dinsdag, juni 14, 2011

 

a-hundredandtwenty

when that time comes I KNOW I will be:



woensdag, april 14, 2010

 

Back

;-)

Yes, I'm gonna re-open this blog. This time it's gonna take a different turn. No politics (perhaps only a little) - No 'beach only oriented' postings - see my other blog...

I'm going to write here what I want to - on any subject I want to and openly. I thought about opening a new blog to write away what's on my mind and heart and keep it totally private without anyone being able to see what I write. BUT, if I'm afraid of what I write I think I should be more afraid of myself because that means I got things to hide (hiding things suggests being afraid in my eyes).

So here it goes.

From my next entry I am going to reclaim my first blog I ever had (this one) and pick up the thread.


zaterdag, maart 13, 2010

 

and another year....

though everything is a continuation of the previous...

dinsdag, maart 24, 2009

 

Not to speak about what a difference a year makes...

!

dinsdag, januari 29, 2008

 

What A Difference A Day Makes :D




Tse.!!

zondag, januari 27, 2008

 

Mother

Today it is exactly 11 years ago my mother died. She would have died on the 26th, her breath stopped for over 5 minutes that day - 5 minutes I was on the phone talking with my daughter in Israel, congratulating her on her birthday. But, the moment the doctor stopped telling me what happened and she heard my voice she 'came back' - She waited. Not dying on the 26th, my daughter's birthday (which she doesn't celebrate anymore anyway since she turned religious but only on the hebrew date) -

Mother, my modest, extra-ordinary emotional and warm hearted mother, though I can't visit your grave and don't know if I will have the money to transfer your remains to the grave next to Pa before they dish your bones, please be assured of my everlasting, thorough love for you. Even, if at times, it didn't feel like I loved you.

Tse.

PS. I decided to make a tribute to her. The following are the singers she held high. Judy Garland for which she felt so much sorry, because according to her she had such a sad life, the following, Bing Crosby was her absolute 'star' -like she admired him over the top, thought the world of him, the third a song that made her burst out in tears - the singer, the melody, the words.... the ambiance. My mother was such a honest - and righteous person, it was hard for her to recognize injustice covered up by the traditional culture she lived in - but it bothered her, while not knowing exactly what it was that hurt her about it... hearing this song again makes me cry as well.., and the fourth a Dutch singer with whom I performed on Toppop with as a model (for my long blonde hair, which words appear in the lyrics) and made her so proud, an appearance I made on Dutch tv only a few months before I left the Netherlands - a decision that until this very day haunts me as to the hurt that caused her- a song she played many times after I left, thinking of me.... Like I now feel how much it hurts to have a child far away :(












zaterdag, januari 12, 2008

 

A Heart

Video link here

Yechezkel 36...


24. For I will take you from among the nations and gather you from all the countries, and I will bring you to your land.
25. And I will sprinkle clean water upon you, and you will be clean; from all your impurities and from all your abominations will I cleanse you.
26. And I will give you a new heart, and a new spirit will I put within you, and I will take away the heart of stone out of your flesh, and I will give you a heart of flesh.
27. And I will put My spirit within you and bring it about that you will walk in My statutes and you will keep My ordinances and do [them].
28. Then will you dwell in the land that I gave your fathers, and you will be a people to Me, and I will be to you as a God.


Tse.


maandag, december 31, 2007

 

2008 - ...where every neighbor is our friend. . .

I'd like to wish everybody a healthy, happy 2008 - a year in where all your wishes come true without hurting eachother.

Tse.


zondag, december 23, 2007

 

Not Nice People


The Black Panthers (in Hebrew הפנתרים השחורים), PaPanterim Hashkhorim) are an Israeli protest movement of second generation new immigrants from Islamic countries, called Mizrachi Jews.

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On May 18, 1971, "The Night of the Panthers", between 5,000 and 7,000 demonstrators gathered in Zion Square in Jerusalem in a militant protest against the racial discrimination.

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Prior to the demonstration, representatives of the Panthers had met April 13 with Prime Minister Golda Meir, who characterized them as "Not Nice People".

