The metaphor from the market



Today in Jerusalem, near a place that smells like cardamon and saffron, where you can find mangoes still, and neon orange clementines, where they sell scarves that both Muslim women and Jewish women buy to cover their hair, two young girls ran with scissors.

It was a rampage, a terror attack up the street from the market, and the girls ended up stabbing an old man. They thought he was a Jew, but he wasn’t – we share bloodlines, after all, and you really can’t tell who is who.

And this metaphor near the market shouldn’t be lost: it’s time for Jews and Christians and Muslims who just want to buy mangoes and scarves and saffron, to stand together and say out loud and over this clamor : “ENOUGH.”

Enough to incitement.

Enough to racism.

Enough to injustice.

Enough to terror.

Enough to the inhumanity that leaks out like raw sewage and makes our market reek.

Enough already – we just want to buy our spices and take our family out for coffee and go home.

A home that all sides feel is worth living for.


About the Author
Sarah Tuttle-Singer, Times of Israel's New Media editor, lives in Israel with her two kids in a village next to rolling fields. Sarah likes taking pictures, climbing roofs, and talking to strangers. She is the author of the book Jerusalem Drawn and Quartered. Sarah is a work in progress.