Bad pun alert
This one is a four-alarmer.
I’ve known this for years, but every so often, I have to just grin and shake my head about how cool the internet really is.
Last week, I had a conversation with someone in Australia and London. A few days after that, it was Australia and Israel. Or was it Texas and Israel? At any given time, I have contact with people from all over the world. Just sent an email to a French Jew in response to a request, and even world-traveler Wretchard peeks in here from time to time.
The internet rocks so much, I think I should make a PowerPoint presentation about it. Oh, wait. I already did.
Thanks again to all those who have been hitting the tipjars. It is much appreciated, particularly as I’m between jobs (as they say) at the moment. Wow, even Kelly has nothing for me. It’s pretty dead right now.
I normally don’t do this, but a rather enthusiastic email from a reader made me think that I should include a transcript of this week’s podcast for those of you who read this blog, but don’t click the link to listen.
Of course, reading it doesn’t get my vocal inflections, and I have to say I surprised myself by the amount of hatred that came out when I spoke the murderer’s name.
But here you go. The script for this week’s On Second Thought:
I have some questions for my Christian listeners. When you go to church on Sunday, do you ever wonder if a gunman will break into your church and start indiscriminately shooting?
When you’re going to the gym at the YMCA, do you have armed policemen standing outside the door? Do you have to go through security checks to get to a lecture at the Y?
When you drop your children off at religious school, does that school have armed guards and bullet-proof glass?
When you go to services on Christmas and Easter, do you have to increase security, not because of the added number of worshippers, but because of possible terrorist attacks?
Jews do.
And not just Jews in one or two countries. Jews all over the world have had to increase their security over the past few decades, especially since the spring of 2002. That was when Ariel Sharon launched Operation Defensive Shield to stop the daily terror attacks and suicide bombings that had plagued Israel for months.
Let me point out here that although Jews the world over had not targeted Arabs, Muslims, or mosques in retaliation for the suicide bombings of Jewish sites, the moment that Jews began to go after the terrorists, Muslims the world over began targeting Jews. Anti-Semitic attacks—including the bombings of synagogues—rose worldwide, and are still at the highest levels they’ve been in years.
Last week, I attended a solidarity rally for Israel. It was sponsored by the Richmond Jewish Community Federation. The Federation wanted to raise funds to get all civilians—Jewish, Arab, and Druze—out of the range of the Hezbullah rockets falling on northern Israel.
I love going to events where there are large numbers of Jews. I love the people, and the music. I love the Yiddish accents and the Israeli accents and the sprinkling of Hebrew, and the Jewish inflections in everyone’s speech.
But there’s a corner of my mind that always worries that my synagogue, or my Jewish Community Center, or my meeting place—has come onto the radar of the terrorists who think that killing American Jews is making a statement against Israel.
That’s what happened Friday afternoon at the Seattle office of the Jewish Federation. Naveed Afzal Haq, a Muslim who said he was angry at Israel, searched on the Internet for Jewish-related buildings. When he found the Jewish Federation, he packed his two semi-automatic pistols and went looking to kill.
He hid behind a potted plant in the lobby until a thirteen-year-old girl approached the locked door. Then the coward held a gun to her head and forced her to let him into the building with her security code.
“I am a Muslim American, angry at Israel,” he said, and started shooting. He shot six women. One is dead. Three were in critical condition with shots to the stomach.
One of the two who was only lightly wounded was pregnant. She protected the baby in her womb with her arm, and that arm is where the terrorist shot her. Later, she managed to call 911, and persuaded the terrorist to talk to the dispatcher. This is what he told her:
“This is a hostage situation and I wanted these Jews to get out.”
He also said, “These are Jews and I’m tired of getting pushed around and our people getting pushed around by the situation in the Middle East.”
The dispatcher talked him into surrendering. But it was too late for Pat Waechter.
The woman he murdered was a 58-year-old mother of two. She converted to Judaism some 40 years earlier, and devoted much of her life to community service. She spent her life helping others.
None of that mattered to her killer. All that mattered to him is that she was a Jew. She was guilty of a capital crime, and he was her executioner. Her crime? Existence. She was a Jew.
The Jewish philosopher Emil Fackenheim says that Jew hatred has three stages:
You cannot live among us as Jews.
You cannot live among us.
You cannot live.
This is the hatred we face. This is what we fight. This is why we say, “Never again.” Because we will not sit quietly while the Naveed Afzal Haqs of the world strike at us.
The FBI and the Seattle police may not be able to call this a terrorist act, but we’re not stupid. We know the score. And in spite of this, the Jewish community of Seattle went to synagogue on Friday night and Saturday morning.
I’ll be going to my local Jewish community events as they come up. People want to kill me because I’m a Jew? So what else is new?
I just upgraded WordPress to the latest version. If you’re the owner of a WP blog, you need to install 2.0.4 ASAP. There’s a security bug in it that no one is exactly explaining, but will probably leave your blog open to hackers.
