Friday, November 16, 2012

Alarm Clocks and Sirens



With the resumption of the school year I have returned to the recluse’s life. Though to be fair, I have been anything but a recluse. I have been out and about: to school, at times seven days a week; to Tel Aviv, and other places around. I wanted to liken myself to an Automaton as well, but that analogy is also majorly flawed. When it comes down to it, the start of classes is like treading water. I was never a particularly strong swimmer, so treading water took pretty much all of my focus, and so too does school. Between my classes, becoming a teaching assistant, a research assistant and my own independent research, that’s a task for each hand and foot. It is pretty easy in that instance to become side tracked or lose site of the time.

Over the past two weeks, the situation in the middle east has continued to degenerate. I wonder how many people became so entangled with the US elections that they missed the cross border fire from Syria into israel, and the reports of three Syrian tanks crossing into the demilitarized region of the Golan Heights. This just reminded me of how essentially useless the UN forces there are. It is not the fault of the soldiers stationed there, but rather, their mandate is so limited as to limit them to shouting at the tanks that they ought to turn around. On second thought, I don’t know if their mandate allows them to yell...

More recently, I am fairly certain, that most of you have heard about the escalation between Gaza and Israel. If anything seems to have lost its meaning, it is the word ‘hundreds.’ Or at least it seems it has. A hundred dollars still seems like a good sum of money, even a hundred shekels isn’t something to scoff at, but ‘hundreds of rockets’ doesn’t seem all that out of the ordinary at this point.

Over the next few days I will post every single day. As it seems that something larger is brewing, I want all of you (who I assume are friends and family) to know I am alright. They won’t be large updates, not that much major happens day to day; nevertheless, I have been in touch with a good number of people who have emailed me worried. I don’t want anyone to worry (Mom, Dad), but I also want to be honest. Sirens have sounded as far north as Tel Aviv.
That being said, I don’t plan to write too much about direct local events. This is in part due to the government has asked people to refrain writing about and posting about the rockets as it could help the Hamas militants (terrorists) adjust their aim. I am going to top this update here to give myself plenty to tell you of the last few weeks, but I ask one thing of you all. For those who are religious and pray, regardless of your denomination, pray for the innocents on both sides. For those who don’t pray and are likely adding your two cents over facebook or twitter, I ask you to remember three things:

1) Nothing written in a paragraph can adequately describe what is happening here.

2) The long standing accusations of photo manipulation and photo staging by Palestinian and Arab media sources, also called Pallywood, which has undoubtedly already found its way to your web-browser.

3) Nothing is simple black and white.

This your traveler signing off, sixty yards from a bomb shelter.

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