(Wikipedia)


For photos from that time and quotes spoken by "Black Panthers" click here

For the article on which I quote below (A Salute to the Black Panthers), click here


[...]However, from today’s 30-year retrospective, and after engaging in a thorough research of my own, I state without hesitation that the ‘Black Panthers’ were the ground-breaking catalyst for the Mizrahi struggle in Israel. Israel before March 1971 was a different Israel than that of after March 1971. In the former, the economic and cultural oppression was accepted by Mizrahim with submissiveness, except for short rebellious outbursts which were repressed with an iron fist by the government and its Mizrahi collaborators, as in the case of the Wadi Salib Uprising in 1959. [...]

The Black Panthers’ uprising was begun by a group of young, unemployed, dropout residents of the Musrara neighborhood located at the border between East and West Jerusalem - a neighborhood whose Western (Israeli) half came to be as a result of the expulsion of its original Palestinian inhabitants during the War of 1948. Due to its peripheral status at the border with the then Trans-Jordanian side of Jerusalem, the early years of the neighborhood were characterized by issues of daily security,which ended in the wake of the ’67 war, because both the Eastern and Western halves of Jerusalem came beneath Israeli municipal and police control. The neighborhood was then housed by 650 Mizrahi immigrant families, the majority of whom came from North Africa, with a minority coming from Iraq. [...]

The ultimate language of the Black Panthers, for the first time directly attacked the manipulative myth that ‘Security precedes everything’, by which the governments of Mapai [Labor] silenced every protest. They claimed very clearly and directly that a state in which there is such an unequal economic situation of Mizrahim (and of Arabs – as said in certain places, mainly by Bitton and Shemesh) has no right to exist. This was expressed by Martziano’s radical words regarding the division of the cake: “Either the cake will be shared by all or there will be no cake”. [...]

The Black Panthers were also the first to make the connection between the concepts of ‘class’ and ‘ethnic group’. They often compared the way the new Russian immigrants were treated by the absorption authorities (in the early 70s­), with the second generation of Mizrahim who were still living in dire poverty. Thus they added another layer of comparison which previously existed in the collective consciousness– that of the absorption of Ashkenazim, and Mizrahim in the early years of the state. In this way, they completely undermined arguments of ‘Modernization’ and a ‘sociology of Backwardness’, which was based upon cultural rather than class analysis. In this, the Black Panthers preceded the class-oriented sociologists in Israel who appeared not accidentally, only after the era of the Black Panthers became the focus of their research. [...]

The Black Panthers’ greatest achievement was their ability to unmask the issue of the Mizrahim by presenting it as a permanent issue on the political, public and academic agenda in Israel. No one could pretend anymore that the problem was only a matter of ‘subjectivity’ or related to the set of priorities in Mizrahi homes, as Golda Meir once advised: “Let them stop all those family celebrations. Let them learn how to manage their budget rationally. Let them work hard for their rights. They should begin by having smaller families”. From then on it was clear to everyone that the problem exists – though it is continually avoided to be addressed.[...]

....the Panthers prompted a Mizrahi cultural awakening reflective of the cultural oppression of the Mizrahim which began immediately after their first protest and which continued in tandem with the breakdown of Mapai’s hegemony. Initially it was music that blossomed forth, followed by poetry and prose, and above all, academic research. Later came cinematography and the arts. [...]

I would like to emphasize the courage and devotion of the group of youngsters from Musrara who stood up against the forces of oppression and confronted the state headed by Mapai on both the ideological and physical levels. It is sad to note that since the confrontations of the Black Panthers, not one Mizrahi movement has emerged which dared to carry out a direct and brave confrontation with the state.[...]

Black Panthers Founder, Former MK Marciano Dies At 58 - "He always spoke of the poor residents of Jerusalem and never mentiioned his own financial situation"

Sa'adia, respectable, admirable human being, Yedid Nefesh, who's death was hardly mentioned on all of the 3 major tv stations while filth bags like Olmert would probably reach world press coverage, Zichronkha Baruch - May You Rest In Peace...

Tse.



vrijdag, december 21, 2007

 

L-I-S-T-E-N-!!!

nobody (no not you son lol) can understand what music has brought me, inspired me, encouraged me and shown me the way.... comfort me and was there to be my friend.


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