Thursday, March 19, 2020
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I can't say I'm totally surprised of what's going on in the world right now: climate change and the corona virus.
I've mentioned before that I believe in God ( the Superpower) and his Creation of the world.
I think we humans have constantly violated the order and rules of this creation by wars, colonialism, slavery, migration, globality - and now, we're probably going to pay for it.
I remember my visit to South Africa. Apartheid was already in its last stages, and what really puzzled me was the mere presence of the white, european people there. I kept asking myself why are they here? this continent was given by God to the black people, and it belongs to them. The europeans should be here only as tourists not as settlers. Europe is their God- given continent for.better or for worse.
Climate Change and the Corona Virus clearly indicate that God is fed up with us and is considering a Reset whatever that may mean.
I guess that even if we survive the corona, we might face a totally different reality with scarcity of food, no pensions, violence reaching its highest, at least for a while.
It is at times like this, that one learns the true meaning of terms constantly misused and misunderstood by us such as: nation. territory, race, sustainability, superpower, climate, and many others.
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Wednesday, March 11, 2020
CORONAVIRUS
It's rather hard to concentrate on blogging when every day brings with it some bad news about coronavirus.
Our warning example is the outbreak in Italy. The italians haven't taken it seriously from the beginning, and now Italy is completely paralyzed.
We, in Israel have taken it more seriously, and yet we are probably at the stage were contamination cannot be prevented any further, despite on going drastic measures. This is panicking, because our Health Care System will not be able to deal with hundreds of corona patients simultaneously.
One would think medical people know a lot about the virus, and the only thing now is to come up with a vaccine.
Well, the corona seems to be very elusive. People that infect others are in many cases asymptomatic, the disease is described as a mild sort of flu, but those who recover from it might still.infect others .
They say it is dangerous mainly for elderly people with chronic disease history. There's, however, a 38 year old driver with no such history (albeit a smoker), hospitalized in serious condition.
Now we have a 9-year old too on the list although they say the virus seems to avoid children.
Besides blaming the chinese for eating snake meat and bat meat, additional blame is put on the airplane. Yes.the vehicle that connects countries also helps spread the virus. So, flights get cancelled, airports closed. Nobody knows what next.
We are reminded to wash our hands thoroughly. That's something most of us do regularly. Pity we are not reminded to watch our immune system and make any effort to strenghten it. That would be very rewarding.
Where does all this lead to, total collapse? Only God knows.
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Thursday, February 27, 2020
The Jeweler
At the end of that year of the earrings' purchase, I returned to the jewelery shop . I had some buying plans for the new upcoming year, and I thought that would be the best place to get quality at a decent price, and excellent customer service.
The shop was closed. There was an obituary both on the window and on the entrance door. I was shocked. The man was barely middle-aged, too young to die.
I entered the neighboring shop to get some information. Had he been ill? was it an accident?
"He was murdered", came the neighbor's answer."The police had arrested a suspect".
Murdered?!! I was shocked again.
There were customers in the neighboring shop, so I couldn't go on with my questions, but I promised myself to get the whole story.
I supposed it was a robbery attempt that went wrong.
As I happened to know someone on the board of our local newspaper I asked to have a word with him on the matter.He informed me that the story won't be published any time- at the specific request of the deceased's family.
It appeared the jeweler (married, with wife and kids) was sexually involved with a young man, in charge of the cleaning of the shops in the passage. The young lover was arrested by the police and charged with murder.
Whenever I'm in the vicinity, and enter the shopping passage, I see deterioration: empty, closed shops , frequent change of names and ownership, messy place with items displayed outside the shops, etc..
It occurs to me that perhaps it's some kind of punishment, having to do with the fact that a murder has been committed here, a soul has been taken away by force and it's crying above.
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Sunday, February 16, 2020
Living Among Us
I've got the strange feeling that Sars was a warning, Corona (officialy named covid-19) is the 'real thing'. The viral outbreak doesn't seem to be under control. Words like 'global', 'outsource', 'China', have become ominous. If the chinese stop working , the economies of the world might collapse.
In the meantime, people go on with their plans, especially touristic ones. During the second week of February we have the annual IMTM fair (see my previous posts on the subject). Usually, it's a popular, colorful touristic event that lasts two days; half of the day dedicated to professionals , the other half open to the public.
