The wall, cutting through Abu Dis. Reminiscent of the Berlin Wall and of the fences that surrounded the deep crater created in New York in place of the Twin Towers.
Proof once again that liberalism is a severe psychosis.
Posted on 06/10/2005 4:33:57 PM PDT by Alouette
Some time ago Amos Gil traveled to the East Jerusalem neighborhood of Kafr Aqeb. On his way back from the village he was stopped by Border Policemen and given a tongue-lashing: Did he not know that Israelis are not allowed to enter the West Bank? Gil, who is executive director of the Ir Amim association, was unable to persuade the policemen of their error: Kafr Aqeb, located in the northeast of the city, lies within the boundaries of "Greater Jerusalem," but as far as the policemen knew, the State of Israel ends at the checkpoint they were manning, a few kilometers south of the village. This, then, is a Jerusalem neighborhood of 25,000 people which has been "ceded" out of Israel, in the current parlance.
Ir Amim is one of a series of organizations that are trying to protect the human rights of the Palestinians; Gil formerly served as executive director of the Association for Civil Rights in Israel. Ir Amim specializes in Jerusalem and opposes any action that is liable to influence the city's final status before a peace agreement is signed between Israel and the Palestinians. The association is underwritten by a variety of funds, including the Ford Foundation.
This week Gil led a tour along the terrifying concrete wall that bears a soft, almost soothing name: the "Jerusalem envelope line." The tour was conducted under the auspices of Bimkom - Planners for Planning Rights. This association also deals with the Palestinians' human rights and gets its funding from, among others, the New Israel Fund and the Heinrich Boll Foundation of the German Green Party.
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The wall, cutting through Abu Dis. Reminiscent of the Berlin Wall and of the fences that surrounded the deep crater created in New York in place of the Twin Towers.
Proof once again that liberalism is a severe psychosis.
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Oh brother. Yes, that wall looks really terrifying. It's so terrifying I have already seen any number of pictures of Pals playing soccer next to it, or just walking along with their livestock.
Tom probably thinks the concrete wall protecting neighborhoods like Gilo should come down too. Who cares if snipers in Beit Jala manage to cap a few more people, right? Protective walls are terrifying, they are all just like the Berlin Wall, and shouldn't ever be built.
No, even worse, they are like the fence around Ground Zero in NYC!!!!
I remember reading a poem about how fences make good neighbors.
2. Mending Wall
SOMETHING there is that doesn’t love a wall,
That sends the frozen-ground-swell under it,
And spills the upper boulders in the sun;
And makes gaps even two can pass abreast.
The work of hunters is another thing:
5 I have come after them and made repair
Where they have left not one stone on a stone,
But they would have the rabbit out of hiding,
To please the yelping dogs. The gaps I mean,
No one has seen them made or heard them made,
10 But at spring mending-time we find them there.
I let my neighbour know beyond the hill;
And on a day we meet to walk the line
And set the wall between us once again.
We keep the wall between us as we go.
15 To each the boulders that have fallen to each.
And some are loaves and some so nearly balls
We have to use a spell to make them balance:
“Stay where you are until our backs are turned!”
We wear our fingers rough with handling them.
20 Oh, just another kind of out-door game,
One on a side. It comes to little more:
There where it is we do not need the wall:
He is all pine and I am apple orchard.
My apple trees will never get across
25 And eat the cones under his pines, I tell him.
He only says, “Good fences make good neighbours.”
Spring is the mischief in me, and I wonder
If I could put a notion in his head:
“Why do they make good neighbours? Isn’t it
30 Where there are cows? But here there are no cows.
Before I built a wall I’d ask to know
What I was walling in or walling out,
And to whom I was like to give offence.
Something there is that doesn’t love a wall,
35 That wants it down.” I could say “Elves” to him,
But it’s not elves exactly, and I’d rather
He said it for himself. I see him there
Bringing a stone grasped firmly by the top
In each hand, like an old-stone savage armed.
40 He moves in darkness as it seems to me,
Not of woods only and the shade of trees.
He will not go behind his father’s saying,
And he likes having thought of it so well
He says again, “Good fences make good neighbours.”
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