Fear for Beit El, Fear for Israel
When Beit El is treated as a Jewish Jabalya and not like Kibbutz Sasa, a brave community on the Lebanese border settled by idealistic American halutzim, I fear for Israel.
From Giulio Meotti
When the state decides to demolish Jewish houses in the place named for where Jacob had the vision of the ladder, I fear for Israel.
When the Ministry of Defense announces the withdrawal from areas in Judea and Samaria, I fear for Israel.
When the IDF is used to deport the most brave Jews and is preparing for another Gush Katif disaster, I fear for Israel.
When an Israeli prime minister says that he and the Israelis are “tired of fighting”, I fear for Israel.
When the Supreme Court abandons the most idealistic citizens, I fear for Israel.
When the Arabs see another Jewish capitulation, I fear for Israel.
When Palestinian Mufti Ikrama Sabri brands Israeli settlers “sons of monkeys and pigs” and the Israeli media stay silent, I fear for Israel.
When Beit El is treated as a Jewish Jabalya and not like Kibbutz Sasa, a brave community on the Lebanese border settled by idealistic American halutzim, I fear for Israel.
When the Fourth Geneva Convention is applied to the Arab beheaders but abrogated for the Israeli citizens, I fear for Israel.
When the Knesset treats the Israeli towns of Judea and Samaria as another Kurdistan, I fear for Israel.
When the Israeli jurists use the “rule of law” against the pioneers, I fear for Israel.
When settlers’ cars are stoned daily and the mainstream media ignore it, I fear for Israel.
When European stores boycott Yesha products and the Israeli state replies with silence, I fear for Israel.
When Israel would like to become another Singapore, I fear for Israel.
When Israel doesn’t see that it’s surrounded by the same enemies who are now threatening the rest of the free world, I fear for Israel.
When the “peace camp” convinces the public that only the establishment of another Arab state will eliminate Muslim frustration, I fear for Israel.
When the Israeli authorities feed the Arab hostility by sacrifing 70.000 Jews who live on so called “Palestinian private land” (read it: outposts not legalized, yet), I fear for Israel.
When the Jewish people forget what its enemies did to Amnon Pomerantz, I fear for Israel.
He was one of the first civilian victims of the first Intifada. The stoning and burning-alive of this defenseless driver, not by a terrorist group or an individual gone berserk, but by an inflamed, bloodthirsty Arab mob, should rekindle the fear that Arab-Muslim hatred is so irrational that no easy modus vivendi between Arab and Jew can be reached, and certainly not by demolishing Jewish homes.
Another Jew was burned alive, like in the pogroms
Amnon Pomerantz kissed his wife and son “goodbye”, put his kit bag and loaded gun into the car, and drove off into the morning. It was Thursday, September 20, 1990, Rosh Hashana 5751. Cindy and Amnon met in 1984 at a social event in Milwaukee. The Pomerantzes had lots of reasons to be happy. It was their first year as a married couple and they had a wonderful three-month-old son, Gideon.
Amnon spoke with the commander of his unit, who gave him instructions as to how to get back to his unit in the Gaza Strip. But Amnon never reached his unit. He became another forgotten Jewish victim in the war waged by Palestinians against anyone seen to represent “The Oppressors”. Amnon made a wrong turn and found himself in the el Birej refugee camp. His yellow license plates made him as good a target as any, and a crowd of locals pelted him with stones. The car was smashed into the ground with Amnon, still alive, trapped inside. The Palestinians set the car afire.
Another Jew was burned alive, like in the pogroms.
The Gulf war began four months after he was killed. Saddam Hussein’s Scud rockets began to rain down on Tel Aviv. The specter of a chemical attack was Israel’s nightmare. On those cold nights, the Jews wore gas masks, Saddam had revived the idea in the Israeli unconscious that the Jews could be gassed again.
The Israelis checked the shelters, sealing doors and windows, they stood in line for gas masks in the hallways of neighborhood elementary schools, and watched chemical-warfare defense videos. Food cans quickly disappeared from the supermarkets. “Drink a lot of water” was the IDF’s advice against the effects of a possible biochemical attack.
Twenty years ago, Saddam threatened to “burn half of Israel”. But he had no means to do it. Today Iran’s Mahmoud Ahmadinejad has promised to wipe out the “dead rats”, as he called the Israelis. Very soon he will have enough enriched uranium to do it.
That’s why when the Israeli MK's, Mossad officials, the Shin Bet and the IDF commanders are more interested in destroying Ulpana than in stopping the Iranian nuclear facilities, I fear for Israel.
The popular fury leashed on Pomerantzes' body has the same face as does Hamas’ aim of exterminating Judaism. All of the Palestinian organizations approved the Hamas action, as did the “Palestinian in the street”.
Yasser Abed Rabbo, Arafat’s confidant and spokesman, praised it. So did the leftist Jibril. The ruthless executions of Pomerantz and Toledano - and the broad, enthusiastic support among Palestinian Arabs for their perpetrators - should have persuaded even Pollyannas of the seriousness of Israel’s condition.
But unfortunately, wishful thinking is chronic, if not incurable.
That’s why I fear for Israel.
Maybe the Jewish State will survive. But for now, things don’t look good.
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