Monday, May 16, 2005

What Happened to the Israel of My Youth?

You remember it, don't you? When we were proud of Israel. For this oh-too-brief period from '48 to about '92, Israel kicked ass and took names. I mean, it was the first time in thousands of years that anyone was afraid of picking a fight with a Jew.

Remember 1948? Remember the Six Day War? Remember the Entebbe Raid?

And now what are we? A bunch of pansies. "Don't hurt us. Please. Can't you please stop bombing us? It hurts. Here, we'll give you money. We'll give you guns. We'll even give you our best farmland. Just be nice, please!!!"

I think I'm gonna vomit.

Oh please, give me back the Don't-Mess-With-Me-Or-I'll-Break-Your-Face Israel of my youth! I'll do anything!!

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