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Sunday, January 31, 2010

Did I Say "Hives?" I Wish. . . ! *

So the P.A. at Urgent Care asked me, "did you diagnose yourself?" Actually, I did. And I was right (-wish I had been wrong). Couldn't sleep last night because of the searing pain, and woke D.H. up around 3:45 a.m. to research "shingles" on the web. He had no idea what I was talking about, but I did, having read about it quite a while back (and knowing that my uncle had it, and he said it was...awful...). But I had a hunch about my symptoms, and (I'm really thrilled about this part) I was right:

I have Shingles. Herpes Zoster. Dormant Varicella virus. Which just hybernated happily in my innocent, unsuspecting body from the time I had chicken pox as a wee child, waiting for the right moment to rear its ugly head--you know the moment--the one where you

1) have no income, and

2) have no medical insurance, and are

3) stressed to the gills

--yes, that moment.

All my initial symptoms, which at the time seemed totally unrelated and even nebulous, at that--

('what do you mean, a throbbing pain in your shoulder blade, but it's not in your shoulder blade?! You just strained a muscle, is all;' 'sharp pain near your right ear? Maybe ya got an ear infection?' 'Rash broken out? Must be allergic to all those Tu bi-Shevat fruit you haven't eaten all year!')

--were real, and related to each other. They were the initial symptoms of shingles. One look at me at the clinic (for about 1 second) by the intake nurse confirmed it (am I good, or what?!)

So we went to Urgent Care today, because I was still within the 48-72 hour window of eligibility for the anti-viral drug, when the blisters appear. In addition to warding off the pain (I'm sticking to aspirin for now which takes the edge off, but have an Rx for Percoset if it gets really bad), I've got my ammunition for now. Took my first dose an hour and forty minutes ago. Thirty-four more doses to go. . .
Now, I will make some popcorn and go downstairs to watch Ushpizin; might be just what the doctor ordered.

Oh, and why the pic of flowers, you ask (thought you'd never)? What, did you want me to post a photo of a body with shingles?



*(NaBloPoMo, day#31: Day the Last! I done dood it!!)



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Saturday, January 30, 2010

Yeshiva Melaveh Malkah with Hives*

Have been feeling lousy all week; throbbing pain in right upper back, thought it was shoulder blade, but maybe wasn't there. Erev Shabbat developed (in addition to this throbbing since Tuesday) a sharp pain in the region of my ear, every few seconds or so; and today, Shabbat, broke out in large blotches of a rash. Don't know if all of these are related.

Took a Benedryl equivalent, and am going to the Yeshiva Melaveh Malkah. Now, that's an intelligent thing to do.

*(nablopomo day#30)



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Friday, January 29, 2010

On a Lighter Note. . .BEER

I think this might be, uh, appropriate for Tu b'Shevat, (marginally). After all, just like wheat and barley, BEER is made from. . . grain. . .
So let's hear it for beer, and Chutzpah (they're a little weird, but have a good sound).



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Thursday, January 28, 2010

Our Tu b'Shevat Seder*


The holiday of Tu b'Shevat (the 15th day of the month of Shevat), which is Israel's Arbor Day, has gained more popularity and acceptance over the years as one to be observed with more than a tree planting, even though that is extemely important. Did you know that Israel was the only country to finish the twentieth century with more trees than it started with? (From The Daily, University of Washington, 2002):

Israel is a rebirth. It is the realization of the age-old dream of the Jewish people to return to the land of our origin, the land in which our nation was formed, the land from which we were exiled and kept out for 2,000 years. For 2,000 years, we did not forget - three times a day, observant Jews everywhere pray for rain in the right season in the land of Israel. Every major Jewish festival ends with the words: “… Next year in Jerusalem.”

In this rebirth, the people of Israel resurrected the ancient Hebrew language. Once confined to prayer and holy texts alone, 5 million people speak it today. And in this spirit, the Israeli and Jewish people began a tradition of planting trees, in order to restore ancient forests and make the desert bloom. As a result, Israel is the only country to finish the 20th century with more trees than it began with.


Tu b'Shevat is brought down from the Mishna as one of four "New Years" in the Jewish calendar, it being the New Year for the Trees. The Rishonim indicated that this day should be treated as a chag (holiday) to be observed, because it was one of the four New Years. The original purpose of Tu b'Shevat was for calculating the age of trees for tithing, as it is written in the Torah (in the book of VaYikra=Leviticus, 19:23-25) that it is forbidden to eat the fruit of a fruit tree for the first three years, the fruit of the fourth years is for G-d, but the fruit of the following years may be eaten.

Trees have great significance in Judaism, starting with the Tree of Knowledge of Good and Evil, and the Tree of Life in Gan Eden (the Garden of Eden). The righteous are compared to date-palm trees, and we are not permitted to destroy trees which bear fruit.

It is customary on Tu b'Shevat to eat fruit and food for which Eretz Yisrael (the Land of Israel) is known, such as the "seven species" (shiv'at ha-minim), which include wheat, barley, fruit of the vine (grapes), figs, pomegranates, olives and dates.

Tu b'Shevat also acts as the cut-off between one year and the next, as in Israel, most of the rains for that year have already fallen. The sap is rising in the trees, the sh'kediyah (almond tree) is starting to blossom, and we feel the season begin to change...Tu b'Shevat is the harbinger of spring...

For years now our family had celebrated the chag with the optional "Tu b'Shevat seder", something like a Passover Seder, in that it is an organized, orderly way of expressing the connection between the spiritual and physical, through the blessings upon and eating of the various foods of the land of Israel; we also read appropriate passages of the Torah pertaining to the different foods--and, of course--singing songs relating to the holiday.

Last year, we didn't do one-our kids weren't here, and I just didn't have the cheshek. This year, our kids still aren't here, but D.H. was working all day at the computer on researching and creating our own Seder, so although it will be just for us.

In our current financial situation, we can't really afford to buy a lot of food for guests, I've been recovering all week since we returned from the Shabbaton from aching knees, and I've had a really bad ache in my upper back for two days now (no idea what this is)--and I'm still mourning the loss of my friend's mother, my friend as well, who passed away just at candlelighting on Friday. In short, I'm just not in the frame of mind for a full-blown Tu b'Shevat seder with guests. Instead, I'll think we'll do a low-key seder tonight, (Tu b'Shevat falls this year on Shabbat).

Tj b'Shevat sameach to all (and thank you, Jacob, for all the Tu b'Shevat resources). . .

*(nablopomo day#29)


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Kosher Cooking Carnival: The Yovel Edition*

Here is the 50th (Yovel, or "Jubilee" in English) Edition of the KCC, started by Batya when a recipe carnival rejected her post because it wasn't on the theme food, pork (who knew?).

Go read it and check out the links at Me-Ander, Batya's blog (one of 'em. don't know how she does it).

*(nablopomo day#28)



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Wednesday, January 27, 2010

IDF Closes Field Hospital in Haiti*

Since I had written much on the efficiency of the Israeli field hospital in Haiti and the great disaster relief and humanitarian work that they had been doing, I feel it is fitting to post this video of the closing ceremony: after two weeks, the Israelis are going home, halfway across the world (hat tip Rafi).



