The United Nations reports that 177 Palestinians have been killed since Operation Protective Edge began a week ago. A quarter of the victims have been children. Palestinian medical sources say that some 1,280 people have been wounded.
All of this is a tragedy. It did not have to happen. Two sisters aged 13 and 11 were seriously injured by shrapnel in a village close to Beersheba earlier today.
Of course the numbers hurt on our side are considerably lower than those on the Palestinian side. We build bomb shelters and reinforced rooms in which our families can hide when Hamas fires rockets at an innocent population. By contrast, Hamas uses civilians as human shields and prefers to use the concrete at its disposal to build massive tunnels into Israeli territory in an attempt to infiltrate villages and kibbutzim close to the border for the purpose of murdering and kidnapping.
Some misguided people feel sorry for the Palestinians with their primitive rockets trying to wage a war against the might and sophistication of Israel’s armed forces. However, no one forced Hamas to start raining rockets down on Sederot’s population. The current conflict was of their choosing.
Last week’s The Economist bore the title “The Tragedy of the Arabs – A poisoned history.” That history can continue to dictate their actions and fate, or they can begin to open a new chapter based on compromise, mutual respect and “live and let live.” Israel is not about to go away and a Palestinian resistance based upon the belief that the Jewish State can be wiped off the face of the earth is bound to end in frustration, desperation and tragedy.
#metoo Parashat Lech Lecha Friday/Saturday, October 27-28, 2017 Cantor Penny M. Kessler Thank you to Rabbi Tiwy for giving me the
opportunity to offer some words of Torah tonight and tomorrow morning. “Hashtag me, too” is the rallying cry giving
voice to millions of women who have been used and abused sexually, physically,
emotionally, and intellectually for decades. From the lofty heights of show
business to secretaries and janitors, women are finding their voices and
declaring that their stories of abuse need to be told. Some have never told
their stories, while some have come forward in the past, only to be told to
shut up and show up lest their livelihoods – and in some cases lives – be threatened.
I have friends and rabbi and cantor colleagues who
are telling their stories for the first time, some in decades, some who
experienced abuse and harassment during their seminary experiences. And –
personal disclaimer – while I am grateful that I have never been physically
abused, there are m…
My refrigerator needs a solid Pesach cleaning. So does my stove and my pantries. Just thinking about it gives me a headache.
Bring on the excuses: it's too much, I'm tired, I want to sit and watch more repeats of Law and Order: SVU.
But I know that I'll feel virtuous and delighted with myself with every completed task.
Fine. Deep breath. Change into comfy clothes and head to the refrigerator.