What an inspirational song, composed in tribute for the 2 soldiers brutally (lynched) murdered in Ramallah some years ago.

 

Watch me – (subtitled)

A must see film regarding the dangers of radical Islam, brewing while the world slumbers with foolish sense of security.

 

Click here to watch me!


During the days before Seder Pesach Gabi walks around Mumbai hanging announcements in hotels and guesthouses. These are invitations to Jews and Israelis in Mumbai to join the kosher Seder Pesach at the Beith Chabad.
On the eve of Pesach, a few hours before the beginning of the holiday, in the midst of the preparations for Seder, Rivky says to Gabi “Go, go around, and see if we have not overlooked any hotel or guest house”.
Gabi replies ” But I went personally, and I hung announcements personally…” Rivky insists, and Gabi goes out to the streets as requested by his beloved wife.

As he patrols the streets, Gabi discovers a guesthouse that he somehow overlooked before, and didn’t hang an invitation there.  He enters and asks the clerk to see the guest book. He checks it and discovers a name that sounds Israeli.

He goes up the stairs, knocks repeatedly on the door, and when there is no answer he leaves and starts descending the stairs.  As he reaches the bottom step, behind him the door opens and a young man with a towel around his middle, dripping water, looks at him shocked.

“Who sent you?”  asks the young man. ” The Kadosh Baruch Hu ” (The Holy Blessed be He –G-d ) answers Gabi.   The young man, in total shock, invites him to come back, gets dressed and says:
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“Listen to this story.  I just arrived from the south of India on my way to the north, I never intended to stop in this city, I came on a train and I was to change trains.  When I get off the train and go to buy my ticket, I discover to my horror that some pickpocket robbed me.  I sit on a rock and start getting depressed, but suddenly a young man comes to me. He talks to me with a French accent and asks where I am from. When I tell him that I am from Israel, the young man tells me that he is also Jewish, from France, and he gives me some money.  The young man tells me to go into the city, rent a room and after the holiday call home and ask the parents to deposit money in the postal bank, and then withdraw it here through Western Union.
I do as the young man told me. I get to the city, rent a room in the first guesthouse I see, enter the room, and lie down on the bed.  I look upward and begin to “talk” to G-d.  “G-d, what is going on? What will happen? What am I doing here in this bad situation? ”
You get this? ME, the kibbutznik?  ME, who never had any connection or contact with “him above” …  I now talk to him….
Suddenly I realize that this is the eve of Pesach, the evening of Seder, and my monologue starts again:  ” I know that the connection between us is not who knows what…  but G-d, if you love me, give me a sign, don’t let me be alone this evening, allow me to be at a real Seder, with other Jews… ”

I finish my monologue, take of my clothes and go to the shower, turn on the water and suddenly I hear knocks on the door. I thought I am imagining it, but no, there were repeated knocks on the door.  I turn off the water, grab the towel around me and come to open the door.  I open the door and see someone who looks like a Jewish rabbi at the bottom of the stairs, and when I ask you who sent you, you answer me “Hakadosh Baruch Hu “…(G-d)

Needless to say, that this kibutznik too, like hundreds and thousands of other Jews enjoyed the magical hospitality of the Chabad house of the city.

                        DON’T TELL G-D HOW BIG YOUR TROUBLES ARE…
                       TELL YOUR TROUBLES HOW BIG G-D IS….

                                        THERE IS NONE EXCEPT HIM

A free translation of an article appearing in the newspaper BeShevah. The late famous Rabbi Shlomo Carlbach z”l flew many times around the world in order to perform his special music and was well known in the Airline World.

On one of his flights the Rabbi noticed one of the stewardesses mumbling her prayers from a siddur.  He was surprised at this unusual occurrence. He waited until she had finished her “davening” and politely asked her “Are you a Jewess?” She told him that she was a recent convert to Judaism, having been taught by an Orthodox Rabbi and she said “as you can see I am now abiding by the strict rules of the religion.” 