If anyone has any site problems, please let me know. I’m pretty sure I got it all back to the way it was, but I had to back things up, turn things off, turn them on again, and do all kinds of things. Something may have slipped through the cracks.
I’m sure this is going to send Ingrid Newkirk of PETA off the deep end:
Israeli newspapers carried pictures of South American llamas accompanying commandos out of southern Lebanon, their saddlebags full of fighting gear.
Yedioth Ahronoth daily quoted a senior Israeli military commander as saying the white-furred pack animals could carry up to 27 kg each over rough terrain, were quiet and required feeding only once every two days.
Hezbollah is rumored to be working on WinAmp-based defenses against Zionist War Llamas, because…
Hosni Mubarak says he’s impotent. Oh, no, wait. He says it’s the UN on Lebanon. I think it’s projection, myself.
Egyptian President Hosni Mubarak said on Monday the UN Security Council had revealed its impotence in its response to Israel’s conflict with Hizbullah, and again called for an immediate ceasefire.
The IAF stopped its rockets, but Hezbullah didn’t.
On the southern front: A terror attack on Haifa was foiled. Khaled Mashaal, who also needs a Hellfire enema, says that Cpl. Gilad Shalit (remember him?) is still in Gaza.
Still in Gaza: Abducted IDF soldier Gilad Shalit is still in the Gaza Strip, Hamas Politburo Chief Khaled Mashaal said in an interview with Egyptian Weekly al-Aharam al-Arabi published Saturday.
In the interview, Mashaal claimed he did not order the abduction and admitted Hamas members were unable to smuggle Shalit out of the Strip, dispelling rumors to the contrary.
He also admitted publicly that Shalit is a POW, so Red Cross, go get ‘im.
However, Mashaal stressed that the Palestinian people had the “right…to exchange the soldier, which was captured in a military campaign.”
“He is a prisoner of war and therefore we must exchange him – this is the Palestinian people’s right,” the Hamas leader said.
So Hamas not letting the Red Cross see him is committing a war crime. They’ve admitted it. Go ahead, human rights people. Let’s hear the uproar. Oh, right. Uproar is only for perceived Israeli violations.
Kassams are still slamming into Israel. And Ha’aretz is still calling terrorists “militants.”
Earlier on Monday, militants in Gaza fired a barrage of five Qassam rockets at communities in the western Negev.
One of the rockets slammed into the roof of the kibbutz dining hall, causing damage but no casualties.
Funny, but the world doesn’t seem to notice at all when Israeli civilians are hit by palestinian or Hezbullah rocket fire. It’s only when Israel hits civilians that the world gets upset.
Why is that, I wonder?
Actually, yes, that was a rhetorical question. The world likes seeing dead Jews. There is no other explanation.
The numbness seems to have gone away. I spent the evening with Heidi. She convinced me to go see—and I’m almost ashamed to admit this—the Richmond SPARC production of Cats. (SPARC is Richmond’s version of the NY School of Performing Arts, and the kids are quite good.)
Heidi and I argued during the intermission about the lack of narrative, repetitiveness, and overall crap factor of a Lloyd Webber production. Okay, I said all those things and she didn’t, but I have to say, overall, that this is probably the first and last Lloyd Webber play for me. I can understand the draw of Cats—it’s an extremely shallow play that does nothing but have people in funny costumes sing and dance about cats—but I couldn’t help but think that if Sondheim had taken Old Possum’s Book of Practical Cats and turned it into a play, there would have been an actual storyline and songs worth remembering.
Really. Compare the poem “Rhapsody on a Windy Night” and then the lyics of “Memory,” (and yes, that is a harp version of the song) which he based on the poem, and you’ll see why I think L-W is so—pedestrian.
Hell, comapre the lyrics of “Memory” to “Send in the Clowns,” a song by Sondheim from a similar subject, and you’ll see why I think L-W’s reputation is mostly unearned.
Well, and then there’s the fact that he confuses the concepts of reprise and repetition, and I yawn through his songs. Dude, add some new lyrics, don’t just keep repeating the same phrases over and over again, it gets tiresome.
Ah. I feel better now, having blasted Andrew Lloyd Webber. My reputation is secure.
Meryl tasked me to post these yesterday, but I was busy with the grill cooking things I shouldn’t be cooking.
Yesterday’s gone, so today’s what I’ve got to work with:
Carnival of the Cats is at The Scratching Post, courtesy of the Fearless Leader of the Feline Theocracy, KT.
Shire Network News hits the digital air with the full slate of madcap contributors: Damian, Meryl, Tom Paine’s interview, Brian of London, and some jackass from Texas.
Oh, and in lieu of flowers, send Meryl cash. The doctor says if she rolls around in a pile of tens and twenties, it might not cure her, but it will sure make her feel a hell of a whole lot better.