I am watching for a couple of months the various (re)textualization of the story from Beit Shemesh. From time to time, the narrative is developped with added accounts: about the separate streets on Sukkot, the bus segragation - a story outlined also in Brooklyn by a local publication - some "burqa ladies" and men spitting on women and women spitting on men.
Neglecting or avoiding on purpose the future electoral campaigns (in Israel and the US), journalists, politicians and pundits are vehemently condemning the situation. People mostly overexposed rather to to media and social media bombardment than to the serious learning - not always their fault - are condemning the "Iranization". The "haredim" are portrayed as a group of dangerous people starting a religious war. At the end of the day, "we" too can be like "them" and please, with such an image, you can't claim that you can be better than the "Muslims" or the "ayatollah". I don't believe in conspiration, but I am not so naive to chew all the pieces of this campaign, started at least in two places and with enough money behind to save from starvation 2-3 families for a year.
Hanukka is over now. Each day, a new light was added, a new promise of hope. The holiday reached its end we have one year to keep our lights on. Long time ago, I was considering this one of the holidays when I should learn to hope more about miracles and wonders. Now, I realized that, in fact, we need to be happy with our lot and enjoy our simple good deeds and avoid doing bad - to us and the others around us. I don't believe in "Jewish extremism", but in the dangers of eating non-sense and starting to believe that, in fact, we are as bad as they expect us to be. If we'll spend more time learning and seeing the other as our partner of discussion, our chevruta, it will be easier to live the miracle of Hanukka every minute of our days. In a way, we recognize it or not openly, we all are fighting to do our part of tikkun olam. We, we are trying to do this.
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