Israel at 60 Glory,
hope, and fissures
Historical thinking is not a widespread sensibility these days, whether the arena is the United States or Israel or, for that matter, anywhere else. So the fact that many Israelis, especially teens and twentysomethings cannot indulge in historical appreciation even on this, the 60th anniversary of Israel, should come as no surprise.
Yet, the history of Israel “is what it is,” and it is by turns heroic, utterly surprising and inexorably tragic. Heroic for its vision. Surprising for its success. Tragic for the intractable conflict with the Arabs. On balance, the overall picture is one of hope. When a Jewish community that consisted of a few farmers some 140 years ago has, in that short time, become the largest Jewish community in the world; when a ragtag band of visionary, secular, socialist idealists have yielded to a society with more yeshivot than any other in Jewish history, and one of the most advanced capitalist-technological economies in the world, hope is surely the dominant note of this 60th anniversary celebration of Israel.
Alongside the heroism and surprising dimensions of the success, however, are equally surprising fissures and difficulties — most of which do not even touch the continuing animosity of Arabs and Persians.
For all of Israel’s growth as a religious society, many of its youth know less about Judaism than many Sunday school graduates in the Diaspora.
For all of Israel’s stunning economic growth, especially in the last 15 years, poverty in Israel is deepening.
For all of Israel’s vaunted military power, an alarming number of Israeli youth seek ways to evade military service (and we speak here only of secular youth; the issue of service in the army vs. study of Torah is a separate issue).
For all of Israel’s utter creativity — in technology, in literature, in Torah study, in architecture — Israel is substantially oblivious to the destruction of her ancient heritage (and political justification) in the Old City of Jerusalem by the Moslem wakf.
For all of Israel’s unbreakable, umbilical connection to the Holocaust, Israel remains jarringly insensitive to certain contemporary attempts of other peoples, such as the Armenians, to stop the denial of their own genocide.
For all of Israel’s deficiencies in natural resources and sheer space and land, and for all of Israel’s magnificent parks and nature reserves, Israel is only just beginning to pay attention to the terrible pollution it has created in its rivers and aquifers.
For all of Israel’s extraordinary military triumphs, Israel is allowing the intractability of the Palestinian-Israeli conflict (which is increasingly becoming a Muslim-Jewish conflict) to tire it out, and thus to compromise the necessary, hard-headed realism about what it can safely offer in peace negotiations; and, for that matter, about what it must tell its patron, the US, about realistic expectations of peace with Hamas and Fatah on any terms. In other words, for all of Israel’s control of her own destiny, the country is bereft of leaders who acknowledge the obduracy of Arab political animosity toward Israel, and lead accordingly.
And so, Israel is riven with fissures, even as it enjoys an ethnic and religious solidarity that figuratively hits any non-Jewish visitor in the face. Which tells us one simple thing: We ought not let the fissures overshadow the hope. Against the background of the Holocaust — and all the horrible persecutions that preceded the Holocaust — we cannot botch this Israeli experiment in freedom, cannot afford to let anything compromise Israel’s safety. If, G-d forbid, Israel were to be destroyed, the confidence of Diaspora Jews in their own safety would plummet, not to mention, it would likely take an untold number of centuries and sufferings to regain a Jewish society that is essentially insulated from the pressures of intermarriage and essentially nurturing of Jewish knowledge, spirituality and social cohesion — all the fissures notwithstanding.
A clue? A hint that we appreciate the uniqueness of Israel sufficiently to protect it? A small gesture that says a lot? Come next year, on Israel’s 61st anniversary, G-d willing, make as big a deal then as now. If Israel becomes so much a part of the furniture, assumed to be safe and always there, deserving of attention and protection only on entirely arbitrary — and infrequent — Number 10 Anniversaries, Israel will not last. The test of “Israel at 60” will be how Jews around the world take care of and pray for Israel when it is “Israel at 61” — and every day before, and after. RETURN TO
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Will 100,000 deaths
break a junta's back?
The information coming out of Myanmar, which was devastated by Cyclone Nargis on May 3, worsens with each desperate minute. At press time, the cyclone had claimed 23,000 lives. Authorities fear more than 42,000 are still missing, and that the total death count may top 100,000.
But as nature’s grim wake widens, a very human barrier limits hope for the survivors. The military junta that has occupied the Southeast Asian country with an iron fist for five decades is not allowing aid –– including millions offered by President Bush –– to reach the estimated one million homeless survivors. This is more than a shanda. It is sadism.
Reports filtering in from Myanmar paint agonizing pictures of dead bodies floating in waters; people huddling on boats with flimsy blankets as sails as they try to reach higher ground; hungry crowds smashing windows in a furious rush for food and water. The dead are silent, but the living cry out for help.
Ironically, help has already arrived in the form of money, supplies and numerous aid workers. Tragically, the junta isn’t letting anyone, or anything, inside the country. According to internal UNdocuments obtained by the Associated Press, the government is dragging its feet. Visas are problematic, almost non-existent. Rather than normative bureaucratic red tape, the real issue is the junta’s tyrannical political opposition to the outside world. After all, the world might bring a little breath of freedom with its food and relief efforts.
The state-run Myanmar television says that the government would accept help “from any country” and that assistance from Japan, Bangladesh, Laos, Thailand, China, India and Singapore is already reaching the people. We hope, for once, that the junta is telling the truth.
There’s nothing anyone can do to prevent a cyclone from annihilating entire towns and villages, or from destroying crops that provide meager subsistence. But the human element in this tragedy –– the petulant willfulness of the junta –– must be stopped. Can 22,000 deaths, or 44,000, or 100,000, break the junta’s back? Or will it contribute to the murder, through inaction, of its own people?
What does Myanmar have to do with us, safe, comfortable and oh so far away? For some, the disaster will elicit no more that a momentary gasp. After all, our pockets are already stretched to the max. Gasoline. Food. Housing. Healthcare. Right? Wrong.
This Wednesday morning, a sudden hailstorm and heavy rains flooded portions of Denver’s highways and byways. Traffic stalled. Detours were announced. Perhaps we had to calm our rage as we sat in long lines of traffic. Maybe we arrived at work a few minutes late. Indeed: How lucky we are when we can get through a day, saying, “This was my biggest obstacle.”
On Sept. 11, global headlines cried, “We are all Americans.” Today, we stand with the people of Myanmar. We have never seen their faces or heard their dreams. But the will to live –– this, we understand.
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