It is only one hour before midnight when the Knesset must vote to dissolve itself (again) and discuss the pros and cons concerning prime minister Netanyahu’s decision whether or not to seek immunity from his indicted crimes, and at the same time setting a date for the third national elections in eleven months. (Tentatively set for 2 March 2020).
Knowing his mentality, his ego, and his family pressure, my shekels are on the table that he will choose immunity. He lacks the courage to stand in a court trial in front of so many witnesses who will testify against him.
Today, MK Yair Lapid, standing in the Knesset, spoke painful words concerning an unheard of third election.
He said to all his colleagues present, “a third election will be a celebration of hate, violence and disgrace”.
I can agree to the hate and disgrace of a third election but I do not envision personal violence. That, of all things, is fortunately not an Israeli habit.
More painful (at least for me) were his words on democracy, a form of our government which I have, for a long time, been watching its slow death.
Agreeing with my sentiments, MK Lapid said “what used to be a celebration of democracy has become a moment of shame for this building.”
Built upon the ideas and ideals of a democratic system of government in 1948 we are tragically witnessing its demise, a long time in coming under this administration.
How many of the past seventy-one years were “good” years, excluding all of our wars? We have gone from poverty to prosperity but our political parties hackle like hens pecking at one another. Good manners is one aspect of human life that has evaded Israel. We have never given it a formal welcome.
The Likud big-wigs are distressed that a respectable and honorable member of the party seeks to overthrow the Netanyahu regime, not by a coup but by a democratic vote of the members.
Gideon Sa’ar would be an excellent prime minister, a man who like Netanyahu loves his party and country no less. Fourteen years at the helm of government leads to dictatorship. And we sadly are seeing it before our eyes.
At this very moment, my clock has struck midnight. I am hastening to turn on the television to see the results which I could have foreseen earlier.
SEVEN HOURS UNTIL THE DISPERSAL OF THE KNESSET. Well, it gives me seven hours to sleep, “perchance to dream” and hopefully to awake in a more cheerful mood.
Maybe the anti-democratic MK’s will be successful in finding new jobs. We always need more falafel makers and more embellished pizzas. No lack of work in Israel for those who are willing to work.
An example should be set by the prime minister’s lazy older son who never worked a day in his life but who relishes the privileges of living rent-free, free food, free private transportation, free air & hotel travel around the world, personal security officials, all at the expense of tax-paying honest Israeli citizens.
Perhaps that once he no longer resides in a government-owned palace, he may find a job filling up beer glasses at one of the pubs which he loves to frequent while smiling at the young chicks who wink at him.
The coming days will be full of anticipation. Will we have a government? Who will lead it? Will Bibi be granted immunity or will he face justice in our court of law?
If Lapid is correct that our democracy is dead, in which cemetery will it be buried? Who will recite kaddish and who will sit shiva? And what inscription will be carved onto the grave monument?
What we desperately need immediately is to erase forever Yair Lapid’s unhappy words about our Knesset, “a moment of shame”, and instead transfer it back to “a moment of Israel’s victory and pride”.
I am waiting for Rafi Reshef to broadcast the good news!