*(nablopomo day# 27)



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Tuesday, January 26, 2010

BEST Picture for Ruby Tuesday*

Ok, after the highlight of the weekend with our extended Shabbaton, I was trying to figure out what to do for an encore, when I saw Batya's post on Ruby Tuesday, which originally was a Rolling Stones song but became a blogging theme to post something RED every Tuesday.

So I decided I would post my first ever Ruby Tuesday pic, of two of my beautiful granddaughters, the daughters of my eldest, Mrs. Baby K'tan who live in that sunny-some-other-state-but-not-mine-place.

This post now covers three subjects: 1) Ruby Tuesday, 2) Nablopomo, and 3) the January theme for Nablopomo, which is "Best." How about that for efficiency?

The photo was shot at our younger son's wedding two-and-a-half years ago, ironically not in the state where they live, but in that other one--a smaller one, area-wise (but much, much bigger in so many other ways), right outside of Jerusalem at Chavat Aviv. Are those flowers red, or what? (Are those girls gorgeous [bli ayin ra'ah], or what?!)




Funny, but that song Ruby Tuesday so reminds me of my carefree college days, when D.H. and I were still dating (we were married the year after it was released). And just for Ruby Tuesday, I put a red border around the video--cool, yes no?



*(nablopomo day#26)



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Monday, January 25, 2010

"The Getaway" (or: Back to the Salt Mines)*


I know, I know--the weekend had to end sometime. We extended it to this morning, but the jig was up: after having breakfast in the cabin, we packed up our stuff, loaded up the car, checked to make sure we had everything, threw out our trash, and for the last time, locked up the little cabin with the loft (called "The Getaway" - each cabin had a name), and left for the main lodge to say our goodbyes to our friend, the owner.

Here are some photos which I just uploaded to show you our cute little "Getaway" cabin (I must say that after living in that cabin for over three days and then returning to our townhome, it seemed mamash like a palace: huge, beautiful, and the downstairs bathroom even has a sink in it!)


On the left, the famous loft and ladder leading up to it. Looks easier than it is (rule #1: as in the army, you first have to be able to haul your own weight...)


On right, is the "living room" which consisted of the futon, two folding chairs, and a table built into the wall.

Yes, the bathroom had no bath. Also no sink.

The kitchen was very cute. The hot water urn is ours, which we brought for Shabbat.

The other bed in the loft, which I shot from my bed while I was lying in it (you couldn't stand up there).



Last but not least, the beam that was two inches away from my brain.
I miss that place. . .

(*nablopomo day#25)



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Sunday, January 24, 2010

Extending the Weekend (Don't Want to Leave!)*

It is so beautiful here, I don't want to leave. Found out there was an option to stay one more night, and I took the opportunity: told D.H. I want to stay. He was at first non-commital, but hey--he's not working, so it's not as if he has to be back early for work on Monday, so I convinced him.
We had anyway been planning to stay until later today, watching the game (D.H. is; I went hiking and am now blogging!) and barbequeing ( how do you spell that word?!), so we would have had to start the drive back in the dark, which I would prefer not to do if I could avoid it.

Besides, I've gotten used to the vertical ladder climb-up to the loft, and it's very cozy up there; it's the kind of bedroom I would have wanted as a child; so I really wanted to stay another night.

Getting ready to set up the food, so will finish up this update-post now.

*(Nablopomo day#24)



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Saturday, January 23, 2010

A Shabbaton in the Woods*

I wrote erev Shabbat (Friday, the 'eve' of Shabbat) briefly about the Shabbaton "weekend getaway" that we were going to in the woods of the southern end of the R---- mountains, and because of Nablopomo (darn that Nablopomo!) I must write now, motzei Shabbat (Saturday night).

The following is a short primer for those unfamiliar with our Sabbath laws, to explain why I don't blog on Shabbat. On the Sabbath ("Shabbat" in Hebrew), we are not permitted to do any work or conduct any business, among other proscriptions, such as not cooking, setting or changing settings of electrical appliances or using anything electric, except, for example, electric lights which were set before Shabbat, which we are allowed to benefit from (but not adjust) during this Holy day.

Shabbat is Holy, and dedicated to strengthening the connection between man and G-d. We are in effect, 'emulating' Ribono shel Olam (the Ruler of the Universe) in resting on the seventh day, just as G-d did after completion of the creation, according to the Torah. It is a physical-world reflection of "the world to come," as best as we can accomplish that here on Earth.

We try to make the day very spiritual, with additional prayers which are only said on Shabbat; it is filled with happiness, guests at the Shabbat table which hopefully is full of song--singing zemirot Shabbat--and a disconnection from the rest of the week. How wonderful it is, to be totally "free" - to not only not have to answer the phone or be a slave to your blackberry or read hundreds of emails, but we are actually forbidden from doing those things. Shabbat means to be free to worship and serve G-d, in joy and spirituality.

As a "fence" around the law, we are also not permitted to even pick up a pencil or a stray coin to put away, let alone use the coin to buy something or the pencil to write with; for these are mundane activities which we do every other day of the week and which are related to business transactions as well.

So obviously, today I couldn't post on my blog--a forbidden activity--until after sundown Saturday night and after the Havdalah ceremony which ends Shabbat, which is performed by reading, chanting or singing a special prayer, using wine, a braided candle and spices. Thus Shabbat is officially separated from the rest of the week.

Now it is night, and I'm in the 'computer room' in the main lodge, after havdalah, to post this.

There were two components to our Shabbaton: the physical, and the spiritual. The physical was a big surprise to us, so I'll start there: the owner of the campgrounds (a friend) put us in the smallest cabin, which is understandable because we are, at this point, only two people (the larger cabins and trailers were given to families with children). What I didn't anticipate (and what our friend didn't think of) was that this cabin is so small, it doesn't have a bedroom; it is a one-room log cabin (really--knotty pine, my favorite!), with a small "living" area which includes a futon, built-in-to-the-wall pine table which is bar-stool height, a small kitchen, and a bathroom with toilet and shower stall, and no sink (after using the facilities you have to wash your hands in the kitchen sink).
And there is a loft. Yes, I said "loft." A solid, vertical pine ladder with six rungs (like one on a bunk bed) was built into an upper section just under the eaves of the little cabin, which one had to climb up to crawl into a tiny area with a sloping roof--about 4 1/2 feet high, in which there were two low mattresses opposite each other on the floor. As you probably surmised by now, we are not spring chickens anymore (we're perpetually 39, like Jack Benny was. We have been 39 for years...); climbing a wooden ladder and bending down to get into a loft is something for twenty-five year olds, not a Saba and Savta!

After I panicked (how the heck will I get up there?), I took it as a challenge: this will be my 'basic training' (I can just see my commander daughter rolling her eyeballs right now), I said to myself. My TEST of YOUTH.

To make a long story longer--we both did it! I got up there (- I really gotta lose that weight) with effort, and slept on that mattress until 2:30 a.m., when my leg muscles started to spas--and I needed to be upright, but couldn't--because of the ceiling being below my head.

That was a bit of a scare, as I tried to scramble (I don't 'scramble 'very fast) down the ladder to straighten my leg. The ladder was what actually did it: it stopped the spasm! Therapy for my poor muscles: by the time I got down to ground level, my muscle had relaxed. Not taking any more chances, I opened the futon, and slept in the living room for the rest of the night.