Expo area in TA
Entrance
Pavilion 2 out of two main exhibit pavilions
Indian booth posters - Incredible India
India booth posters- Human and Nature
Men's chat
girls' chat
deserted booths
Not much is known about it, so hopes, at this stage, are modest - mainly to bring it down, at least, to the level of the flu (influenza) virus.
The latter has practically been living for decades among us. We are familiar with it, have an annual vaccine, anti-viral drugs, understand its spreading process, can foresee mutations etc..
May God protect us from the Corona family !
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Sunday, February 9, 2020
The Beggar in Black
I remember from my childhood and early adolescence in a communist country, that begging was seen as public disturbance and forbidden by law; beggars were treated cruelly if caught.
Charity and fundraising were not allowed either.
The rationale behind it was that the government took good care of its citizens , and the above activities implied the opposite, which was unacceptable.
Perhaps the communist approach was not so bad after all, considering the amount of fraud and corruption regarding benevolent, non- profit organizations in the western world.
People give away stuff and money without properly checking where it goes to and that doesn't help fix the situation. Sometimes even the social services are involved in the scam.
Well. to go back to what I started with - begging and beggars.
Over the years, I occasionally stumbled upon a certain beggar who for some reason or another, managed to capture my attention. His "territory" was the heart of Tel Aviv city.
He was not the standard beggar. He didn't have a 'fixed' place, but was rather on the move, stretching his hand to passersby and shop keepers, an imploring look on his face . He seemd ageless, with no visible physical disability. He made no use of kids or heart-breaking little posters to ellicit symphaty. He was casually dressed in a black t-shirt and pants.
begging- (Getty's images)
I entered the restaurant and approached his table; looked him into the eyes, but... couldn't do it, couldn't ask him about the begging, couldn't tell him that people begging money, do so for very basic needs, not for luxuries.
Just turned around and left.
Were are the story investigative journalists when you need them?
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Sunday, February 2, 2020
Sitting Shiva
'Sitting Shiva' is a mourning custom in judaism. It starts immediately after the funeral and lasts seven days and nights ('shivah', literally means seven).
The 'shiva' is kept at the residence of the deceased or in the home of one of the principal mourners (relatives of first degree). The mourners usually sit on low beds and stools, express their grief, and discuss the loss of the loved one with visitors that come to offer their condolences and comfort .
Shortly before my retiring from work, the secretary at our office lost her mother, a last year hospice patient.
The 'shiva' was held at the home of the secretary's sister. The latter, a TV writer and director, wife of a well-known hospital doctor, lived in a beautiful house, located in a respectable neighborhood of a central city.
We were a bunch of four-five people from the office coming to extend our condolences to the bereaved family.
The spacious living room was occupied by the sister and her family awaiting the visits of high society people from the TV and medical fields.. We were directed to an adjacent room where we found our secretaryׂ with HER visitors.
I felt very badly about that, not to say shocked. The 'shiva' is meant to be a custom of togetherness not of separation, of human solidarity not of human polarization.
The thing is I've met the sister on a previous occasion and she had left a great impresion on me: good- looking, witty, polite, kind. And now this... perhaps, her husband's idea. Who knows.
We (the office colleagues), were too embarassed to discuss the matter among us.
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Saturday, January 25, 2020
The Silent Walls
indoor walls and ceiling (Web picture)
The truth is that these walls emit toxicity at various levels. Silent, silent, but dangerous. Building materials, wall primers and paint , have improved over the years; and yet we're constantly advised, and rightly so, to keep windows slightly open during most of the year.
(Air conditioning, which requires closed windows and doors for its efficacity, has worsened things for many people, including me, causing various allergic reactions and dry skin).
I don't trust any wall stuff. We don't really know what's in it despite regulations. The use of lead in paint ( lead - a metal that can be very toxic) was banned in 1978, but it still exists in walls of older homes. Asbestos (silicate minerals)- based materials, are banned in most countries and yet they are not completely out of use.
The bottom line - we should keep the windows open (not all the way, just a few inches) for as long as possible. Of course, not during the night or in very nasty weather.
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Thursday, January 16, 2020
A Neighborly Hand
I tend to compare Climate Change with an experienced army general. The later knows he cannot successfully fight a war with the tactics and strategies of the last war. He has to surprise the enemy.
