Here are the refugees from Migron in their relocation camp, in Givat Hayekev.
They are cleaning up their new homes, also known as “caravillas” (combination caravan and villa.
A caravilla is composed of several prefabricated sections that are joined on a foundation. They vary in size from about 650 to 1,000 square feet.
The biggest of these enclaves was established in Nitzan, north of Ashkelon, with 250 caravillas, which has grown to more than 500.
Let’s face it, it’s a trailer park.
The work of Peace Now and a cabal of several other anti-Zionist Jewish organizations, funded mostly by foreign states, is done here.
On to the next salami slice.
Since I was 12, when the territories across the armistice line of 1949 were captured—in 1967—I have opposed the forced transfer of civilian populations. But when I was a kid, we all thought it was the Arabs were would be protecting.
Folks on the left were saying how they would throw themselves in front of the trucks that uprooted Palestinians from their homes.
Now it turns out we were wrong. Arabs don’t get transferred. Ever. The only civilians getting thrown on the trucks (or buses) are Jews.
And no one throws themselves in front of the trucks.
Because it’s done by decree of the Supreme Court, executed by a right-wing government.
Everyone cites the slogan from Deuteronomy, “Tzedek, tzedek tirdof” – Justice, justice shall you chase.
These days it’s “justice” that’s chasing us.
Fellow Jews, here’s a personal solution: when you daven shmoneh-esreh today, all three times, when you get to “birkat ha’minim” – the additional blessing added by the sages to curse out the enemies within – say it with a lot of kavanah. Say it like you mean it. Pound the shtender in front of you with rage when you say it. And if you happen to be the ba’al tfilah today – cry it out loud like a wounded man.
At least show that you’re angry, for Heaven’s sake.
(Yes, I wrote all the key words in Boro-Park style so the GSS won’t come after me… I’m just a coward sitting at his desk, but an angry coward.)