But my kids should be proud of me: I met the challenge, and prevailed! I also took my "Shabbat nap" up in the loft, not the futon; I left that to D.H.

That's my story of the physical; what about the spiritual? Walking in the woods in my hiking shoes, looking at the clear sky and stars at night, breathing in the mountain air, and watching a family of deer--two does, a yearling, and two bucks with beautiful antlers right behind our cabin--was priceless, and really brought home the phrase "Mah Rabu Ma'asecha Hashem."**


*(nablopomo day#23)

**Mah Rabu Ma'asecha Hashem: how great are your wonders, Oh Lord



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Friday, January 22, 2010

A Shul Shabbaton

I've posted early this morning (well, 8:00 a.m. to me is early, these days) because D.H. and I are leaving to go on a two-and-a-half hour drive (yay! the open road!) to the woods near the next metropolis over for a small shul-community Shabbaton in the mountains.

The previous Shabbaton which we attended was two years ago, when our son, Nathaniel Blumenstein and his lovely wife Noodles visited here from Israel, and we had a wonderful time. I keep thinking, that is the only thing missing from this weekend: our children and their families. We are incomplete for the moment, but I'm sure I will enjoy myself there. A change of environment, especially going to "the country" as I called it as a child, will do me good (growing up in NYC, my heart lifted when we left the city and started to see green again: trees, grass--and also sky; guess you'd say I was a 'country girl' at heart.).
(No, our cabin is not going to look like this one. For one thing, there's no river. . .)

First we have to pack our own food, for seudah shelishit in the cabin, snacks, drinks, our maycham mayim* for Shabbat and a portable grill for a BBQ ("al ha-eish") on Sunday, as we are planning on staying for the football game: the men will watch the game, but I will maybe take a walk around the campground, and then read my book, "Start-Up Nation" (not a big football fan). After we're done packing we have to pick up all the containers with food for the Friday night seudah at the Rabbi's house, and one passenger with some luggage.

I have to remember to take my Israeli CDs with me so we can just breeze down the highway, listening to music that only I like (מורידים הילוך, שלמה גרוניך, וכו. ילדי לא אוהבים מה שאני אוהבת ), well, maybe D.H. won't mind some of it. . .

I will attempt to borrow a laptop motzai Shabbat and post for Saturday after Shabbat ends. I'm told there are desktops in the main lodge, so hopefully I won't miss a NaBloPoMo day (heaven forbid!).

Well, I have to sign off because of all the preparations we have to do this morning. I'm ahead of the game--already made the beds! Shabbat Shalom.

*maycham mayim: urn for hot water to have over Shabbat

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Chicken Little was Right*

Got a report yesterday (hat tip, D.H*) that a meteorite fell on a small medical office in Lorton, Virginia. What if, G-d forbid, it had hit a person, a moving car, or maybe an airplane in flight? Even a small one this size can be deadly. The sky is falling, literally.



*D.H.: Dear Hubby

*(nablopomo day#22)



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Thursday, January 21, 2010

Screwy U.S. Airline Security Measures-Ripe for Satire

Have I written about US airport security measures versus the Israeli ones before, such as maybe here, and here (does the sun come up every morning?)?

Well, unless you live under a rock, you know that it's happened again. A Kentucky bound US Airways Express flight was diverted to Philadelphia, because a 17-year old Jewish teen was, uh, praying on the plane while wearing his tefillin (called phylacteries in English) and a passenger reported him to the flight crew.
Well, but of course--Jews always hijack airplanes, shoot up soldiers and civilians at army bases while yelling Allahu Akbar and plant explosives in their underwear. Which is why this boy, traveling with his 16-year old sister from White Plains to Kentucky was suspect as a terrorist, right?

These American knee-jerk reactions (emphasis on "jerk") to perceived threats indicates that there is very little logic or reason behind these 'security measures,' but wait--here is an interview on Israeli's Latma TV (think Saturday Night Live) with an American responsible for flight security in the United States which explains everything (hat tip Atlas Shrugs). . .



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"Straight From the Horse's Mouth" - an IDF Soldier's Eyewitness Account*

This was posted on The Muqata, and I am cross-posting it here. It is an account of exactly what the Israelis are doing at their field hospital to help the injured Haitians. Did you know that the Israeli contingent has an ethics committee to evaluate difficult medical procedures and their outcomes? As I've stated and documented in previous posts such as this one, the IDF has one of the highest ethical standards in the world.

(This following was translated by Jameel from the original Hebrew letter sent by the IDF soldier in Haiti to his parents.)

The Delegation to Haiti - Sent by an IDF soldier in Haiti to his parents.

In the lifesaving IDF Medical Corps Delegation to Haiti which is housed in tents, doctors prevent disabilities. They administer aid to the sick, provide warmth, love, and a human touch. They love the wounded.

In the IDF Medical Corps Delegation to Haiti which is housed in tents located in the middle of a hell, every complex medical case has an ethics review board.

In the IDF Medical Corps Delegation to Haiti which is housed in tents, the chances of success are debated whether to amputate the entire leg of a child: the chances of a premature infant to survive while on a ventilator in a preemie unit in the tent.

In the IDF Medical Corps Delegation to Haiti which is housed in tents, there were no rods left to brace complex fractures. Each rod costs 5000 Euros. Money is not the problem. There simply isn't any. An emergency room nurse had an idea. She went with with Munitions NCO to take similar rods to a local metal shop where they made dozens of new rods. They continue to save lives.

In the IDF Medical Corps Delegation to Haiti which is housed in tents, there is a networked computer system for patient management and tracking. X-rays taken in the radiation tent are viewed on a digital viewing system in the orthopedic tent.

In the IDF Medical Corps Delegation which came from Israel in the Middle East to Haiti, there are American volunteer doctors. They have no other useful installation in which to work in. A doctor and nurse from Germany came. They heard this is best hospital in Haiti. An emergency room team from Colombia arrived with all their equipment and asked if they could set up next to us to be part of our hospital. England is the enlightened country in Europe, the one which has an academic boycott of Israel; twenty British doctors and nurses asked to work with us.

All these people, without exception, stand together at the morning formation at 7 AM in the flag square. The flag of Israel. The flag of a country which was established after the USA was already superpower. After the British left a land under their control. After Colombia was already an established country. After the Holocaust against the Jewish people.

In the IDF Medical Corps Delegation to Haiti which is housed in tents, the Russian delegation asked the Israeli "superpower" for medical equipment.

In the IDF Medical Corps Delegation to Haiti which is housed in tents, there are religious ZAKA volunteers. They deal with the severed limbs and bodies of the dead and wounded from Haiti. They do this because of their respect for the dead and their respect for the Haitian Creole speaker, voodoo worshiper in the Caribbean Sea at the edge of the Atlantic.

In the IDF Medical Corps Delegation to Haiti which is housed in tents, doctors ask permission to photograph the Haitian wounds, yet the Haitian patients do not understand why someone would ask such permission of them.