Fires were not new to australians, and yet they got surprised by the highly devastating nature of the last fires.They needed all the help they could get (The neighboring countries New Zealand, Vanuatu, Papua New Guinea were the first to offer help).
In Israel, we don't have much rain . but 2-3 consecutive days of strong rain, some ten days ago, almost destroyed an entire city (Naharyia) in the north of the country. The city was heavily hit by floods, and that came as a complete surprise.
The official explanation to the stunned citizens was that the severe flooding was perhaps due to the Gaaton river(crossing the town) being diverted to build a mall?!
Naharyia floods (web picture)
1. lots of smart rescue plans to save lives (both human and animal).
2. good neighboring country relations based on reciprocity and cooperation.
Nations are more than willing to help other nations in distress, but sometimes because of distance, it takes precious time till the planes with the experts and equipment arrive at the scene of the disaster. So, where possible, good neighbors are top priority.
Nine years ago we had a deadly fire on Mt Carmel (44 fatalities) We badly needed help and we got it from many countries. It was really heart warming. Here's the list with the helping countries (it appeared on the internet):
Azerbaijan – 2 helicopters
Bulgaria – 1 plane and 92 firefighters
Croatia – 1 plane, 8 firefighters and fire repression materials
Cyprus – 1 plane and 1 helicopter
Egypt – fire repression materials
France – 5 planes and fire repression materials
Germany – 1 plane, 7 experts in firefighting and fire repression materials
Greece – 7 planes, 34 firefighters and fire repression materials
Holland – 5 experts in firefighting
Italy – 1 plane and fire repression materials
Jordan – 3 truckloads of firefighting equipment and materials
Palestinian Authority – 21 firefighters and 3 fire engines
Russia – 3 planes and 22 experts in firefighting
Spain – 5 planes
Switzerland – 1 plane, 3 helicopters and a team of 14
Turkey – 2 planes
UK – 2 helicopters
US – 5 planes, 11 experts in firefighting and fire repression materials
Bulgaria – 1 plane and 92 firefighters
Croatia – 1 plane, 8 firefighters and fire repression materials
Cyprus – 1 plane and 1 helicopter
Egypt – fire repression materials
France – 5 planes and fire repression materials
Germany – 1 plane, 7 experts in firefighting and fire repression materials
Greece – 7 planes, 34 firefighters and fire repression materials
Holland – 5 experts in firefighting
Italy – 1 plane and fire repression materials
Jordan – 3 truckloads of firefighting equipment and materials
Palestinian Authority – 21 firefighters and 3 fire engines
Russia – 3 planes and 22 experts in firefighting
Spain – 5 planes
Switzerland – 1 plane, 3 helicopters and a team of 14
Turkey – 2 planes
UK – 2 helicopters
US – 5 planes, 11 experts in firefighting and fire repression materials
Among the countries that offered assistance which wasn't required: Australia (was ready to rapidly deploy a team of 5 incident management experts and 20 tons of fire retardant), Austria, Canada, Czech Republic, Denmark, Romania and Ukraine.
It's mutual. We always offer help to other nations in disaster cases. I especially remember the earthquakes in Azerbaijan and Turkey. Israel had an important assisting presence there.
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Naharyia,
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Wednesday, January 8, 2020
The Pomelo Orchard
pomelos at the store
I'm very fond of the pomelo fruit; it's sweet, friendly to the digestive system, and has many health benefits. I do like to eat pomelos; I have, however, little knowledge about the cultivation and harvesting of this fruit.
There's a pomelo orchard by the tiny road leading to our local cemetery. On the way back from my annual visit at the cemetery, I approach the place with the intention to either buy or get permission from someone in charge, to pick a few pomelos. Never saw/heard anyone there on that specific day; it was rather spooky.
the little road leading to the cemetery
the pomelo orchard
the orchard
However, converting agricultural soil to residential use, might have bad general consequences : food price increase, loss of open, green spaces and more. The government shouldn't allow that to happen.
