- "Laura and I share the concerns of the Israeli people
about Prime Minister Ariel Sharon's health, and we are praying for his
recovery. Prime Minister Sharon is a man of courage and peace"
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- --George W Bush (US President and man of courage and
peace)
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- "He has surprised, I think, everyone with the courage
and statesmanship he has shown in recent years to work towards a long term
peace settlement between Israel and the Palestinians."
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- -- Jack Straw (UK Foreign Affairs Minister and man of
courage and statesmanship)
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- A man of peace is dying. Let us all pray for his quick
recovery. A man that was just about to rejuvenate the Israeli political
world, redeem for us all the Zionist state and its racist agenda. The great
man is gravely ill. Oh dear Lord, save our messiah, oh dear Lord may you
now be able to create a donkey so upright that it can carry his load.
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- A peaceful man is on his way to meet his Creator. The
Lord may ask him, just as he enters the gate of heaven, "Hey Grandpa
Arik, why are your hands so red?" Sometimes the Dear Lord pretends
to be ignorant, he loves to give his chosen followers a chance to repent.
Somehow, they tend to forget to do so while they are still amongst the
living. But Grandpa Arik is not that silly, the Dear Lord isn't going to
fool him that easily. "What red, what blood? This is me painting your
land in my favourite colour, I thought you'd like it". Grandpa Arik
winks to the Lord. The Lord is left cold, unaffected. For more
than a while, he seems to have been perplexed by the conduct
his chosen followers.
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- Meanwhile, down on earth, the Israelites are praying
for a new saviour, a new man of peace, a merciless general with a long-term
agenda. A term that is so long that no one can ever see where it leads.
The Israelites do not like to see a light in the end of the tunnel because
it means that they live in a tunnel.
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- No, it isn't easy to find a replacement for Grandpa.
Indeed, as far as filling his shoes goes, the task seems slightly easier,
but as far as the waistcoat is concerned, the mission is almost impossible.
The whole of the Israelites can fit in. The whole of the Hebraic nation
wants to wrap itself up in Grandpa Arik's flak jacket. It is warm in the
winter and it provides shadow in the summer. Somehow, it worked for him
for many years. Nothing really touched him, nothing really stacked against
the man; not the Qibya massacre, not Sabra and Shatila, not the death toll
of thousands of Palestinian and Israeli civilians that took place under
his direct command. Not even the bizarre death of his first wife and his
son.
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- Grandpa has managed to get away with everything. On Earth.
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- Grandpa was the last and the best of his kind. He was
a devoted Jewish Nationalist. For him peace wasn't an end but rather a
tactic. Arik was the last Hebraic warrior, he was the very last Israelite
knight. All his followers are merely professional soldiers. They can kill
if needed but they do not prefer to bathe in blood. They are spoiled. Thank
you peace loving old man for teaching us what the Israelites are all about.
Thank you peace loving old man for taking leave of us. Thank you especially
for teaching us what Israelis love to love. It is a slight shame it took
you so long but considering your talent to resurrect yourself from the
dead, I would just say that it is never too late.
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