Shortly afterwards she returned to Shlomo Carlbach and said “I see you  are a Rabbi. Perhaps you will be able to help me with a pressing personal  problem.”    Rabbi Shlomo inclined his head and pricked up his ears when he heard her  words. “Recently I have become friendly with a Jewish young man, and we  both love one another very much. We would like to marry, but his  parents are very much opposed to our “Shidduch” on the grounds of my  conversion. Unfortunately he does not want to go against his parents’  wishes, as they have threatened to cut off all connections with him. He is very close to his parents and does not want to cause them grief.  Rabbi, perhaps you can help us.”    ”I will try” said Rabbi Shlomo. He took the parents telephone numbers,  promising that he would try to convince them to be in favor of the  marriage.    On arrival at his destination, he contacted the young man’s parents, but  received a hostile and frosty reception. His attempts to convince the  father to look at the situation from another angle failed utterly. In  fact the father’s anger grew even more until at the end he shouted  ”Don’t you know I am a Sho’ah survivor, and because of what the goyim did  to us Jews, I now hate Goyim, and I will tell you, if my son marries  this Goya (Gentile),I will kill him.”    At the end of this telephone call the Rabbi contacted the air hostess to  tell her of his failure. She did not immediately answer him, but in her  place, her father came to the phone. They conversed a little and Rabbi  Shlomo told the girl’s father of his attempts on behalf of his daughter.  The father then accused the Rav for ‘mixing in’ in the matter. At this  response Rabbi Shlomo tried to justify himself by saying “In the Talmud  it is written that the Almighty is busy for one third of his time in  match making, and I am only trying to help Him step by step. What is  clear to me is that your daughter and her young man are very much in  love and it is a shame that they will not marry.”    The concerned voice of Rabbi Shlomo Carlbach touched the heart of the  girl’s father. He started to cry and said with feeling “I will reveal  to you a secret that I have not told to anyone, something that I was  certain that no-one would ever know. I and my wife are Christians – but  not genuine ones. Both of us are survivors from the Holocaust and  because of what G-d did to the Jews – we hate Judaism. We brought up our  kids as Christians in every way. They don’t know the Truth.”     ”If this is so “said the Rav, excitedly, “your daughter is Jewish from  birth, and there’s no problem. The boy’s father wants his future  daughter-in-law to be a genuine Jewess, and now it is clear that she is  exactly this. Reveal to her the truth, and they will be able to marry.”  The air hostess’s father concurred and the Rabbi then succeeded to  convene a meeting of both sets of parents together in his hotel.    At the first moment of their meeting one of the fathers yelled out  ”Yankele!” and the other responded “Herschele!” – And they fell into one  another’s arms. Afterwards they explained to their respective, shocked  wives that before the outbreak of W.W.2. They both learned at the same  Yeshivah. Each one was sure that the other had perished in the Sho’ah.  Abundant memories came back to them. They remembered their lost  childhood and spoke nostalgically of the pain. One of them said “Do you  remember how we dreamt of the future when we were Yeshivah students?”  The other one responded “Yes, and we said to one another – when we grow  up and marry, our offspring may well marry one another. We forgot  entirely, but Hashem did not forget.”

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It is a matter of history that when Supreme Commander of the Allied Forces, General Dwight Eisenhower, found the victims of the death camps, he ordered all possible photographs to be taken, and for the German people from surrounding villages to be ushered through the camps and even made to bury the dead.He did this because he said in words to this effect: ‘Get it all on record now – get the films – get the witnesses – because somewhere down the track of history some b*stard will get up and say that this never happened’

‘All that is necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing’
Edmund Burke

This week, the UK removed The Holocaust from its school curriculum because it ‘offended’ the Muslim population which claims it never occurred.

This is a frightening portent of the fear that is gripping the world and how easily each country is giving in to it. 
    
It is now more than 60 years after the Second World War in Europe ended.
This e-mail is being sent as a memorial chain, in memory of the
six million Jews, 20 million Russians, 10 million Christians and 1,900 Catholic priests who were murdered, massacred, raped, burned, starved and humiliated with the German and Russian peoples looking the other way!
Now, more than ever, with Iran , among others, claiming the Holocaust to be ‘a myth,’ it is imperative to make sure the world never forgets.

This e-mail is intended to reach 40 million people worldwide!  
Be a link in the memorial chain and help distribute this around the world.
Don’t just delete this. It will only take a minute to pass this along.

Let’s cover the world and remember because we cannot let it ever happen again.