Yesterday, before posting on the subject I went back to the orchard to refresh my memory. After two previous days of heavy rain, the soil was soft and muddy. The trees were full of fruit whose skin color was deep yellow. not green as four months ago when I last saw them. There were also lots of pomelos on the ground.
trees full of fruit
pomelos on the ground
Do have a look please at the surprise in the video from Elifaz (kibbutz in the south of the country which has one of the best pomelo orchards).
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Sunday, December 29, 2019
The Pick Sisters
There's a very successful 70 year old israeli singer and composer of polish descent, that happens to live in my hometown.
Last year, he got a massive stroke while on the plane that was to bring him back home from a tour abroad. The pilot changed the route so that he could get him to the closest hospital. The musician was saved. After a long and difficult recovery period, he's now back in business. Happy End.
However, he and family are still heavily on the radar of the Media, due to his daughter's Daniella marriage to the famous american filmmaker and director Quentin Tarantino.
I used to see this daughter of his hanging around with her sister. The two girls were rather plain looking, but seemed to have inherited their father's musical aptitudes. They set up a musical duo, The 'Pick Girls', and for a while had quite a big success (I personally liked them enormously; there was something very refreshing about them).
The 'engine' behind the sisters was their mother(divorced from their father, the musician). The mother works in the lyrics business - writes the lyrics of songs and musicals, which eventually become great hits. She's a talented, charismatic woman; her late mother was a well-known , sharp journalist for one of the major newspapers in the country.
The duo, however, was short -lived, as one of them, Sharona, got married and started a family. The other one, Daniella was left behind with no real purpose in life.
Then, one day Daniella was invited to a party and there, she was introduced to the guest of honor , Quentin Tarantino. Their affair lasted several years with ups and downs and at the end of last year they finalized it by getting married. Now, they're expecting a baby. Happy End again in the Pick family. (I do like stories with a happy end).
I once overheard someone commenting on the fact that she got to Hollywood and the Red carpet without her being a known actress/singer/model...just the spouse of....
So what??
Anyway, she wouldn't be the first to get there on such a 'ticket'.
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Thursday, December 19, 2019
In and Out Design
I was to pick up a small parcel from Amazon. The carrier had delivered it to the wrong address, which made me mad, of course. It was on the outskirts of the town, at a petrol station shop.
After I left the service station with my parcel, I got rewarded by the sight of a very special store nearby. In fact it was more like a long shaped warehouse. The sign read "In and Out Design". It shared the vast open space on which it was set up with an adjacent big cat and dog shelter . A bit further - a strawberry field . The whole space used to be one big strawberry field, now only a marginal part of it is allocated to the growing of the delicious fruit (Agriculture, like many other good things in this country, is rapidly deterioratng).
warehouse look
narrow entrance
When I entered the place , I felt like floating in the the world of the arabian nights : all magic around - a multitude of lights and colours , furniture, plants, light fixtures, some statues and statuettes - new and vintage - all collected by the owner from all over the world.
The store also offers design advice by architects and other professionals.
bamboo items
lightfixtures
plants
plants
'You'll have to come back during the day hours to have a better look', I said to myself. I doubt it , though, whether I'll buy anything; not only because of the high prices, but also because I'm in the phase of minimalism and simplicity. Here, it seems they've managed to turn even the simplest natural bamboo stick into some sophisticated item.
sign in hebrew indicating the cats & dogs shelter
On Fridays between 11:00 and 14:00, adoption of cats and dogs takes place in the area near the design store. Big event for both the adopters and the adoptees!
I remember asking a neighbor of mine how much she paid for her puppy. 3 - was her hesitant reply. 3 hundred? No, 3 thousand came her answer. Well, why pay so much, when you can get one for free at this gorgeous adoption center:)
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Thursday, December 12, 2019
Father and Son
Bnei- Brak - waiting for the green light
The father is moving around picking groceries, while the son watches over the shopping cart. Sometimes the later gets bored or impatient and starts screaming to get his father's attention. I've also seen him turning the cart upside down while in a fit of anger.
People in the store stop to look at the "show". They pity the father. I pity him too, of course, but I pity the son even more; how sad to be born in this world just to evoke feelings of pity, and rejection!
The father shows him affection , talks to him in a very soft voice and calms him down... till next time.
