Gil Mildar
As the song says, a Latin American with no money in his pocket.

A Love Letter to Extremists: Time to Change Course

Ah, Extremist Radicals of Israel, what a joy you are! Like the last piece of chocolate cake at an overcrowded dinner party, your existence is the subject of everyone’s eyes but few actually want a taste. A letter to you, mind you, is like singing a lullaby to a pack of wolves; rather futile but good for drama.

You see, extremism—oh, what a vibrant hue it adds to our monochrome history! If Judaism were a peaceful lake, extremism would be the toddler throwing rocks and shouting, “Look, Ma! Waves!” Yes, you’ve made waves, but nobody’s applauding. Those waves are drowning the essence of a faith founded on principles you conveniently choose to forget.

Ah, the allure of violence and intolerance! The seductive call of an ideology that leaves no room for debate. It’s as appealing as a toothache, really. No doubt, you’ve convinced yourselves that extremism is your noble path to redemption, perhaps the same way a pyromaniac thinks fire is the ultimate cleanser.

The cycle of hatred and violence, what a merry-go-round! And you’ve bought lifetime tickets. But here’s a small suggestion: perhaps it’s time to get off this nauseating ride? You seem to have confused the whole idea of Judaism—it’s not a battlefield, but a path toward understanding and peace. Ah, but then again, who needs peace when the thrill of chaos is so intoxicating?

You must admit, there’s a certain irony in using extremism to build a ‘better society.’ It’s like using a sledgehammer to fix a wristwatch, or perhaps like using gasoline to extinguish a fire. Marvelous strategy, if only reality had a sense of humor as warped as yours.

And here we are, at the proverbial crossroads. A moment where history is taking diligent notes, and you have the audacity to write a chapter in crayon. Let’s consider dropping the coloring books and picking up the sacred texts that speak of justice, equality, and—dare I say—peaceful coexistence?

So, abandon the ship of extremism before it finds its natural destination: the depths of doom. A future filled with hope, peace, and understanding beckons; not just for Israel, but for humanity. Will you heed the call or plug your ears with the wax of ignorance?

With all the sincerity a letter like this can muster,
A Concerned Observer

About the Author
As a Brazilian, Jewish, and humanist writer, I embody a rich cultural blend that influences my worldview and actions. Six years ago, I made the significant decision to move to Israel, a journey that not only connects me to my ancestral roots but also positions me as an active participant in an ongoing dialogue between the past, present, and future. My Latin American heritage and life in Israel have instilled a deep commitment to diversity, inclusion, and justice. Through my writing, I delve into themes of authoritarianism, memory, and resistance, aiming not just to reflect on history but to actively contribute to the shaping of a more just and equitable future. My work is an invitation for reflection and action, aspiring to advance human dignity above all.
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