In the IDF Medical Corps Delegation to Haiti which is housed in tents, there is a shortage of plaster for casts. An innovative doctor spoke to a Haitian hospital nurse for help, but the hospital could not help. He was sent to an remote neighborhood between the fetid alleys to the Moroccan embassy in Haiti. There, he found a storeroom full of plaster which was brought back to the hospital. The Israeli doctor, by the way, is of Moroccan origin.

In the IDF Medical Corps Delegation to Haiti which is housed in tents, there is a delivery room. Babies are born there. Mothers are cared for. Babies that require aid are admitted to the preemie unit.

In the IDF Medical Corps Delegation to Haiti which is housed in tents, the badly wounded patients have plastic surgery operations.

In the IDF Medical Corps Delegation to Haiti which is housed in tents, the law of a patient's rights is observed. His right to privacy is respected. A patient's condition is explained to him in the Creole language via an interpreter.

In the IDF Medical Corps Delegation to Haiti which is housed in tents, there are equal rights among all. Equal rights in Haiti, which was a nation of slaves, where even today there exists a great social divide between the rich and the poorest of the world's poor.

The IDF Medical Corps Delegation to Haiti which is housed in tents is the embodiment of ultimate human ethics. Brotherhood at its best. The epitome of the verse from the Biblical portion of Kedoshim, "Love your neighbor as yourself."
(To see the original letter in Hebrew, please go to The Muqata Blog.)

*(nablopomo day#21)



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Wednesday, January 20, 2010

NBC Nightly News Features Israeli Field Hospital

This needs no words. It speaks for itself (hat tip Arlene From Israel).

Visit msnbc.com for breaking news, world news, and news about the economy



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More on Israeli Efficiency and Chesed*

By now most of you have probably seen or heard of the full-functioning, efficient Israeli field hospital run by the IDF in Haiti, leaving the other nations which sent rescue teams (including the United States's) behind in the dust.

I first saw the video below on A Soldier's Mother and Arlene From Israel. It is now all over the blogosphere (especially the JBlogosphere), but I am reproducing it here specifically for my readers, many of whom are not that familiar with Jewish blogging or blogging in general.

It is a sight to see: CNN, no lover of Israel, praising her for speedily setting up a full-functioning, efficient hospital capable of medical imaging and surgery.
What's in it for Israel, you might ask? First of all, would you ask that of the United States in its humanitarian efforts? All countries should be held by the same standard. However, if that question were asked, hypothetically, the answer would be: what's "in it" for Israel is doing good and saving lives. This willingness to speedily do good we call in Hebrew "zerizut."*

I am reproducing a portion of Arlene's post on this subject. Visit her site for an update--there is even more news about the Israeli hospital. Read her words, and then view the incredible video clip below.

I had also written yesterday that I had it from a reliable source, but could not absolutely confirm, that Israel was the only nation that had a field hospital in Haiti. Almost correct, but not quite. There apparently are some other hospitals set up, but they are meager facilities. (Improvement is expected, but up to this point, the US showing is pathetic; it's appropriate to ask why.)
Israel's hospital was the first, and is the largest; most significantly, it is the only one equipped with proper surgical facilities and life-saving equipment. It's a serious place. Dying patients from other places are being transferred to the Israeli hospital. Additional medical staff and supplies are on their way to Haiti from Israel today.
See the video clip below from CNN. Can you believe? CNN praising Israel! We have to be damn good to receive such accolades. I would recommend simply sharing this clip with others. It says it all.




*chesed: lovingkindness/also the root of the word "chassidic" or "hassidic," which also means fervent piousness and devotion.
*zerizut: alacrity

*(nablopomo day#20)



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Tuesday, January 19, 2010

Ruminations (nablopomo day#19)

I must be living inside a box.  I didn't know there was such a thing as an "expatriate directory" for former Americans (or anybody, from anywhere) who left their country and are living in foreign lands.  Maybe I should let my kids know about this, if they don't already.  

Moving to another country is a momentous change.  I can only speak for myself here, but even though as a Jew, one moves to Israel to return to the Jewish Homeland of the Torah (Bible), to a country where your Jewish history unfolded and where Jewish holidays are national holidays, there is still a connection with (and sometimes a nostalgia for) the country in which you were raised and in which you have spent the formative years of your life.

You can't help comparing-and-contrasting the two countries.  It's a natural reaction.  You immediately see the differences, positive and negative.  And then, when you return to the original country for a visit, you experience culture shock.*  And then, when you return to your chosen country, inevitably you experience it again--this time in your new country.  (No matter what decision you make, you just can never win, can you. . . )


(*as seen here.)


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Monday, January 18, 2010

Baby Born in Israeli Field Hospital is named "Israel"

This has been all over the news: Israeli doctor delivered a healthy baby to a Haitian woman in the Israeli field hospital which was the first to be set up in Port-au-Prince. In gratitude to the Israeli doctor, the woman named her child "Israel."



I wonder how many know about Israel's humanitarian missions sent to other disaster areas? Often the rescuers have to disguise their Jewishness or the fact that they are from Israel, because of the prevalence of antisemitism in those areas, including the possibility that they would be denied access to help.



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Coffee and Poetry (nablopomo day#18)

This morning I did something wonderful, that I rarely, if ever do: go out with friends for coffee and shmoozing. Today I was invited out by a friend to Starbuck's for a coffee-and-Yiddish-and-Hebrew-Poetry-reading-and-explicating-treat. Does that sound boring to you? It might, to some, but not to me. Although these days I rarely read poetry, which I love (and on which I grew up). I used to read, and even dabbled a little in poetry writing (my poems weren't very good).

My father (alav hashalom*) was a Hebrew scholar, teacher and poet, and published one thin little book of poetry, after having published many poems and articles in Hebrew newspapers and literary magazines (many now defunct) such as Ma'ariv, Bitzaron, and Niv (the latter which he founded many years ago) . He also translated poetry by the American and British masters to Hebrew, as well as Shakespeare's Measure for Measure (מידה במידה ).

My friend (-mefuzeret le-gamrei*, somewhat like me--but a wonderful person and a great intellectual with a Ph.D.) forgot her Yiddish poetry book and brought her English translations of the poetry in error; but I brought my father's book, and so we read Hebrew poetry, originals and also his translations of some of the great American poets, such as Robert Frost, Edward Arlington Robinson, etc.

We discussed the beauty of the words, so true to the originals--and the meter as well. It brought back fond memories of the literary and intellectual evenings I remember from my childhood, when I was growing up in my parents' literary house. We used to have soirees, where poets, writers, artists came over and discussed Great Art and Literature, in English, Yiddish and Hebrew--just as in the old days of those socialist evenings in Europe.

I miss those days. My friend and I decided that we are going to try to meet weekly and continue the poetry readings. At least, that is something. . .


*alav hashalom: may he rest in peace
*mefuzeret le-gamrei: totally disorganized



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Sunday, January 17, 2010

"With Great Pride" (Can't think of a better title)

I wrote about Israel's rescue efforts in Haiti here, but Arlene Kushner expands upon it in her post "With Great Pride" (scroll down to her January 17th post). As Arlene mentions, this might be a 'first' for the Haitians, to see Israeli Jews helping people in need, not because they are "Jewish" and in need, but because they are. . . human beings, and because their G-d--my G-d--to whom we pray, commands us to do so. (Remember, folks, to compare and contrast. . . ).

