Thursday, March 24, 2011

How Much Longer?

It's basically the only thing I can think of saying.

How much longer can we suffer these attacks?
How much longer will the world stand by and condemn us for them?
How much longer until we really start fighting back?
How much longer until this terror reaches the west again?
How much longer until Iran strikes?
How much longer until we say enough?
How much longer until they finally say enough?
How much longer until the world says enough?
How much longer until Hashem says enough?

After all the terror that has been going on the past few weeks there have been speculations that Israel will have to invade Gaza again, especially since it has been raining Kasams since the weekend. Sadly, in this back and forth between kasams and IAF strikes, we all know that the world will be calling both parties to stop. How the world does not see the difference between bombs being placed at bus stations, rockets (that cannot be controlled as to where they might land) fired into major cities, families with little kids that are butchered while they sleep and civilian casualties that occur while targeting a terror location (most likely due to the fact that they were purposely positioned in a place where many civilians would get hurt)

Tell me, which Western country would let any of this happen without fighting back and making damn sure they'd win? If the Native Americans would start bombing New York, would anyone dream of saying “well you kinda had it coming since you’ve been occupying their land for so many years”?

People like to point out that Israel is the only democratic state in the Middle East as a reason to get others to focus on the other countries and their dictatorships.
Yes, we’ve seen that there is cause for worry with some of these countries and bravely, their people have been starting to stand up for themselves. Who knew how much the Libyan people where suffering, or how unhappy the Syrians are with Assad.
Yes, one does wonder how so much attention is given to the Israeli-Palestinian conflict whilst there are so many other pressing and often more gruesome matters happening in the world.

However, we are not praised for being a democracy. Rather, we are told by the west to negotiate with the same type of terrorist they have decided to attack. What’s more, for them the war is far off in Iraq, Afghanistan, Lybia and who knows, maybe soon Syria (but why oh why not Iran?). Our war is on our turf, yet we are not allowed to act like the West. We are not held to the same standards as the rest of the Middle East? Fine, we are above them. But why are we not held to the same standards as the rest of the West? Why are we forced to be more, do better and all at the risk of our own lives and those of our children?

How much longer until the West realizes that our fight is their fight?

Sunday, March 13, 2011

Peace No More

I am attempting to come to some kind of terms with what happened this Friday night in Itamar.
Ever since becoming a mother myself I find I'm a lot more sensitive to these kinds of tragedies. I find I cannot let myself dwell on any of the details and won't even go near any of the pictures that have been released. Tears swell up in my eyes when I barely start to think about what happened to the Fogel family and their young ones. When I first heard the news all I kept thinking was how can a person kill a tiny baby. What kind of a "human being" can look down upon an innocent 3-month old and simply take her life.

I look at my own children peacefully asleep and I can't imagine what kind of hate must exist inside a person as to kill our little ones in their sleep.

And this is the turning point for me. No matter what the Israelis might be doing to the Palestinians, nothing justifies such a horrendous act, where one simply cannot attribute any humane trait to these murders. It seems that even the Palestinian officials are seeing that this is above and beyond, claiming that this cannot be an act perpetrated by their side, since they would never murder children in such a manner.  Of course, anyone who knows anything about the terror Israel has been through knows this is a clear lie. Palestinian terrorists have always targeted civilians and do not discriminate in age. One might say that at least they are trying to dissociate themselves from such acts, but the it has been reported that Palestinians in the West Bank and Gaza were celebrating on the streets and giving out candy. Furthermore, whilst Israel was morning the tragic loss of this family, Palestinians were honoring a terrorist who was involved in the murder of 35 Israelis by naming a square after her.
And these are the people we are somehow trying to make peace with. A people that is being indoctrinated with such hatred, that it has no problem with creeping into the bedrooms of tiny babies with the sole purpose of killing. A people that then goes out onto their streets to celebrate these "accomplishments". These are the people the West expects us to make peace with. A people whose moral values are so far removed from anything we Westerners know and cherish.
But we are also to blame. We are so desperate for peace, we fail to learn from history. We fail to see that whenever we give a little, we only get a slap in the face in return. We give up land, we get bombs, we give up roadblocks, we get terror attacks. When will we learn that there is no peace partner on the other side. When will we learn that as long as we're dealing with a people that can murder as they do (and believe they are going to heaven for it), we cannot give even the tiniest inch. The fact is that the Palestinians have been trained to perceive any Israeli compromise as a weakness on our side and a testament to their growing power, which only results in their renewal of terror.
Sadly, I see no end to this. Unless somehow some intelligent, Western minded people will take over and change the Palestinian education. As long as these people are being raised in an environment where killing Jewish babies is something praiseworthy and will guarantee your place in heaven, we have no peace partner. Again, how do you negotiate with someone who has such blind hatred that he will turn around and kill your children without a second thought?

Wednesday, March 9, 2011

Cause for Celebration

My oldest kid has been having lots and lots of accidents.
She had been toilet trained for more than 1.5 years when the problems started. A family member died, and while she wasn't so close to him, she is very close to those left behind. She saw these people upset and crying which resulted in a weekend filled with wet clothing. From then on it slowly kept getting worse. After a few weeks of nightly bed changing we decided to put her back in diapers at night. But then slowly it started getting worse during the day as well. It kind of creeps up on you and suddenly you find yourself constantly changing clothes and doing laundry, yet never eliminating the overwhelming pee smell.
So I came to terms with it all and tried to retrain her the way we did the first time with sticker charts and treats. It got a bit better, and went from multiple accidents a day to only a few a week. And while we were on vacation, it was even better. But then we came back and we reached an all time low.
After talking to our pediatrician again, who of course didn't have the miracle answer, I decided to try some different tactics.
I've been pretty sure it all started due to the death in the family and all the emotions it entailed, but I'm not sure that's why it continued. She probably just got stuck in it a bit and the ball kept on rolling. However, the fact that it got better during vacation when we were all spending lots of time together also shows something. Maybe it's her way of saying she needs more attention. Maybe she things that acting more like her younger sibling will give it to her.
I've been talking to the younger one about toilets and potties, to get her in the mood. And secretly, I hoped that if the younger one gets out of her diapers, the older one won't want to lag behind. So this week I took the younger ones diaper off, making sure to focus on both their toilet needs. The older one was given the responsible role of showing the younger one how it works. We made the journey to the toilet and where the older one succeeded, the younger one wouldn't stay on the potty for more than 10 seconds, resulting in her peeing right next to the potty twice, obviously, right after having just stood up from it.
Anyway, I put her diaper right back on and enjoyed the rest of the afternoon watching as the older one kept inviting the younger one to join her on her trips to the bathroom so she can show her how it's done.
Yes, the younger one probably isn't ready, but this little experiment wasn't meant for her. It was meant for number one, and it seems to be working.
Of course, it's only been 3 days, but after weeks filled with multiple daily accidents, I think this is enough cause for a little celebration.