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Dana asked me yesterday to explain the mess of the Middle East – a subject that needs at least three volumes of 2 columns of text – one side for the arabs and one side for the jews.  With the British text as a transparent overlay over each page.  

Start with this: The Turks were in control for hundreds of years from 1516 the Ottoman Turks invaded for over 400 years until 1918.  The British won over them because they promised the land to the Arabs if they helped them, and the same thing to the Jews.  Of course they didn’t tell the Arabs and the Jews about their impossible promises.  

Then the British tried to control this country – by outrageous punishments to the Arabs, and by making immigration almost impossible.  My parents, for example, twice tried to get away from an increasingly dangerous Europe and were twice turned back.  The second time was in August of 1939 when Hitler was putting the final touches on his invasion of Poland.  I am sure that hundreds of thousands of lives would be saved from the crematoriums had they been allowed sanctuary.  

To be fair, the British tried to keep the Jews and Arabs apart, but just to keep their job an easy one.  There was no real plan.  In fact the White Paper in 1922 promised a Jewish Homeland again but also kept Jews from immigrating.

Palestine was British and the Jews were supposed to have a homeland.  

This was reiterated with the acceptance of a Jewish State by the UN in 1948, when a few hundred throusand refugees from the camps showed up and were accomodated in tents and shacks.

This understandably annoyed the Arabs (those who had not fled or been chased out or killed in the war of 1948) and those who remained were not very neighborly.  Because of the shootings and killings they were confined to their villages and suffered greatly from poverty, lack of proper education, and general discrimination.  

I’m going to skip over all the other wars with the other countries, the fact that we won a lot of territory in the six day war, and all that – but only because you can get that stuff anywhere.

Lets move to the past year.  Or at least the past few years in Gaza.  Somehow we believed a dream that if the people of Gaza were financially comfortable, and their medical needs were ameliorated, we could come close to a kind of friendship where we could communicate and determine a kind of peace.  

So even though there were clear warnings that all the money being pumped into Gaza was diverted to tunnels and weapons, that all the children were being taught war tactics and hate, we could pay attention to handling the west bank.  

And on October 7, they conducted a well-planned massacre of about 2500 people.  Some people managed to shoot back, some escape.  The number is less significant than the crimes committed – babies in the microwave, rifles shot up vaginas, men and women raped, mutilated, killed before the eyes of their loved ones.  

Even if was true that Israel’s efforts against Hamas were initially motivated by revenge, the discoveries by the Israel army of the plans for overcoming and destroying every single person here, make the extreme reaction perfectly rational. 

And now with hundreds of thousands internal refugees and at least 130 hostages in Gaza, we’d really be happy about destroying Hamas.  It’s not genocide.  it’s protection.  

 

 

questions – march 1 Read Post »

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When I first came to Israel, well over 50 years ago, I really believed that in the Jewish land we could now be international. We could transcend religion and culture and become a part of the world.  

But the present wave of antisemitism has put the last nail on the coffin of that theory.  We’re not part of the world – we’re just Jews who are one step away from annihilation. And, as they say in Yiddish, noch mit a nigun – and with a song yet – with great enthusiasm and joy.

So it makes sense that we’re turning inward and examining our own literature, rather than the culture of the world.  And tonight I joined the launch of Lyre

 

https://www.biupress.org/index.php/lyre/article/view/101/81

initially because one of the editors who is a close friend, Chanita Goodblatt, forced me to write an article for the initial issue.  But it’s good – and I’m proud to be a part of it.

 

jewish literature today – feb 18, 2024 Read Post »

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I’m breathless.  Not the way I was a few years ago when the symptom sent me to a cardiologist, but because we seem to be dancing at a number of weddings.  First, the demonstrations and the visits with displaced people and relatives of hostages continue, and at the same time the concerts and plays have begun again full scale.  And what of all those friends and families we haven’t seen since the war began?  

breathless – Feb 17, 2024 Read Post »

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Az men lebt, derlebt men.  If you’re alive, you’ve lived through, they say in Yiddish.  And we live through terrible things every day.  Today was a shooting at a bus stop that killed 2 people – maybe more will emerge.  And of course the fighting in the north is intensifying, and the fighting the south continues.  I anticipate much more lethal rockets from the north and intensification from the east.

But for tonight we’re having a dinner party. 

living through – feb 16, 2024 Read Post »

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When the families of the hostages first set up their camp in front of the museum I went there to speak with them, to comfort them.  And I found myself speechless.  I bought necklaces for everyone and was silent.  Then I met friends who had kids in the army and hadn’t slept for weeks.  i could barely comfort, but at least made an effort.  Then I met Arab friends who hastened to move away from any conversation about the war.  I felt that way too.

Today I heard a woman on the radio who lost 4 grandchildren and 3 great-grandchildren and a few other relatives when their house was bombed in Gaza.  She lives in Israel and can barely communicate with her son-in-law because the connections are bad so she knows her daughter is okay but she can’t reach her.  “What do you think of those people who say that everyone in Gaza is Hamas?” the reporter asks her.  Like all of us, she answers, she just wants this nightmare to be over.  She lived in Gaza for many years – before there was Hamas – and she never found the people to be more violent than others.  May everyone go home and live in peace, she concludes…. 

 

sympathy – feb 15, 2024 Read Post »

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You mean there are Arabs in Israel?  An old friend in England who hasn’t been in touch with me for a while.  Let me see, I thought for a moment.  On each of the three channels we watch there are news reporters and moderators who are Arab.  The 5 pharmacists in the drugstore I visited today were Arab.  There are at least 5 Arabs living in my building.  I didn’t see whether there were Arabs or not in the restaurant I was in today, but that was because I can’t tell the difference until we converse.  And then only sometimes.  At least fifty thousand workers from Gaza and the West Bank haven’t been able to come here since the war.  I have Arab friends but I haven’t seen most of them since the war began.  We are all suffering from this separation.

the 25% – feb 14, 2024 Read Post »