tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25624602.post5221535745629089555..comments2024-03-15T00:12:57.489-07:00Comments on Covenant Zone: Remembering...truepeershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16401984575637492845noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25624602.post-2394741303023283482009-04-21T23:58:00.000-07:002009-04-21T23:58:00.000-07:00I used to love going through the Carmel Market in ...I used to love going through the Carmel Market in Tel Aviv Friday afternoon after work because: it's open-air, smelly, dirty, noisy, crowded to the point one can hardly walk through; and there I was, pressed shoulder to shoulder with Israelis from around the world all out to buy the day's needs for their families: food, clothing, odds and sods. What a great place to be among people and to feel happy with them because they live.<br /><br />Then one day I was walking out of the store I worked at to go for lunch, and the whole place came to a sudden and deathly stop. People stopped talking, walking, driving. The air-raid siren came on and no one moved. I've been in air-raids before and this was weird to me. Dead silence otherwise and no one moved a bit for an age. Then they did. <br /><br />Yom ha Shoah.<br /><br />That's not the end, though. I was at Ha Kotel minding my own business when suddenly the air-raid sirens came on again. Same story as above. This time, it was Remembrance Day for Israeli soldiers killed since the founding of the State of Israel. The killing goes on. <br /><br />Today the Nazis are trendy downtown Leftist hippies. The struggle goes on. <br /><br />Never forget. Never forgive.Daghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10664271893389366772noreply@blogger.com