Get a load of this! YouTube: Watch me

 

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Where are the voices of humanity’s peacekeepers to condemn the losses of our miracles?

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Well this debate is one for the ages that bares great responsibility;

 Should we teach our young to identify with the chaos and horrors befallen children their age during the Holocaust?

Would sparking awareness and inspiring empathy within a child have any influence on valuing its future and cherishing its freedoms? 

Would the educated child fight for the freedom it had earned through the many unfortunate that ceased in order to attain these rights in the first place?

In short: “Should we not teach our young to identify with children less fortunate so that they fight for a better tomorrow?! Teach them so that they learn from past mistakes? Or should we simply protect them from any negative influences until they are of age to fend for themselves?”

 I can only add one thought: One needs to build an immunity to fight off disease. Have we learnt nothing from what it takes to build such immunity or must we be reminded?

 Read this open debate:

Should we teach our young about the Holocaust? 

What’s your take on this?

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This is a tribute to our brothers and sisters who stand tall in the face of our tireless enemy.

May G-d protect them all of us. May their journeys be blessed with divine success.

May the world be enlightened by what they stand for…

May we all enjoy peace and tranquility with war no more.

May we be redeemed and stand united while chanting the very words that kept this people alive…

Shemah Yisroel,… Hashem Echod!

Forever one nation, forever one family, forever one G-d!

 

YouTube: Among our heroes!

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To the saintly martyrs of Klal Yisroel… my brothers,… we will soon meet again. Forever, in peace.

YouTube: The holy-8, we will never forget!

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Doron Mahareta (top) of blessed and saintly memory HY”D was one of the eight Yeshiva students that were massacred last week in Yeshivat Mercaz HaRav in Jerusalem.
Last night, I paid a shiva (condolence) call to Doron’s family. Every single type of Jew was sitting together, from Ethiopians to Polish Chassidim, from knit kippot to Yerushalmi white kippot, from jeans and sandals to long black frocks. Too bad that it takes a martyr of Doron’s magnitude to unite everyone.
One of the rabbis from Mercaz HaRav told me the most amazing story you’ll ever hear about Doron’s dedication to learning Torah, a story that competes with the Gemara’s account of Hillel’s near freezing on the roof of Shmaya and Avtalion’s Yeshiva (see tractate Yoma, 35b).
Doron wanted to learn Torah in Mercaz HaRav, one of the best of Israel’s yeshivas. But, since his early schooling was in Ethiopia, he lacked a strong background in Gemara. The Yeshiva rejected him. He wasn’t discouraged. He asked, “If you won’t let me learn Torah, will you let me wash the dishes in the mess hall?” For a year and a half, Doron washed dishes. But, he spent every spare minute in the study hall. He inquired what the yeshiva boys were learning, and spent most of the nights and all of his Shabbatot with his head in the Gemara learning what they learned. One day, the “dish washer” asked the Rosh Yeshiva to test him. The Rosh Yeshiva politely smiled and tried to gently dismiss Doron, but Doron wouldn’t budge. He forced the Rosh Yeshiva into a Torah discussion; the next day, he was no longer a dish washer but a full-fledged “yeshiva bachur”.
On weekends, when Doron would come home to visit his family in Ashdod, he’d spend the entire Shabbat either in the Melitzer Shul or the neighboring Gerrer shtiebel learning Shulchan Aruch and its commentaries. Three weeks ago, he finished the entire Shulchan Aruch and principle commentaries. Doron achieved in his tender 26 years what others don’t attain in 88 years. He truly was an unblemished sacrifice, who gave his life for all of us.
The next time you want to close the Gemara to watch TV, think of Doron. The next time your son doesn’t want to do his Torah homework, tell him about the price that tzaddikim like Hillel the Elder and Doron Mahareta paid to learn Torah. I wouldn’t be a bit surprised if Doron wasn’t a reincarnation of Hillel. May his holy soul beg mercy for the grieving nation he left behind, amen.

Written by: Rav Lazer Brody

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Well, this is an interesting read on the foundation of what most accuse to be a “Misplaced Patriotism“. We just call it “Please leave us in Peacism“. Well ultimately, i guess we can all agree on calling it ”Zionism“.