Go view a video of the Israeli rescue team at work here. This is the best kind of PR Israel can do to market itself in the Third World (and perhaps in the First World, as well): showing how the Jewish Nation is supposed to live, and what a Jew is supposed to be.

Did I mention before that I am proud to be a Jew? Oh. Well, I'm saying it again.



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Fact, or Fiction?*

I wrote previously about the foolish and inadequate security measures here in the United States, and how they compare with the rational and effective Israeli measures in public places and at airports.

So you can imagine how I felt when I recently received an email (originally circulated in 2007) from a friend about Juval Aviv, a "former Mossad agent" who supposedly advised the U.S. government on security measures. He also investigated the Lockerbie bombing for Pan Am, and produced a report describing a complicated Middle-East-to-U.S. heroin smuggling operation which involved connections to Hezbollah and hostages from the West.

Problem is, Mr. Aviv's past is not so verifiable. What he claims is his past profession as a secret Israeli agent seems to have been refuted by the Israeli government: was he a security agent, or merely an airport gate guard?

Snopes (updated today) questions his legitimacy and states that his claims of having predicted terrorist attacks in the U.K. and U.S. are false.

Some of his security measure ideas sound good, though; read them on Truth or Fiction.

Since this was circulating again in 2009, it once again brings up the question of whether this man is legitimate, or just a terrific con artist who parlayed his story into a career as a TV and cult "security" personality?

Here is a Fox News interview with Mr. Aviv after the Glascow airport attack in 2007:




Let the reader decide. . .

(*Nablopomo day #17)



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Haveil Havalim #252 is UP*

Calling all JBloggers (and non, too) to the latest edition of Haveil Havalim, the Jewish Blog Carnival #252 (I think that's the right number; Jack didn't say. . .) right there at the-year-of-Jack's Random Thoughts.

Read, ruminate, and rejoice.

(*I could use this post as a nablopomo entry, but that would be. . .cheating.)



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Saturday, January 16, 2010

Shavua Tov (Nablopomo day#16)

Hodesh tov, everyone. Just finished a great Shabbat Rosh Hodesh (I can't believe it's Shevat already. . .intimations of sh'kediyot and spring. . .) with moving tefilot--I love singing the Hallel (to myself, in shul)--and a cholent kiddush which actually was a seudah in honor of the yahrtzeit of the Rav's father, a"h, but since we had already planned our seudah at home, we just partook of the kiddush as a kiddush.

We just returned home (well, an hour or so ago) from a very interesting melaveh malkah with a special speaker--a Jewish cop from Las Vegas--who spoke on the topic, "You Have the Right to Remain Jewish." He discovered his Judaism while he was on the force, and fought to be an observant Jew while being an undercover police officer on the vice squad (that was one of the most interesting stories) and other departments.

Because of all the activities, I didn't have a chance to post until now--it's before midnight here and still Day #16--so I'm covered for Nablopomo (I'll worry about tomorrow, tomorrow!)



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Friday, January 15, 2010

Weight Watchers: Watch your Weight More Carefully. . .

Did you hear about the floor collapsing under the Weight Watchers during weigh in? Maybe they weren't eating small enough portions?




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The Taliban: Black Sheep of the Family?*

Are the Taliban of Jewish descent? According to research now being funded by Israel, the Afridi Pathans in India, Pakistan and Afghanistan may be descendant from the Israelite tribe of Ephraim:

According to experts, Israel’s decision to facilitate the research could also be because of the theory supported by many that Afghanistan’s Pashtun fighters, the community from which the Taliban draw their strength, are descendants of Afridi Pathans.


Just what we need. Welcome the evil in-laws (they say your worst enemy comes from within you, but this is. . .mugzam kvar**).


(please pardon the bad language; generally it's not my style, but this was priceless.)

*(Nablopomo Day #15)

**mugzam kvar: lit., "exaggerated already;" in the vernacular: over the top already!

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Thursday, January 14, 2010

Israel Sends Emergency Aid Team to Haiti

Israel's Magen David Adom is taking part in the international rescue mission and helping the IDF send a 220-man paramedics team to help the Haitians recover from the devastating 7.0 on-the-richter-scale-earthquake which hit and all but destroyed Port-au-Prince, its capital and killing an expected tens-of-thousands.

The team includes dogs from the Israeli Oketz Dog Unit who are trained to find people buried under rubble.


We have a philosophy that "saving one life is like saving the world." I am proud to be a Jew.



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Israel is Not the Problem- (Guess Who Is?)*

I remember reading about the mosque that was vandalized in Judea (the so-called "West Bank"), and how a Jewish delegation including a chief rabbi came to the village where the mosque was, to deliver copies of the Kor'an in replacement of those destroyed and express outrage at at "this wretched act of burning a place holy to the Muslim people." He was pelted with rocks as he left the village.

I was filled with pride that an Israeli group came to show empathy and condemn the act, even though, IMHO they do not deserve it. The Jews have been persecuted on and off for thousands of years at the hands of almost every country they lived in while in the diaspora. We have experienced pogroms with hundreds of our people raped and murdered in Eastern Europe by peasants fired up by the Catholic Church (think Poland in the 19th century), our synagogues have been vandalized, firebombed and our holy books destroyed countless times, by everyone--Christians and Nazis and Muslems, all in unprovoked attacks.

But when a fringe group (if that's who it was; I haven't read that they found the perpetrators, to know who they are) does a similar act, our response is one that shows a civilized humanity, a desire to live in peace and respect others. You'd think they'd want to take advantage of this and start a new path to mutual understanding? Wrong. The Arab response to that gesture was pelting Rabbi Yona Metzger with rocks. Ingrates. Good will is wasted on them. They do not understand it, nor do they care to.

In addition, they do not reciprocate in kind. Rabbi Avi Shafran points out (hat tip Daled Amos) that the Palestinian Authority response to Rabbi Meir Chai's murder--the teacher and father of seven who was shot and killed while driving on the highway--was to honor the murderers with 'holy martyr' status:

. . . Although the group taking “credit” for the murder claimed affiliation with the Aksa Martyrs Brigades, a group connected to Palestinian Authority President Mahmoud Abbas’ Fatah party, the Palestinian leader did not extend condolences to the murdered man’s family. He didn’t care, for that matter, to disassociate Fatah from the murder.

What he did do, however, was immediately speak up when the Shin Bet, Israel’s highly regarded security agency, identified Rabbi Chai’s killers and killed three of them – one because intelligence information indicated he was armed, the other two because they refused to surrender. (A fourth suspect was taken into custody.) Mr. Abbas declared the three deceased militants “shahids,” or holy martyrs, and sent Palestinian Authority Prime Minister Salam Fayyad to pay condolence visits to their families.
I don't know why it is so obvious to me, but others are totally oblivious to the fact that the behavior of the Arabs is not equal to that of the Israelis. Where, here, do we see a 'partner for peace?' I sure don't (emphasis mine):

. . .As my respected collegue Agudath Israel executive vice president Rabbi David Zwiebel recently wrote to Secretary of State Clinton, “There is something deeply wrong here.”

Rabbi Zwiebel went on to point out that United States aid to the Palestinians is conditioned on, among other things, the Palestinian government’s renouncing violence.

