Not much of a poem for Holocaust Day

Arutz Sheva ^ | 12/4/18 | Esther Cameron

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On Holocaust Remembrance Day it was announced that the proceeds of the diary of Anne Frank will be donated to an American-based organization that sends Arab youths to spit on Israeli soldiers and curse their mothers and films them if they display a twinge of resentment. Yes, it's true. Read Edwin Black's Financing the Flames. That book was loaned to me yesterday by a neighbor down the street in Maale Adumim (across the Green Line, technically a settlement, it was founded on a rainy night in '75 by a few families who faced eviction, though now it has grown big and most people think it will never share the fate of, for instance, Amona). Before I went to sleep last night (I slept well, and hadn't cried while reading that book and one of the long wrenching laments in Uri Zvi Greenberg's poems Streets of the River), I thought about the people who donate to organizations like the New Israel Fund, these people who want so much to seem good while doing the bidding of evil.

I ought to know them, for I grew up among them, a dark-haired child brought at the age of six to a Midwestern town full of blond children who had all been to kindergarten together. It was a liberal town, known for that, though there wasn't much in the way of unlabeled kindness. Once two girls cornered me and said they wanted to ask me a question: "Are you Jewish?" Decades after, when I'd been Jewish for a while, the same city I had kept returning to because of my parents, considered becoming a sister city to Rafah, a stronghold of Hamas before the expulsion of the Jews from Gaza

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Very prosy, but it says a lot.

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Crap. Lineation delende est. I don’t have time. click the link.