Bnei-Brak -chatting under the tree
It looks like the shopping on Thursday is a treat for the boy - he gets to be with his father for more than an hour, and probably feels as his right hand, his helper. They seem close to each other, and I feel very bad about my thoughts on the issues of prenatal tests and pregnancy termination.
orthodox father and his two girls
usual sight in Bnei-Brak; mother, kids and baby in the carriage
youngsters in Bnei-Brak
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Friday, December 6, 2019
Sunrise, Sunset
Daylight
I must wait for the sunrise
I must think of a new life
And I mustn't give in
When the dawn comes
Tonight will be a memory
And a new day will too begin
(Lyrics - 'Memory' song from 'Cats' musical)I seldom get to watch the sunrise as I'm not an early riser, but I've seen a lot of sunsets ; they are a source of endless fascination to me.
I like the symbolism of these two nature phenomena : sunrise symbolizes the beginning (of day, of life), sunset symbolizes the end (of day, of life). I also like the many wise lyrics, and quotes on the subject.
As for superstitions, there are quite a few, but usually associated with sunsets. especially with their red color - as a sign of storm, blood and war.
In the center of my hometown, there used to be a ballroom dancing school named Arthur Murray (after the dance instructor who opened dance studios all over the world). It's closed now and the place serves as a youth center for smart kids.
I sometimes happened to be near the school, in the evening hours while dance lessons were going on, and the sun was gradually setting behind the structure. Music, dance, sunset - what an uplifting sight and feeling that was! (The facade had big windows enabling passersby to watch the dancing couples).
sunset behind ballroom dancing school
blue strip of Lake Kinneret
sunset on the road down to Rosh-Pina
I was coming home from a commemoration ceremony near Jerusalem, and along the road from Jerusalem to Tel Aviv I couldn't keep my eyes off the stunning sunset seen through the bus window.
sunset seen through bus window on the road Jerusalem-Tel Aviv
And here's the Mediterranean Tel Aviv Promenade with an amazing sunset reflected in the water!
sunset at the Tel Aviv promenade
Nothing, however, compares with the sunsets at the Marina of Herzlyia city; the orange and red colors are mind-blowing.
sunset at the Marina of Herzlyia town
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sunrise, sunset
sunrise, sunset
swiftly fly the years
one season following another
laden with happiness and tears
(Lyrics - "Fiddler on the roof" musical)
Wednesday, November 27, 2019
The Eye Doctor and the Painter
He was eager to work in his profession. Fate, however, had other plans for him. His older brother,Bassel, the one expected by all to be their father's successor, died in a car accident, and so, he, Bashar al Assad, the eye doctor, became Syria's notorious president.
He's got them all on his back: Russia, America, Iran, Turkey, Israel, Hezballa. His life is one long, bloody struggle to survive, using whatever he has, inclusive chemicals .
I'm not sure about Donald Trump's intentions in the region, but his two younger predecessors Bush and Obama made it clear they wished to carry out what they called 'installing democracy in the Middle East'. Their actions were set to achieve that by getting rid of the dictators in the region.
Bush got Saddam of Irak eliminated.
Obama was more ambitious. His 'Arab Spring ' campaign got Khaddafi of Lybia eliminated, Mubarak of Egypt put in jail .
He failed , however, to touch Assad. probably because of the russians who were there intimidating whoever sought to approach and harm their protegee.
Anyway, Assad could have been a good doctor, a people's eyesight saver . But when Fate intervenes, there's nothing one can do about.
It somehow reminds me of Hitler, who could have been, a good painter, and perhaps, a decent human being. Fate intervened - the Academy of Fine Arts in Vienna, refused to accept him for studies as he failed the entrance exam twice. So, our mediocre painter Adolf went into politics instead, and the rest is.... History.
Friday, September 27, 2019
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'prayer sculpture' in the city garden - Ramat Gan
The great synagogue- city of Ramat-Gan
However, there's satisfaction in being able to carry out the above things.
the old cemetery in the holy city of Safed (Tzefat)
street corner adjacent to cemetery in city of Ghivataim
Our weather is still very hot during the day; slightly cooler in the mornings and evenings. The heat doesn't help with the preparations and efforts to catch the spiritual mood. We need rain, but we won't get it until late autumn - beginning of winter. Honestly, I dread the approaching of winter, even though our winter is usually short and relatively mild.
at the Prayer Sculpture
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repentance,
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