Under Fire, part 29

Lock-down mode: In the past few hours, the siren goes off 11 times. Or is it 12? Hard to keep track. We take at least five heavy barrages, including a few close enough to feel. In total, the north takes about 70 hits this morning, with no let-up in sight. As the casualty list mounts, I finally wimp out and roll the metal door shut over the meimad window. Now I am in a hot, airless bunker. Oh, joy.

Gill calls in several times to check on the situation. “I’m still here,” I assure him. It seems odd that last night we risked sitting outside on the patio, enjoying Gill’s birthday cheese cake with friends.

Now, physically exhausted to the point of nausea from the ceaseless pounding, I lie down on the floor and wait for the next siren.

The politics of martyrdom:
It occurs to me that our love of life and our lack of a martyr complex further sets us apart in this conflict. Our soldiers place themselves in great risk to stand between our civilians and danger; the Hizbullah militia disguises itself as Lebanese civilians and hides out among civilian population centers. If the Lebanese people are truly victims of Sheik Nasrallah’s megalomania and virulent hatred, then my heart goes out to them. But if that is the case, why are they not asking the international community to help them purge this monster from their midst? Is the opportunity to score PR points against us worth sacrificing their future? Thirty years ago, before Lebanon was plunged into its long and bloody civil war, the country was a real jewel with gorgeous beaches, a lively tourist industry, and fashionable cities. Now, the land is held captive by those who would use it as a training ground for terrorists and a launching site for rocket attacks into the sovereign country to the south. So why aren’t the Lebanese people, via their government or independently, asking for help against Hizbullah, rather than against us?

It further saddens me that these people are deluded into thinking that the world really cares about them. Instead, they are pawn in an ongoing game called Let’s Bash Israel. The media frenzy over the Qana death toll is no more than crocodile tears; they’re delighted to be able to point the finger at us again. You only have to look at the total disregard for responsible investigative journalism into the facts of the event.

If the people of Lebanon accept the fact that we are a nation with internationally-recognized border, then everything else is a moot point. We have the right to defend our borders and our citizens. We don’t want to have to do this. Why not help us get rid of the cause of all this bloodshed: the terrorist organization of Hizbullah?

Anyhow, it is just a thought, as I sit here listening to the thud of ketushot falling around Karmiel.

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