Up to Here in Terrorists

For those of you who have been reading my blog you know that I try to keep my sense of humour, no matter what.

But I don’t know how to keep it light when we are back in Lebanon and Gaza. The left-wing ‘makers and shakers’ promised that we would be much better off out of both places.

Well, I had no argument with that. My oldest spent months and months in Lebanon when he was regular army…paratroopers. I still have a picture of him on my shelf in the living room sitting in the snow with the hills of Lebanon all around him. A nice picture until you focus on the huge rifle casually resting on his knees.

We didn’t leave Lebanon and Gaza. We ran away. We snuck out in the middle of the night. We shlepped as much as we could carry and left the rest behind us. We abandoned the friends we made along the way and never looked back.

Well, I looked back. I wondered how that was going to make us safer than we were yesterday morning. I wondered what we had to gain by not waiting until an agreement was made…a safety measure was established.

They said that the faster we got out, the safer it would be for our soldiers who were in danger and dying while defending both places.

OF COURSE…EVERYONE KNEW THAT. I sent my son into that mess. I wasn’t one of those moms who said, “You go get ‘em, but my kid is going to sit in an office someplace in the center of the country.”

My daughter spent eighteen months wandering the streets of Jerusalem looking for and capturing women who were knifing civilians.

My youngest son was in intelligence and as he told me, “Ma, if I tell you what I’m doing, I’ll have to shoot you.”

No, I wasn’t sitting back and letting their sons and daughters face the danger. And their sons and daughters are mine too. But you understand the difference, as well as I do.

We are not dealing with normal people. We are dealing with people who have no value for life. Who send their neighbours’ children out to blow themselves out for the ‘glory of the cause’? Notice I said ‘their neighbours’ children’…they don’t send their own kids…that crazy they aren’t.

So today you will forgive me if I’m not funny and cute. I am furious that we now have a situation that is so much more dangerous because of decisions that previous governments made which affect all of us living here.

Gaza is a snake pit that is reproducing at a dangerous rate. We knew it. We walked away and let it happen.

The Hezbollah have thousands of katyushas and other long rage rockets they are just itching to fling at us. Rockets that can land anywhere including Tel Aviv, Jerusalem, and one reporter announced they can even hit the Negev.

Ok. So I never was in the army. I’m not a military genius. But it doesn’t take a rocket scientist to know that we are now ‘up to here in terrorists’ and that if we didn’t spawn them then at the least we didn’t dry up the pond they breed in.

As we sit glued to the television and radio and keep looking up at the sky, I pray that our boys and girls will all be safe. I pray that all the foreign governments will leave us alone this time so that we can finally do the job.

And more than that, I pray that our own government will finally do the job. If not…I don’t want to think of ‘if not’.

Have a good day…stay safe…and thanks for dropping in.