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To view pictures of the rally in memory of the 8 young boys fallen to Rosh Chodesh Adar2′s terror attack in Yerushalayim, click on:

‘In their name.’

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Click on the links below for the articles posted on the infamous weblog ‘LittleGreenFootballs’ in aftermath of Jerusalem’s terror attack on Rosh Chodesh Adar2:

1. The beginning

The death toll has risen to 8 l”a

2. Evil celebrates

Thou shalt not rejoice in the fall and sorrow of thou enemy

3. Huffington turns off comments

4. The all loving UN Security Council

Would we expect it to be any different? Conclusion…

 

 For now, words will not express… However, please say Tehillim for our brothers that fell victim to these beasts:

Yonathan ben Avital

Naftali ben Gilah

Shimon ben Tirzah

Nadav ben Hadas

Reuven ben Naomi

Elchanan ben Zehavah

All of whom had been wounded in the cowardly terrorist attack that took place on Rosh Chodesh Adar2 in Yeshivas ‘Merkaz Harav’.

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Never Forgotten

I read the following article on the dear and trusted blog “LittleGreenFootballs” . It was written by “WrathOfG-d” in the aftermath of the shooting that took place in a Talmudic Yeshivah at the entrance of Jerusalem, called ‘Merkaz Harav‘ - 7 have been reported dead and 30 more wounded, among them 3 critically.”:

WrathOfG-d’s article: 

Dear World,

It Appears That You Are Hard To Please.

I understand that you are upset over us, here in Israel. Indeed, it appears that you are quite upset, even angry and outraged? Indeed, every few years you seem to become upset over us. Today, it is the brutal repression of the Palestinians; yesterday, it was Lebanon; before that it was the bombing of the nuclear reactor in Baghdad and the Yom Kippur War campaign. It appears that Jews who triumph and who, therefore, live, upset you most extraordinarily. Of course, dear world, long before there was an Israel, we, the Jewish people – upset you. We upset a German people who elected a Hitler and we upset an Austrian people who cheered his entry into Vienna and we upset a whole slew of Slavic nations – Poles, Slovaks, Lithuanians, Ukrainians, Russians, Hungarians, Romanians. And we go back a long, long way in the history of world upset. We upset the Cossacks of Chmielnicki who massacred tens of thousands of us in 1648-49; we upset the Crusaders who, on their way to liberate the Holy Land, were so upset at Jews that they slaughtered untold numbers of us. We upset, for centuries, a Roman Catholic Church that did its best to define our relationship through Inquisitions. And we upset the arch-enemy of the Church, Martin Luther, who, in his call to burn the synagogues and the Jews within them, showed an admirable Christian ecumenical spirit.

It is because we became so upset over upsetting you, dear world, that we decided to leave you – in a manner of speaking – and establish a Jewish State.

The reasoning was that living in close contact with you, as resident-strangers in the various countries that comprise you, we upset you, irritate you, disturb you. What better notion, then, than to leave you and thus love you – and have you love us? And so we decided to come home – to the same homeland from which we were driven out 1,900 years earlier by a Roman world that, apparently, we also upset. Alas, dear world, it appears that you are hard to please. Having left you and your Pogroms and Inquisitions and Crusades and Holocausts, having taken our leave of the general world to live alone in our own little state – we continue to upset you.

You are upset that we repress the poor Palestinians. You are deeply angered over the fact that we do not give up the lands of 1967, which are clearly the obstacle to peace in the Middle East. Moscow is upset and Washington is upset.

The Arabs are upset and the gentle Egyptian moderates are upset. Well, dear world, consider the reaction of a normal Jew from Israel. In 1920, 1921 and 1929, there were no territories of 1967 to impede peace between Jews and Arabs. Indeed, there was no Jewish State to upset anybody. Nevertheless, the same oppressed and repressed Palestinians slaughtered hundreds of Jews in Jerusalem, Jaffa, Safed and Hebron. Indeed, 67 Jews were slaughtered one day in Hebron – in 1929. Dear world, why did the Arabs – the Palestinians – massacre 67 Jews in one day in 1929? Could it have been their anger over Israeli aggression in 1967?

(snip)

To the victims of this horror, you will never be forgotten!

Never Forgotten 

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