Prime Minister Abbas’ silence at the murder of Rabbi Chai by a group claiming affiliation with the military arm of Fatah – not to mention his reaction to the killing of three of Rabbi Chai’s murderers – would seem, Rabbi Zwiebel asserted, grounds for the United States to reconsider whether the Palestinian government satisfies this criterion.
This is almost laughable, it is so insane to even ask such a question: does the 'Palestinian government satisfy this criterion?' Can an elephant fly?

Comparing the reactions of the two sides, it is obvious to anyone who is not afraid to say that the emperor has no clothes that it does not seem evident that the Palestinians care about making peace with the Israelis at all: they not only have not renounced violence, but they elevate their murderers to 'honor' status.

I wrote in a previous post about Rav Meir Chai's son Eliyahu eulogizing his father at the funeral, and saying that his father wanted Jews to learn Torah, and that we should not take revenge. At the funeral of the three Arab murderers, this is what ensued:

A few days later, the funeral for the rabbi’s alleged murderers took place, attended by an assortment of Palestinian Authority officials. Speaker after speaker called for retaliation and promised to avenge the terrorists’ deaths.
A statement from Aksa Martyrs Brigades promised the same. “The enemy,” it read in part, “won't see anything from us besides the language of blood and fire.”
I'm a great believer in Occam's Razor: the simplest explanation of a phenomenon is the best one:

If it walks like a duck and talks like a duck, then it's probably a duck. If it praises violence and killing Jews, refuses to recognize Israel's existence and makes shahids out of cowardly murderers, then it's probably not a people who are any kind of "partner for peace."

*(Nablopomo day #14)



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Wednesday, January 13, 2010

This is Getting Harder (Nablopomo, day #13)

There are still plenty of topics and subjects to write about, politically and culturally speaking, but I think I am experiencing TMI - 'too much information.' Have you ever had that problem? I've just spent the last several hours reading the Opinion and Op-Ed pages in the Wall Street Journal as well as different articles on the web (what they used to call 'surfing the 'net), and there are so many which interest me, that I can't make a decision as to what to write about!

Let me give you an example or two. I couldn't decide whether to write about

1) Jews and Israel sending aid to the stricken Island of Haiti after the 7.0 earthquake which devastated it yesterday; does the world have a clue how much that little country of Israel--herself besieged and surrounded by enemies--does in sending disaster relief all over the world? Read about it also here.

Or:

2) Jewish woman flees to freedom with her four children from Gaza; does anyone have any idea what kind of duplicity is used by these Arabs to fool Jewish girls into marrying them, and what abuse and control they suffer in their authoritarian marriages?

Or of course, the really important stuff, like:

3) Voting for me, "@LadyLight," on the Twitter-user "Shorty Awards"----in the #other category (-because they don't have a "writing" one yet) and saying why ("'cause she sure can write?")

And, last but not least:

4) The Voca People have a new media clip, here (and they don't even pay me for this).

So that's it; couldn't decide what to write about. So I didn't.



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Tuesday, January 12, 2010

Dressing to Greet the King?* (*Nablopomo Day#12)

I just read a guest post by E. Fink on DovBear about Black Hats (capitals intended) being like kugel. He says (as he states, partially tongue-and-cheekly) that it, like kugel, is a social phenomenon, not a religious one.

I tend to agree, and although I am not going in depth (with links and hours of research) into this here, I do want to say something about it. A Black Hat (and shtreimel for that matter) or kapote or bekishe is more reminiscent of 17th century Polish dress (and Jewish dress at that time) which means it is cultural in nature. Just as we in the twenty-first century in the West dress (men, specifically) in pants and shirt/jacket, most men in that era wore long coats (often over knickers, long socks and blousy shirts which some Hassidic sects wear today) and warm hats, appropriate for the cold climate of Eastern Europe, but not so for their Sephardic and transplanted Ashkenazic brethren in the Middle East.

Somehow or other, Hassidic sects fixated on a cultural dress of two-hundred years ago in Eastern Europe, where Hassidism was born, but the mode of dress never evolved.

This type of dress has also developed a 'religious significance' over the years. The explanation which I have heard is that 'we don our jackets and our hats (or our kapotes or bekishes) before saying kiddush (or benching or davening--fill in the blank) out of respect for our King.'
The implication is that if you don't, you are 1) not respectful, or 2) not religious. If nothing else, one is made to feel--intentionally or not--embarrassed at 'not doing it right.'

Is this telling me that the Israelis, who might be wearing a short-sleeved shirt and sandals when in shul or saying kiddush at home are not respectful or religious?

In essence, it boils down to this: how one dresses is really a cultural phenomenon; in cold climates, dark colors, long coats and fur hats are worn. In hot climates such as in Israel, light colors or white, short sleeves (and sometimes pants as well) are more appropriate, and should be worn.

That's it! It's logical. And what the black-hatters-and-bekishe-wearers are doing in the Israeli boiling-hot summers, is not.





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Monday, January 11, 2010

Torah and a Trade: Better for Haredim*

There seems to be a serious problem in the U.S. and Israel with the Haredim (translated as"ultra-Orthodox" by some) being forced--by their own standards--to pay for extravagant weddings for their children which they can't afford. Some fathers of marriageable daughters have considered selling an organ in order to pay for their daughter's wedding! In addition, their children are also not encouraged to learn a trade and earn a living, but rather study Torah--exclusively--and they end up living in poverty. When their children are at marriageable age, the cycle repeats again.

The fact is that not everyone is cut-out for full-time Torah learning. In Eastern Europe, most boys learned a trade, and continued learning Torah, if they were so inclined. Learning was and still is greatly respected; only the geniuses and those who exhibited great promise were supported by people in the community in order to learn. Not everyone is a Torah genius, an ilui. Most people are average (that's why it's called 'average!') and they would benefit from working full-time and learning part-time.

The community in which I live is mixed: Haredi, modern Orthodox, Yeshivish Agudah and Hassidic, and that problem is not so prevalent here (to my knowledge, at least.) Our Chabad rabbi's daughters all married Hassidim with professions or businesses, so they don't fall into that category.

I think it's time that Haredim, for their own benefit, started following the precept written in Pirkei Avot (Ethics of the Fathers), יפה תלמוד תורה עם דרך ארץ , which loosely translated means that learning Torah should go hand in hand with 'the way of the land,' which means work, labor.

Rabbi Levi Brackman says it very well in his article on this problem, here. It would be wise for the Ultra-Orthodox to heed what he says.

(*Nablopomo day#11)



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Sunday, January 10, 2010

BEST Made-Up Family Word EVER (nablopomo day#10)

Okay, so we had a discussion on Our Shiputzim on the word "fadicha," which is Israeli slang meaning approximately a 'mess-up,' or 'awkward or embarrassing moment,' or a 'lousy complication,' etc.

So some years ago, around 2005, when I heard my sons using this word, I thought it was funny, and decided to be a cool Savta and use it. Only when the time came to use it, I had forgotten it. What I remembered was a parallel universe's approximation of it: "fachula."

AFTER my kids picked themselves up off the floor laughing ("ROTFLOL" just doesn't cut it here), I used it again just for laughs (my kids' laughter makes me happy), and it stuck--and became a Family Joke.

