To the Arabs, one Jew is worth 1027 Arabs.
To the Jews, one loud homecoming is worth 100 quiet funerals.
posted by Ben at 10:11 AM
Wednesday, October 19, 2011
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That pretty much sums it up.
This deal reminds me of a joke about a guy who jumps from a high building as he is passing the 50th floor someone asks how is it going?
He replies
So far so good.
We can only pray that the release of 1027 Arab criminals and murderers will not result in more of those quiet funerals... or more abductions.
It is sad to see how, over and over and over, the post-Zionist media pushes the gov't to capitulate to Arab terroro efven though it has been repeatedly proven that it never works..Oslo, the unilateral withdrawal from southern Lebanon, the destruction of Gush Katif. So they do it again. This is leaving me in despair because it seems they never learn and the post-Zionist Leftist Establishment is as strong and suicidal as ever.
At least when we start talking population transfer (or rather exchange), we have found the magic number. Actually we have yet to implement the trade following Gush Katif.
BS"D
Discussion with Moishe'la (with his family)
A Handicapped child
Tishrei 28 '5774(Oct 1 '13)
"We Cried and We Cried"
I want to tell you that Zaidy came to me again from Olam Ha’emes. (My Zaidy, a great Tzaddik, was very famous when he was alive.) I want to tell you that he sat down next to me when I was sleeping, and said to me, "Yingel Yingel my Zeesa Yingel (my beloved boy) I am so proud of you. I am so happy that you are in the house that you are, in the home that you are, and I Bentch you that you should continue bringing truth to our family and truth to the Yidden wherever they might be."
And then he said, "I have more to tell you. I am very worried about my adopted homeland the United States of America. I am not worried about the place itself, as we all know its pure Edom. I have always realized how this Golus of Edom has almost destroyed all Yiddishkeit in America.
"But no I am not worried about the Edomite country called the United States. I am worried about the Yidden in United States. First of all they are in very big physical danger and of course we know very well that the Yidden in America, including the Frum, are in great spiritual and physical danger. Of course there are always exceptions to the rule, but the very big majority of the Yidden in America are in very big spiritual danger.
"Don't get me wrong. I am not saying that the Yidden all over the world are in a better condition, but I am worried especially about the Yidden in the United States of America.
"I really want them to do Teshuva, real Teshuva. And I know that I have said this many times, and people don't understand what I am talking about. Even when you explain it so clearly, most people just brush it off because it's much more interesting to be busy with the Gashmius than to be busy with the Ruchnius. It take less spiritual and emotional effort to rise high in the attainment of the Gashmius, than it takes to rise high in the attainment of the Ruchnius.
"Since I was very young I realized that the American Jewish community would eventually disappear. Now however I see clearly that the United States of America is disappearing right in front of our eyes. Soon there will be no United States of America, and the Yidden will have to find themselves a new home. I hope they decide on Eretz Yisroel, and hope they do it quickly, because if not well……. "
Then he asked me to sit down with him and say Tikkun Chatzos. Together we Davened and we cried, and we cried, and we cried. I closed my eyes so I could feel the Tza'ar HaShechina, (the pain of Hashem) and when I opened them my Zaidy was gone.
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