Day 734…We Thank Those Who’ve Brought Us To This Day
This is the first entry into my Blog and it marks a new year of reason.
I live in a Diur Mugan, and we are surrounded by families of Haridim on one side and a community of small stores on the other who by no stretch of the imagination vote for Avoda, my party. Relations between us are comfortable; but I had wanted to boycott the stores and initiate an action whereby: ‘either put up the sign “Bring them Home” or we won’t buy here’.
I saw that Yair Golan and the others were not doing anything of the sort; my friends had no stomach for hurting the small guys, our makolet isn’t a Rami Levi after all, and I dropped the idea about raising an open fight on politics, for I hesitated about breaking a living thing; but I’ve no doubt in America I would’ve been burning to do the opposite – even as an old lady.
What’s the point I’m trying to make? The ties that bind us, it’s proven, outlast all the bumps in the road; it has to be, for this is true Democracy, a plurality of different and even angry voices but with one history……despite the many miserable struggles to maintain ourselves love of country never dies; if anything, coping with our losses and pain only intensifies our need for one another and we pull together: we inherited a dream no other people dared to dream and brought it into being. And today 734 we thank those whose sacrifices and struggles have brought us to this day. We bless them for our gratitude knows no bounds.
I’m from the New York City metropolitan area, meaning having had a home in the Jersey burbs with what was then a quick drive into the City for university, entertainment and politics; at least in 1975 when I made Aliyah to Jerusalem I felt equal ‘know-how’ to any newyorker, having lived there until my teens; I love new York; to my mind it was more a civilization that had developed its Jewish roots than an American city. This is my prejudice but I share it with many others and so I say from the outset let me know what and if you want to hear about it.
