The Olympic Games is a metaphor for the world. In Rio you see the behavior of nations, good and bad.

In Munich we saw Israelis and Jews slaughtered on prime time television. As we brought our dead athletes home for burial the Games barely missed a beat and, today, a non-state of Palestine participates even as they reject the notion of living in peace alongside the Jewish state of Israel, and even as the Israeli athletes gather at the Olympic Village to remember our fallen sporting heroes, slaughtered by the Palestinian terrorists that invaded the Olympic Village to seek out and kill Israelis.

Even so, we turn up to participate in the spirit of the Olympics to show the world, and ourselves, our finest sporting face, even as the door of the shared bus with the Lebanese delegation is slammed in our face, or when the Saudis refuse to compete with us, or when the Egyptians, who are supposed to have signed a peace agreement with us, refuse to shake our hand.

Was it coincidence that this Egyptian’s name was Islam?

Despite all this rejection, and the inability of the Olympic Organizing Committee to stamp out the unsporting hate that is an anathema to the raison d’etre of the Olympic movement, Israel will continue to show up, strive to do our best and, where possible, to win medals and bring pride to our nation and to the Jewish People.