I was asked why yesterday's Journal Entry included a reference to ’stardate’ – was this a throwback to StarTrek?
Maybe, after all, we are living in something akin to a parallel world. Or, put it another way, it's as if the lunatics have taken over the running of the asylum.
Remember ‘Tricky Dicky’, we have ‘Manipulative Bibi’ king of every trick in the book, clean, dirty and then some.
And while Tweedledum and Tweedledee (Gafni & Deri) have the time being at least been sidestepped, the ‘Triumvirate of Evil’ (Smotrich, Ben Gvir, and Maoz) roar their malicious malice. Add to this toxic mix their mentor, Rabbi Tsvi Tau, and you have what I initially thought was The Four Musketeers. Wrong. The Four Musketeers – not three as popular culture would have believed - Athos, Porthos and Aramis, and d'Artagnan were the ‘goodies’ heroes fighting against evil.
Where oh where are our heroes, our Four Musketeers, in our time of great need?
I am fearful of Israel’s future.
The words of German Pastor Martin Niemöller roll around my head when thinking of ‘Triumvirate of Evil’.
First, they came for the socialists, and I did not speak out—because I was not a socialist.
Then they came for the trade unionists, and I did not speak out— because I was not a trade unionist.
Then they came for the Jews, and I did not speak out—because I was not a Jew.
Then they came for me—and there was no one left to speak for me.
Who will be left to speak for the secular citizens of Israel should the ‘Triumvirate of Evil’ have their way.
First, they came for the African asylum seekers – and we did not speak out.
Next, they came for the Arab citizens of Israel – and we did not speak out.
Then they came for the LBGT community – and we did not speak out.
Now they come for the secular community – and no one is left to speak for us.
The ‘Triumvirate of Evil’ must, at all costs be defeated.
Israel is and must remain a democratic country.
We need urgently to separate state and religion, otherwise, Israel will end up like Iran.
Off to Beer Sheva shortly, not looking forward to the weekend. I know how important it is to Becky. I just can’t relate to the Hag (holiday) – it does not make sense to me. Hopefully, I’ll endure. Passover in BS is always a bad time for me – I recall my heart attack during the Hag, six years ago. Bad memories.