What to say?

Neturai Karta is a "Jewish Voice"?

There are ONLY two possibilities I see here.

One is that the individual(s) at SHASS responsible for this egregious offense against truth and decency are truly so ignorant that they feel that Mr. Weiss (as an observant Jew, I reserve the term Rabbi for a type other than this man) DOES represent Judaism in any meaningful sense.

The other, simpler, more seemingly probable explanation is that it is simply thinly-veiled, disingenuous, cheap Jew-hatred; a thing as ugly, common, and mundane as dirty cardboard on a city street.

I literally weep at what is being lost.

Baruch HaShem - I know the Jewish people will remain, but there is no promise that we will not suffer.

There is no promise that twisted, hateful liars will not demean and ridicule us, attempt to obliterate our history, and assist those who plan our ultimate destruction - all the while maintaining their love of peace and respect for all people.

What there IS is the chance, every day, for every decent person to stand up for what they know is right. Every day the MIT alumni, who, one hopes, would NOT aapreciate their donations being used for what is at BEST going to be a one-sided exposition of sneering Israel-bashing, can choose to direct their worthy tzedakah elsewhere. Every day we can speak our minds, write, and work to make the world a little better. . .

even if MIT is teaching people how to make it worse.

A tragedy and a vile shame for Americans, the academic community, and all those who will not step away from this appalling evil.

Am Yisrael Chai!
6PO

I feel ill. Unsurprised, but ill.....

My grandparents walked out of Russia to escape the pogroms. My grandfather crossed the Atlantic three times because they sent him back the first time for "pinkeye."

He walked - WALKED - from Kiev to Trieste, then somehow made his way to England, then crossed the Atlantic 3 times in steerage.

He was just a little person with a lion's heart, a painter and paper hanger. He and my grandmother had seven children. One uncle died in WWII. They were so poor during the depression they lost their house.

But they scrounged a few pennies here and there to send to the Jews who were slowly and laboriously planting trees and draining swamps and digging stones out of barren fields. They put their pennies in little blue boxes so that people would have a place to go when the pogroms threatened, so they wouldn't have to bend to the commissar's whip, so they wouldn't be killed for arbitrarily for straying beyond the Pale or G*d forbid, ever again in a Shoah.

As an old man, my Grandfather made aliyah and planted a tree in Eretz Israel.

This summer, those forests burned.

What else does the world have in store for us?

For the first time in my life I am grateful my grandparents, my mother and most of my aunts and uncles, are dead. I think, had old age, illness, accident and war not claimed them, the sight of Jews huddling in bomb shelters and Israel's burning forests, would have finished them. It would have broken their joyous, courageous, hopeful hearts.

Somehow, we've got to keep living, working and creating. We have to, we must, keep hoping for the future. We must, we MUST, remember to exult daily in the glory and wonder of life.

But increasingly I have a bad feeling. Many of us are struggling to maintain our integrity and our softness, to continue defending other minorities and to resist stereotyping even the people who threaten us. But that too is becoming a challenge. It's become a challenge not to succumb to anger and fear, to continue building and creating.

But accept that challenge we must.

Am Yisrael chai.

MIT's administration should be put on the record about this. Absolutely outrageous.