“I didn’t know there were still rockets falling on Israel,” an old friend from far away told me a few weeks ago. It’s been hard for me to forget his words. I felt like an idiot having to assert something so obvious to someone I think is usually very knowledgable. I did stutter something about the facts that there are rockets falling all the time. I didn’t say that Ezi has an app on his watch that buzzes when there’s an attack on Israel – and it buzzes a lot. Today on the news someone tallied 12, 000 rockets since October 7, 2023, and said, “that’s all?”
So we had a few hours before our great neice’s bat mitzvah and I really wanted to see something good for a change. The dumbing down of Israel television has been absolute as they try to make us feel happy while acknowledging the soldiers dying, the hostages abused, the displaced families trying to get through the week. So we have ‘big brother,’ ‘dancing with the stars,’ etc.
The show we happened to fall upon is “night therapy” – and I was enthralled. Joseph Swed is a personal favorite, so anything he would be in would be good for me, but the script is not only powerful but relevant. It shows something about the society without dealing directly with the politics. It just started …
We killed a very high up Hizballah guy yesterday – at least Hizballah and I think it was us who did it – and the retribution is massive.
But we went to Tel Aviv for ice cream, and the crowds were so thick we could barely get through the street and were happy to get to the queue for Iyal Shani’s latest creations. Cassata is the name of the place and they have the best ice cream ever. Strong, unique tastes, All of us agreed that our choices were the best.
It took us a while to find it. Many Tel Aviv restaurants don’t have signs because there is a tax on the sign. But all of the neighborhood around herzl st. is crowded with amazing eateries and bars, and the people are amazing. We kept running to really fine people – people who are very much in touch with reality and accept it in all its aspects.
I was watching an interview with Roger Waters yesterday about “the filthy disgusting lies” the Israelis told about the violent massacre. The interviewer stopped him to decry Waters’ lies and was answered with “there is no evidence.” Since the Hamas and Nukba murderers filmed their own crimes, it’s clear that there is a great deal of evidence and no one has to rely on victims and witnesses. Nevertheless, although Waters made light of his rape and murder denial, it feels to me like it is exactly parallel to the murder crimes themselves, aiding and abetting.
Maybe he should have paid attention to school about the difference between facts and opinions.
I took a taxi home from the hospital today – my first time in an incredibly long time. The price was double what I paid last time. On the other hand, the driver was a young man, quick, efficient, and silent.
When I think of how expensive it was, I compare it to my visit to the hospital itself where within an hour I had all my tests – halter, blood test, stress tests, ultrasounds, etc. evaluated by the surgeon – and it all cost me nothing.
I mean I don’t know who is doing what or why. Did the director of Shifa hospital really know about all the Hamas hiding there among the patients? Is the reason he was let out was that he was innocent? Who was giving the commands for letting all the prisoners of war free? Is there going to be a war? Will our shelter take a direct hit? Will we survive this situation? No wonder we are confused.
That’s when I realized Israel’s going through a post-rape trauma. It’s not only that all those women were raped, but the country that is going through the usual rape denial where the victim is blamed for her short skirt. And we believe that accusation. We’re blaming ourselves. And when we blame the victimizers we feel guilty.
Celebrating Orit’s birthday late at the port it was hard to believe there’s a war going on. Families, couples, children promenading or sitting in cafes and restaurants – speaking Hebrew, English, Arabic – but not to each other.
Shops are open sinc the Sabbath has ended and most of the sales people are Arab, while most of the waiters are Jewish.
Nearby, the demonstrations went on. There are fewer people than usual because it’s becoming hard to believe that it matters, that it will change anything.