At roughly 3:30-4:00 in the morning our house rumbled with the fury of ballistic missiles ripping at the sky. The boom was so big that it shook the bed, our room, perhaps even the house. It woke us up. My husband couldn't go back to sleep, but I did. No sirens? We're ok, I'm going back to sleep.
Fast forward it's now 11:45 and I'm at work, chatting with a peer in the teacher's lounge on break when suddenly everyone gets up and quickly starts walking out.
There wasn't a bell. So wait. What's going on?
A message had just been broadcast via homefront command that another missile is on the way from Yemin, and alert sirens should be ringing soon. By roughly 12:00, back into the safe rooms we go.
Some people think that this is a crazy way to live. I understand that.
Booms and sirens.
Missiles and iron dome.
But what I see in the news of Jew-hatred spreading like a cancerous disease across the world scares me more than ballistic missiles. Two Jewish, Israeli, embassy workers in Washington DC were murdered last night in cold blood while the attacker yelled "Free Palestine."
Yaron Lischinski and Sarah Milgrim were their names. A lovely couple who attended an evening entitled, "Turning Pain into Purpose" at the Capital Jewish Museum. Yaron had apparently bought an engagement ring and had planned on proposing on the couple's next trip to Jerusalem. Residents of the capital of the United States of America were gunned down for being Jewish.
Where are we safe?
Blood libels of genocide, apartheid, colonialism, and starvation have taken otherwise sane individuals and flipped their moral compasses. Regular people are being radicalized by buzz words and TikTok videos. The internet feels like an unavoidable void of noise, hatred, and misinformation.
How do we flip the script after 594 days? How do we get our hostages back? End Hamas? Disarm Gaza? Knock down Houthi missles? Fight antisemitism? Globally nonetheless. We're only 0.02% of the world's population. We have land roughly the size of the state of New Jersey. We share it with Muslims, Druze, Christians, and Bahais. We live and fight and laugh and love and cry. Please. Tell me what I'm missing.
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