. N. Claiming to do so in the name of her fellow Jews. She spewed forth egregious lies, made up things that never were and never will be and discarded all logic, all knowledge, and then stomped upon it. Set it afire which water could not quench. Her name is Maya Yavin, ironically so, for she brings no water to the thirsty nor any understanding. In her reckless talk she openly leaves great gaping holes, Truth, nowhere in sight. She denies all reality, forgetting that she lives in a world of hostility to her people, thinking, perhaps, that she is immune since she is denying all of her heritage even as she claims it as her inspiration.  

She buys wholesale into the lies insisting that Jews have no place in the land. The Jews who settled there are colonizers. One then has to wonder from whence her ancestors came and from whom were they running. She claims Jews are neck deep in crimes against humanity, blaming all devastation upon them even though she so carelessly glides over the true causations of the wars: The brutality of Hamas; the disregard for anything and everything that has the slightest bit of sanity attached; of the distinctly, clearly phrased and stated, desires of   using the Jews to win their war, convincing the rest of the world that in historic inevitability, demanded is  a certainty that the Jews are the problem. Thus,  the first step for worldwide peace would of necessity be the creation of a Middle East sans any Jews at all. Second step is to carry this battle to the rest of the world.  But of course; goes without saying.  And the world will be at peace.

But no, it will not. Just as falsehood is inevitable in recognition, so too is truth. Truth which cannot be denied, which cannot be disproved. Truth, which is the savior of the world, sending it back on true tracks. Difficult to achieve, seemingly an endless matter, but there are victories if we are strong enough to make it so. 

Are we so far from reality that the claims are almost laughable? To "return refugees”? No, I don't think so. For 9,000,000 not expelled or fled of their own wills and instructions of their imams? No, many of them were afraid of what they had done prior to this point. For practical reasons some had to be moved.   Others were urged by the religious leaders to leave so that they could come back the next day, the next week, and loot the property of the Yahud.

And after 77 years still claiming refugee status? They should be ashamed of themselves. Their host countries should have accepted them as citizens rather than use them, to be eternally known as refugees, and political pawns in the countries of Arabia. To be known as refugees, leeches, on the teat of humanity, doing nothing with the money other than spending it on means and weapons to conduct war. If truth is included in the true analysis of history then perhaps, we might meet some accommodation, some acknowledgement of the rights of the people concerned, without interference of any know-it-all nations  round the world. It is for the Cousins that these two peoples are, to hammer out a deal, to respect each other and to honor each other. The possibility of such a thing happening - weak; the probability of such a thing happening - barely there at all, if there at all. 

There are many, many difficult questions to answer. And the answers might not be satisfying to all, and perhaps that is the best way. All give and take. But why is it that it seems we must constantly bang their heads on the wall, on the table, in order to bring them to the table. 

The first recognition must be that we are the people of Israel and we, the nation of Jews, are here to stay. Are here to reclaim our ancestral land and, yes, share it with those who champion peace, who champion truth, who champion goodness and honor, who spurn lies. Who know lies for the poison they are.  But first and foremost, we, the people of Israel, the children of G-d, we are here to stay, whether you like it or not. No matter how many lies you put forth, we are here. Our exile is over and done. We welcome those who share our vision with us. To live in honor and peace.  

We are here - forever.

 Yesterday and today and tomorrow. 

Forever.

Sunday, June 15, 2025

THANK G-D. IT WAS A MIRACLE

  And the whole thing is surreal. Yes, I know it is very real but there is an element to its reality that causes one to stop and think and wonder. What's going on? How did I get here? And what's going to be at the next siren? And the one after that? G-d forbid, should it ever be true for this area, how many seconds do we get, and can we slowpokes make that time deadline? 

Above all else, I wonder how is it exactly that we have found ourselves in this position, in this situation? Even more confusing is, why the hell aren't the two of us more frightened? Being born and raised and living in America was not in any way conducive to understanding the hardships of war, the conditions of war and the stress as we newbies of a certain age try to figure out proper precautions and behavior, enough so as to be one of the crowd, living normally as possible, keeping kids calm even as  we tuck them into bed in the secure room rather than in their usual bedroom. On that one I am thankful, knowing that my children are not here, are not subject to this danger even as the other part of my brain kicks in and reminds me that people are killing Jews out there, even in America, the land my ancestors deemed the land of safety and opportunity.   

However, there is more to it than that for in this land, my ancestral homeland, from North to South and East to West reside friends and family. The need to do daily checks and rounds, hoping to hear voices, good news and hoping never to hear otherwise. That fear lurks forever, not far below the facade we present to others, even as they do the same beneath the facade of what appears to be normal daily life. One is driven to pick up the phone equally as much as one is driven to never answer the phone. Always the unvoiced question: What if the worst happens? What if the life was lost, not in the fullness of time but in the fullness of hate and aggression seemingly eternal.

What one does is simple. One carries on as best one can. One watches the others and models behavior after theirs. This is the point where the young become the teachers of the old, for they have been there, done that, many, many times already while we have not, certainly not firsthand up close and personal. We weren't living here a good deal of the year. Now we are and at times I don't know which land I am to be angry with, or yell at. Both provide many such opportunities and for a great deal of resultant frustration.  

Truthfully, sadly, setting aside the sounds of the vicious barking of the Dogs of War and the rapid hoofbeats of the feet of the Horses of Apocalypse, or the sounds of flapping lips, of idiotic pronouncements emerging from the mouths of those who don't know the truth of what they are saying or worse, know exactly what they are saying, with malice and cruelty a forethought, what then? Even should we see that maybe, perhaps there is an element of sympathy, if not empathy, at the very best the statements are inane, conducive only of more frustration, particularly from the Jewish people at whom these inanities and barbs of hurt are aimed. 

Trauma invalidation is the overarching title of this phenomenon. Israelis, Jews of all nations and categories are told "it's not so bad", "it's been worse." Or the turnaround. "What can you do to make it better?" "How can you change so as to alleviate and lessen this hate?" Answers, there are none, nothing we can do, for hate has no reason, no rhyme and attempting to apply logic and reasons for is insulting. It turns the causation and the consequences of hate right back onto its victims and thus invalidates their trauma. 

We hear from those who favor tough love and advice who tell us, "Deal with it, ignore it, it will get better." More invalidation, more puffery and huffery of no value and no use at all. Then, of course we have those who lethally, forcefully, ironically, try to convince us of the justice of their stand, calling for our death. Call it fair turnaround, social justice. Repaid for our nonexistent offenses, merely for being alive, for surviving the worst humanity has slung at us. 

My answer to all that is screw you. Get back on your horses of hate and gallop out of here fast.

War in and on Israel and Jewish people - nothing new under the sun, is there?

Our yesterdays were rife with grounds soaked in our blood.

Our todays we thought were much better. Hopeful.

Our tomorrows are now uncertain - dark or light.  

What will you do? What will I do? What will we all do ? The question always remains as to what will God do? How much more will He wait and when will He act? What will be the format and results of His actions?

Perhaps we all need to look deep within ourselves and without and figure out a better path.          Perhaps we still have a chance of doing that. We should take up that chance and run with it.      

 The wrath of G-d is mighty and best to avoid. Do we have enough within us of goodness to ameliorate that wrath? To have no more of this surreal reality of war and hate. A loss greatly to be desired. 

Can we create that miracle?        

You tell me.