Tuesday, October 27, 2015
Elder of Ziyon
I'm walking to daughter to school on a muggy morning. We arrive in the yard by the caravan classrooms she learns in and all of a sudden there is the smell, burning in my throat and eyes and all of the children are coughing and covering up their mouths.
The burning smell was wafting through the air from the previous evening's riot that took place the day before Day of Rage protests in the neighboring Arab village. I had no idea that tear gas and pepper spray have lingering smells and effects, but there it was. I immediately notified one of the school teachers and we scrambled to call security to make sure we and our children were not being poisoned with something deadly that Iran might have put out in the air over Israel.
The teachers immediately took control and notified security. They in turn assured us it was only the after effects of the tactics our brave men in uniform used to quell the rioters and restore calm. Nothing further than a scenario of tragedy crossed my mind. It's that way in Israel. Slowly, slowly, you get used to it just like you learn to close your windows to drown out the Friday "kill the Jew" sermon that sounds like dead people screaming for help from purgatory. None of us should have to "get used to it."
I have been tinkering with some ideas of how to combat the Islamic noise pollution that is infecting Israel. I would love to see the entire country get together for one night from every yishuv, town and village put up loudspeakers blasting the Shema to counter the Islamic terror broadcasting network. We aren't supposed to be hearing the Muslim call to prayer in the land of Israel. We are supposed to hear the shofar, and the call to come pray at the Temple.
So, who cares that we don't have a temple or who or what has to build it. It's our responsibility that Jewish prayer be heard all through the land. Let us be heard for a change. Let the words of One G-d and the voice of a beautiful singing Rabbi be heard that counters the call for murdering us. The only reason we hear what we hear from these Palestinian territories is because they know they can get away with it.
A while back, someone living in Jerusalem who couldn't stand the blaring sounds of the mosques' attempt to keep them from sleeping took a loudspeaker and blasted the Shema. Imagine if we could get a one day campaign going where every Jew in Israel could imagine themselves in ancient times hearing the voices of our sages and prophets proudly proclaiming that Hashem is the one true G-d of Israel. Don't you think he would be proud?
Imagine Anachnu Maaminim being heard throughout the land encouraging our children to dance and smile. We are the believers. Wouldn't you, my fellow Israeli love to see our children dance and smile for a day rather than have the fear and stress of stabbings on their mind?
Who is with me?
This blog may be a labor of love for me, but it takes a lot of effort, time and money. For over 11 years and over 22,000 articles I have been providing accurate, original news that would have remained unnoticed. I've written hundreds of scoops and sometimes my reporting ends up making a real difference. I appreciate any donations you can give to keep this blog going. 
