Posted on 07/29/2009 3:10:37 PM PDT by AJKauf
It is one thing to voice criticism of Israeli policy in Israel. All one has to do is read Haaretz on a regular basis and one will see many examples of this. But when Jews in America feature what is essentially Hamas propaganda as art, and show it at a yearly Jewish film festival, it is an altogether different thing. As writer Jamie Glazov asked: “Why is a Jewish film festival giving a platform to a documentary and to an individual that serve the cause of anti-Jewish hate?”
The latest example recently took place at San Francisco’s annual Jewish Film Festival, which featured a screening of the new anti-Israeli documentary, “Rachel,” a documentary that seems to be a film version of the three year old play “My Name is Rachel Corrie,” written by Katharine Viner and Alan Rickman, and based on editing of the late activist’s diaries. The film was directed by Simone Bitton, and featured interviews with activists from The International Solidarity Movement that Corrie had joined. As with the play, The Forward correspondent wrote, “what really moved the story forward was the narration courtesy of Corrie’s idealistic and heartfelt journal entries and correspondence read by her fellow ISM activists.” To make it simple: the film reflects Corrie’s point of view, and was meant to depict her as a martyr to Israeli oppression of the Palestinians....
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Cue the pic!
If I was driving that dozer, I would have backed up just to make sure I got all of her.
I’ll give her credit for this:
That empty-headed ninny at least provided some traction to help that IDF D9 bulldozer knock down terrorist hideouts.
Some Pali gunmen tried to kidnap her two idjit parents in 2006. They let them go when it was discovered who they were.
If someone tried to kidnap me at gunpoint, that would be the end of any sympathy I might have for their cause. Not so for the Corries.
I don’t give a damn about Rachel Corrie but I tuned in here for the stuff like your post. LOL Love the jokes.
THE DEATH OF THE FLAT RACHAEL CORRIE
(A tip o’ the hat to BastardSword Blog & apologies to Gordon Lightfoot)
http://armor.typepad.com/bastardsword/2004/01/the_death_of_th.html
Oh the legend lives on from Palestinians on down
Of the big thing they call a ‘bulldozer’
The dozer, it’s said, always flattens its dead
When the left wing protesters turn looney.
With a carbon steel frame sixty-two metric tons more
Than the flat Rachael Corrie weighed empty.
The blade it is true is a thing to be feared
When the treads of the dozer start rolling.
The Cat was the pride of the Israeli side
Coming back from some hill in the Gaza
As the big dozers go, it was bigger than most
With a diesel of four hundred horses.
Concluding some berms with a couple of quick turns
Then they left fully fueled up for Rafah
When later that day her megaphone sang
Could it be that dumb broad they was hearin’?
The dirt in the treads made a tattle-tale sound
As the mud broke over the blading
And every man knew, as miss Corrie did too,
T’was a big Caterpillar come dozin’.
The blade came down and the dumb twit stood her ground
When the D9 bulldozer came plowin’.
Devoid of good sense and ignoring all risk
She turned her back on the oncoming dozer.
When it finally came, the dumb broad kept her place, sayin’
Surely, they’ll stop what they’re doing.
Under the tread her air pathway caved in, she said
Dammit, this shouldn’t have happened!
Her friends called in that the blonde broad was down,
And the bomb storage house was in peril.
And later that day when her lights went outta sight
Came the death of the flat Rachael Corrie.
Does any one know where the sense of libs go
When the blade turns the minutes to hours?
The soldiers all say she’d have got out okay
If she’d put fifteen more feet behind her.
She might have been crushed or she might have split wide;
May have broke ribs and her bladder.
And all that remains is the traces and the stains
Of her imprint, the tread tracks and splatter.
Arafat stews, Hizbollah spews
From the rooms of their compounds in Gaza.
The ISM screams like a spoiled preteen
They voice their support for the terror.
And don’t we all know, when the buses explode
They’ll march out their apologists willing,
Now activists go as the drivers all know
With the big caterpillars remembered.
In a musty old room in Ramallah they prayed,
In the ISM office of terror.
The door bell chimed till it rang seventy-two times
For each cleat on the big Caterpiller.
The legend lives on from Palestinians on down
Of the big thing they call a ’bulldozer’.
The dozer, they said, always flattens its dead
When left wing protestors turn looney!
I still giggle when I remember that memorial breakfast — at IHOP.
Especially thinking about the guy who wanted to go, order a bunch of pancakes with raspberry syrup, and put a tiny Tonka bulldozer on them.
What a hoot that would have been!
Cake?
The original 'Wanker'.
From what I understand, she died because she was too thin.
All hail the great Caterpillar tractor!
The special Caterpillar weight loss program. LOL!
The really interesting thing about this pic: Only Rachel Corrie has her face contorted with inhuman hatred. The Palestinians with her have human looks on their faces.
BTW, great screename
If you’d like to be on or off, please FR mail me.
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The photographer was probably giving instructions in English. If you want the staged shots to look good, you have to speak the local lingo.
Ping to #10. Ugh.
Granted, I don't happen to understand how actively trying to protect a tunnel being used to smuggle illegal arms into a war zone where they were used in terrorist acts against civilians was promoting peace, but it must have been, somehow. I mean, there's a documentary and everything.
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