A Strange Sense of Déja-Vu

Lately, it seems that no sooner has the ink dried (figuratively speaking) on one post documenting the latest terror atrocity carried out by the “Palestinians”, than I am called upon to report on yet another. Thus, yesterday (Thursday), we were shaken by two more cowardly attacks on Jews. One occurred in Tel Aviv, just outside a Judaica shop, which was serving as a synagogue. Four people were stabbed – two of them, fatally. The dead are Reuven Aviram of Ramle, an immigrant from the former Soviet Union and Aharon Yesaev, 32, whose five young children are now fatherless.
All this, a year to the day after the Har Nof Massacre. Once again, Jews have been struck down as they pray, by foul murderers . Reading what I wrote then, I am struck by a strange sense of déja-vu.

Only a couple of hours later, at the busy Gush Etzion intersection, another of these “Palestinian resistance heroes” murdered three people in a drive-by shooting attack which morphed into a vehicle-ramming. One of the dead was an 18-year-old American tourist, Ezra Schwartz, a recent high-school graduate who was on a gap year in Israel, studying at a yeshiva in Beit Shemesh. Another was Rabbi Ya’akov Don, the son of Holocaust survivors, a teacher and educator, who left behind a wife and four children, between the ages of 13 – 21.
And let us not forget the third victim. The terrorist who drove past a column of cars at the busy intersection, firing indiscriminately, also killed a “Palestinian”,  24-year-old Shadi Arafa, who was on his way home from work. But I expect that, in his case, the “Palestinian” leadership will apologise to his family and proclaim him a shahid – a marty – as they did in 2004, when they “mistook” the son of a prominent Christian Arab Israeli lawyer for a “settler” and shot him while he was out jogging.

In both of these barbaric attacks, the murderers were apprehended – alive, I am sorry to say.
May God avenge the blood of their victims.




About Shimona from the Palace

Born in London, the UK, I came on Aliyah in my teens and now live in Jerusalem, where I practice law. I am a firm believer in the words of Albert Schweitzer: "There are two means of refuge from the sorrows of this world - Music and Cats." To that, you can add Literature. To curl up on the sofa with a good book, a cat at one's feet and another one on one's lap, with a classical symphony or concerto in the background - what more can a person ask for?
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3 Responses to A Strange Sense of Déja-Vu

  1. mariodacat says:

    The world has gone crazy these past few years. I know you people in your country have been suffering through fighting for so many years – so senseless and it’s taken so many lives. Why oh why can’t we live peacefully with our neighbor no matter what the religion.

  2. David says:

    The savages are on the rampage both in Israel and other parts of the free world. And FINALLY the appeasers are discovering that appeasement doesn’t work. As Kipling said@ “Once you pay the Dane Gelt, you never get rid of the Dane.”

  3. Katherine says:

    I saw some of this in the Independent on Sunday.Alas,what is nearer like Paris takes most of our attention.Will it ever end?Some women here wearing headscarves have been attacked.The Archbishop of Canterbury says nothing about you but he says the Paris events made him doubt the existence of God.That says it all and more.If God does exist he must get angry

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