So now, everyone knows that a fachula is a fadicha in Afula.



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Haveil Havalim #251--'Nuff Said!

Go for it here. And as Yisrael Medad says, "shkoyach!" (I just love the corruption of that word).



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Saturday, January 09, 2010

BEST* and Biggest: Israel Wins Humous World Record

Now here's a good way for Israelis and Arabs to compete and have good, clean tasty fun in the process: The BIGGEST HUMOUS contest. The town of Abu Ghosh just outside of Jerusalem which we passed through daily when driving to visit our sons where they used to live, just won the Guiness Book of World Records contest and beat out Lebanon for the largest serving of humous ever.

(Maybe the path to peace is through the. . . stomach?)



(Benji must be in seventh heaven.)

(*nablopomo day#9)



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Friday, January 08, 2010

Israel Inventive with New Security Devices

Recently I wrote that the United States should consider Israelifying its airports with regard to security measures which are much more sophisticated and logical in Israel; and way-back-when in the summer of '09 I wrote about Israel in the forefront of technological advances (yes, the Dept. of Redundancy Dept. is very active these days).

It seems that Israel has done it again, and invented a "Mind-Reading security system" developed by WeCU Technologies, Ltd.--more scientifically called an Intent Detection System--for screening passengers at airports, as well as something called MagShoe, a device which scans shoes for weapons while they are still on people's feet, developed by IDO Security.



If the U.S. would recharge its R & D in the private sector, maybe we could develop new technological devices as well, and in the process create more jobs and improve the economy.

In the meantime, we should be grateful we have an ally like Israel in the Middle East, and take advantage of her intelligence and know-how.

In addition, we should thank her accordingly, by changing our entire policy on the Middle East to reflect the truth: that Israel is our strongest ally against Islamist terrorism on our soil.



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The BEST Inspiration for Living (nablopomo day#8)

Here is a musical young man whom everyone should see and take inspiration from.  (Hat tip to my friend George; if not for him, I never would have seen this.)  

There are many layers to life; what we may consider a handicap may turn out to be Hashem's blessing, in unfathomable ways. . .




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Thursday, January 07, 2010

PALIs Want Peace? Not Really. (nablopomo day#7)

The Dept. of Redundancy Dept. (see sidebar) strikes again! It is my view that since The Big Lie is being shouted from the rooftops daily--you can never repeat a TRUTH too often. Here's one; actually, two (which I've posted about before, several times):

1) The Palestinians are not really interested in a state of their own.

2) The Palestinians are not really interested in. . . PEACE!


The reason for the truth in #1 should be obvious just by looking at history, especially recent history, and facing those facts without any political correctness: the Palestinians have had ample time to begin setting up an infrastructure for a state, but instead they have continued to pursue their ultimate goal of destroying Israel through their education, politics and incitement of their people against her.

Arlene Kushner wrote an excellent article explaining this back in April 2009, showing that the Palestinians have concentrated on blaming Israel for their situation and praising martyrdom for Jihad. Elementary school students are still taught that to be a 'hero' is to give up your life in killing Israelis, and there are still TV programs aimed at preschoolers which vilify Israelis and commend growing up to murder them and die in the process (yes, I said preschoolers--read this article on The Investigative Project on Terrorism (IPT) and view the frightening video).


And in 2005 they were handed Gaza on a silver platter and instead of beginning to build a state (which could have been a shining example to the "West Bank" Arabs), they promptly began destroying what the Israelis left them (including desecrating and destroying the synagogues which were left) and strengthening Hamas.

So one would think, ok, maybe they aren't necessarily ready for a state right away, but for certain they want (see #2 above) peace, right? Wrong.

An Israel Today article states that the Israel Foreign Ministry has taken great pains to show that every peace effort on the part of Israel has still been met with complaints and more demands (similar to Barak's offering of concessions to Arafat at Camp David 2000, which were rejected).

Many Israelis have pointed out for years that while Israel has given much in the name of peace over the past decade, the Palestinians have failed to truly fulfill even one of their primary obligations.

When the land-for-peace process picked up speed in 1993, then-Palestinian leader Yasser Arafat admitted that it was nothing more than a new strategy to destroy Israel. Foreign powers ignored Arafat at the time, but the Palestinians' actions have shown he spoke the truth.

The Palestinian Arabs' unwillingness to live in peaceful coexistence with Israel is evidenced in regular polls that show widespread support for terrorist attacks against Israelis, as well as the success of the Hamas terrorist organization in municipal and national elections over the past few years.

If the Palis really wanted peace, they would have jumped at the chance years ago; instead, they are showing by their actions that it is just not their priority. Maybe, just maybe--if it walks like a duck and quacks like a duck, it's--a duck? (ya think?)



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Wednesday, January 06, 2010

Thank You Loyal Readers!

To Ashdod, Tel-Aviv, Haifa, Denver, Dulles, Virginia and Clifton, New Jersey--thank you for reading my blog!!
(that's all I wanted to say.) 

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Time for the Biblical Approach...(nablopomo day#6)

Sometimes I get writer's block and can't think of a thing to write about, but not this week. There are so many topics which interest me and some which enrage me. Among the latter is the continuing saga of the "Arab-Israeli Conflict," which to me is a misnomer; it is really (and always has been) an Arab conflict against the Jews, whom they do not want in what they think of as 'their' territory.

Apropos this, in December a delegation of the RCP (the Rabbinical Council for Peace) met with the U.S. Ambassador to Israel, James Cunningham, and presented a petition for the United States to "reassess it's entire policy towards the Palestinians and Israelis." They said that, in light of the poor results of every so-called "peace plan" proposed and implemented over the years, it was time to try the "Biblical Approach" to the dispute over the land of Israel.

"The past 17 years have proven without a shadow of a doubt that every square inch ceded by Israel to the Palestinians was transformed into a platform of hatred and terrorism," RCP Director Rabbi Avrohom Shmuel Lewin told the ambassador. "In other words, the 'land for peace' formula in the Israel-Palestinian context, besides being a formula that goes against the Divine will, is ineffective, obsolete, and an exercise in futility. Most of all it is a dangerous policy that only leads to bloodshed and instability in the region and harms vital American interests in the region as well," Lewin said.
After territorial withdrawals and building freezes and conciliatory efforts on Israel's part, they have continued to receive only the equivalent of a slap in the face by the Arabs. There are still stabbings of civilians and rock throwing at buses and cars and rockets launched at cities, in short--Israel has only continued to suffer as a result of her efforts. Land for peace never worked, and doesn't work. And why is that? Because the Arabs don't really want a "Palestinian" state of their own. They just, plain and simple, don't want the Jews there, period.

Albert Einstein supposedly once said that "Insanity is doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results." What part of that expression does Obama (and the rest of the world) not understand?



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Tuesday, January 05, 2010

I Trust 'em as Far as I Can Throw 'em (NaBloPoMo Day #5)

I just read an article on Haaretz about the three militants murderers of Rabbi Meir Chai who were killed during their 'capture.' I am satisfied that the IDF did the right thing. And I am at pains here to explain why. The Haaretz report states that

An evaluation of the testimonies of family members and the IDF officers suggests that this was not an operation to assassinate. However, the three, Adnan Subuh, Raad Sarkaji and Ghassan Abu Shreikh, were killed by the soldiers, even though two of them were not armed, and it does not even appear that they were trying to escape - a fact that the IDF does not dispute.
Family members of the dead are alleging that the three were executed, and say that the Israeli claims that the three were involved in the killing of Rabbi Hai, 32 hours prior to the incident, are lies. The weapon that the security establishment in Israel says were used to kill the rabbi was found in the home of the third wanted man, Subuh. A ballistic examination proved it was the weapon.
The Israeli soldiers who went in to capture the suspects were intending to bring them in alive, but they shot two of them dead instead (for which I thank them). How did that come to be?

Now, here is where the story differs, depending on whom you ask: the Arabs, or the IDF. I believe the IDF, and here is why.
There is a long history of Arab leaders and the Arab Press fabricating stories, embellishing them and even denying history in order to suit their purposes. This is not a recent phenomenon but rather part and parcel of the Arab psyche.

According to MEMRI, Abd Al-Rahman Al-Rashed, the Arab editor-in-chief of the London-based Saudi Daily Al-Sharq Al-Awsat even admitted to this in his series of articles after the Six-Day War in 1967. In an article entitled 'Slow Down, Media of 1967,' he wrote (all emphases mine):

"…The war in Iraq may last several years… and may be a lightning war… and end in 45 days. Fighting is the duty of military people, while the duty of the media is not to be dragged into the trenches of the war itself… This is true with regard to respectable journalism."

"But when we examine the Arab media, [we find] that little has changed since the previous century. It seems as if today's wars are no different than those of forty years ago. At that time, the Arab media jumped ahead of the Arab armies by making false predictions. They assumed that publishing a headline about downing 100 Israeli warplanes in the war of 1967 would build self-confidence and may even come true in the future. However, those who doze off and wake up in front of Arab TV will not forgive the [Arab] media [for] its lies when the smoke clears up and the truth is seen in full."

Lying is endemic to the Arab psyche. The freedom fighter, statesman and author, Samuel Katz, in his excellent book Battleground: Fact and Fantasy in Palestine illustrated this phenomenon beautifully with a story (paraphrased):
Once there was an Arab who was trying to take a nap in the hot afternoon, but there were children playing noisily in the courtyard below his window and he couldn't sleep. So he got an idea, went out on the balcony and called to them, saying: "children, why are you playing in the courtyard? Don't you know they are giving away free figs in the marketplace?" The children stopped playing, and all began running to the marketplace. The Arab chuckled to himself and went back to his nap. He was just dozing off when he sat up suddenly and said out loud to himself: "You idiot! They are giving away free figs in the marketplace, and you are taking a nap?!"
The Arab in the story above lied to achieve his purposes, but the clincher is that he began to believe his own lie. Ehud Barak, former Prime Minister of Israel and current Minister of Defense in the Netanyahu government said this in an interview (as reported by The Guardian in 2002):

"Palestinians have no compunction about telling lies and see truth as irrelevant, the former Israeli prime minister Ehud Barak has claimed in an interview..

"They are products of a culture in which to tell a lie... creates no dissonance," Mr Barak says. "They don't suffer from the problem of telling lies that exists in Judaeo-Christian culture."

"Truth is seen as an irrelevant category," he says."There is only that which serves your purpose and that which doesn't. They see themselves as emissaries of a national movement for whom everything is permissible. There is no such thing as 'the truth'."

And in a comment on Daniel Pipes from someone who claims to know Arabs personally:

". . .My old Arabic teacher, a Syrian-born professor at one America's largest state universities, told us repeatedly that lying is endemic to Arab culture. He said it is seen as a necessary evil, not only to save people's feelings but in order to save face, and that it is done habitually--so much, in fact, that there is little, if any, conscience about it.

I have found this to be true in my experience, with both Christian and Muslim Arabs with whom I still have close bonds of friendship. I have one Palestinian Christian friend in the West Bank who has told me the same thing, in different words, and who often lies himself without apparently even realizing it! It pains me to see this and pains me more to say it, but I think what my professor told us is true.

And of course, winning debates/arguments largely involves saving face. They just don't seem to realize it's a Phyrric victory, if it's a victory at all."

We see from these many diverse reports, that Arab culture embodies a certain view of the world and of life, one which is very different from our Western view.

It is also thus with the telling of The Big Lie, a phrase coined by Hitler and used against the Jews, but which the United States Office of Strategic Services, the predecessor of the CIA, used to describe his own psychological profile:
"His primary rules were: never allow the public to cool off; never admit a fault or wrong; never concede that there may be some good in your enemy; never leave room for alternatives; never accept blame; concentrate on one enemy at a time and blame him for everything that goes wrong; people will believe a big lie sooner than a little one; and if you repeat it frequently enough people will sooner or later believe it."
This can be applied to the Arabs as well, in their telling of their Big Lie: that the Palestinians Arabs have a legitimate claim to the Land which is Israel. Which they don't*:
"The Palestinian people does not exist. The creation of a Palestinian state is only a means for continuing our struggle against the state of Israel for our Arab unity. In reality today there is no difference between Jordanians, Palestinians, Syrians and Lebanese. Only for political and tactical reasons do we speak today about the existence of a Palestinian people, since Arab national interests demand that we posit the existence of a distinct 'Palestinian people' to oppose Zionism.

"For tactical reasons, Jordan, which is a sovereign state with defined borders, cannot raise claims to Haifa and Jaffa. While as a Palestinian, I can undoubtedly demand Haifa, Jaffa, Beer-Sheva and Jerusalem. However, the moment we reclaim our right to all of Palestine, we will not wait even a minute to unite Palestine and Jordan." (PLO executive committee member Zahir Muhsein, March 31, 1977, interview with the Dutch newspaper Trouw.)

(*as seen on Lewis Loflin's site)

So back to our story of the dead murderers of Rabbi Meir Chai. In the Abu Shreikh home where the first terrorist was killed, the murderer's mother claimed that the Israeli soldiers 'beat her [other] son and his wife and children' and asked them where Ghassan [the murderer] was.'

The IDF version is this:
"the brother came down first. He came slowly, as he had been told to do, and turned before the soldier in order to show that he had nothing under his shirt. The rest of the family did the same except for the wanted man. After a few minutes delay, two stun grenades were thrown in, and the wanted man came out running down the stairs. The soldiers called out in Arabic for him to stop but he continued running. When he came within 2.5 meters away from one of the soldiers, there was no choice but to shoot him."
In the second house, the terrorist's wife claimed that the Israelis began shooting before saying a thing; that seven soldiers came in, one walked up to him [the terrorist] and "shot him a few times." The Israeli version is this:
"The wanted man came out of the room and realized that it was the army, and rushed back inside," an officer who was on the scene says. "The force commander called to his soldiers to make sure he did not have a weapon. Several minutes later he came out again, behind his wife. His hands were hidden. The soldiers called out to him repeatedly, in Arabic, to lift his hands, and he did not do so. There was little choice. The threat to the soldiers was just too great."
Knowing the high level of humanitarianism and ethics in the Israeli army--it is one of the most ethical armies in the world--and knowing the Arab mentality--I know whom I believe.

Do you?



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