Oh the unimaginable horrors of this day!
This day has been the worst, craziest, most annoying...
As some of you may remember, I have quite recently been ill. While being ill I went to see my doctor, who prescribed antibiotics (not penecillin). The problem was that I didn't really get better. I got out of bed, but I never properly recovered. Yesterday I started to become far more sick, and today I've had a sore throat, been feverish, dizzy and a just a mess. I had my doctor (who has always been a complete ass) and his reply was that "there is nothing to be done". When I told him that I wasn't satisfied with his answer, and that I did not feel that being sick for a month was normal, he told me "call me again on Friday if you feel like you're "dying".
I finally decided to go all the way to the suburbs (located outside of Reykjavik, I hate the suburbs) to the "shifts", where doctors are working from 17-23:30. I was fortunate enough to bump into a friend in the waiting room, so waiting wasn't so bad. The doctor there was nice, and prescribed penecillin and took a sample. He said he thought I seemed kind of nervous. I told him I'm in the middle of reading for my exams. He said that a lot of people my age that are seeing him are nervous as well, for the same reason.
This mixture of sickness, medication and exam stress is causing me to behave like mad woman. While sitting in the waiting room, my friend Jona (the one I bumped into, and who was later diagnosed with phneumonia) and I were discussing how we were seeing things double and our heads were spinning. Then suddenly I "heard" my mobile phone ring, very clearly. I got very anxious to pick it up since I somehow got this idea that I was "expecting a very important call from my sister".
Nr. 1) I knew perfectly well that I had left my phone at home in the recharger
Nr. 2) Calls from my sister are very rarely "important", but more like casual
Nr. 3) I also knew very well that my sister was downstairs at the Bedmaker (Rúmfatalagerinn) waiting for me, so her calling me would make little sense
And yet I persisted. I was certain that my phone was ringing. Finally I asked Jona if she had not heard my phone ring. She said she had heard nothing, that I was mistaken.
Now, I suppose I better go take a nap. Tomorrow is a national holiday. I don't know if it's celebrated in other countries, that's how clueless I am... "The first day of summer", and I am working, as ill, messed up and mad as I am!
Well there is a new pope, and his name is Ratzinger. To be honest I am not into cardinals and popes. However, as I have previously mentioned, I take classical (Biblical) Hebrew at the Department of Theology at the university. This means I'm the only anthropology student, studying with a group of student that are (most of them) planning to become priests. They are a real jolly bunch, and they like to tell Christian humor a lot. They're also very much into the world of Catholicism and popes, and they have been eagerly discussing who the next pope will be. My Hebrew teacher had said that he "sincerely hoped that it would not be Ratzinger...". The newly appointed pope is, to quote my teacher "more conservative than everything that conservative is". Now, a conversative pope is the last thing the world needs. I mean think about it. The newly deceased pope banned usage of condoms in Africa! He is responsible for the death of countless individuals, thousands!
My teacher told a joke about Ratzinger, it went something like this:
The Pope, some cardinal, and Ratzinger are standing outside heaven's gates waiting to enter. The pope goes in first. He goes in, and it takes a little while. Then the pope comes back out and says that he will be allowed to stay if he takes back some of the things he said about women's rights. Next the cardinal goes in. He takes longer than the pope. Then he comes out, and he says that he will be allowed to stay if he takes back some of the things he said about homosexuals. Next Ratzinger goes in. Ratzinger stays a very long time in there, and then Jesus comes out and says "oh I'm not allowed to stay unless I take back some of the things I said in my mountain speach!".
The theology students thought it was hilarious.
Cardinal Joseph Ratzinger of Germany, the Roman Catholic Church's leading hard-liner, was elected the new pope Tuesday evening in the first conclave of the new millennium by cardinals intent on sticking to conservative policy.
Some have questioned whether the new pope betrayed any pro-Nazi sentiment during his teenage years in Germany during World War II.
In his memoirs, the new pope speaks openly of being enrolled in Hitler's Nazi youth movement against his will when he was 14 in 1941, when membership was compulsory. He says he was soon let out because of his studies for the priesthood.
Ratzinger has gone on record about his Nazi past. In the 1997 book, Salt of the Earth, Ratzinger is asked whether he was ever in the Hitler Youth.
"At first we weren't," he says, speaking of himself and his older brother, "but when the compulsory Hitler Youth was introduced in 1941, my brother was obliged to join. I was still too young, but later as a seminarian, I was registered in the Hitler Youth. As soon as I was out of the seminary, I never went back. And that was difficult because the tuition reduction, which I really needed, was tied to proof of attendance at the Hitler Youth.
"Thank goodness there was a very understanding mathematics professor. He himself was a Nazi, but an honest man, and said to me, 'Just go once to get the document so we have it...' When he saw that I simply didn't want to, he said, 'I understand, I'll take care of it' and so I was able to stay free of it."
Two years later he was drafted into a Nazi anti-aircraft unit as a helper, a common fate for teenage boys too young to be soldiers. Enrolled as a soldier at 18, in the last months of the war, he barely finished basic training.
"We are certain that he will continue on the path of reconciliation between Christians and Jews that John Paul II began," Paul Spiegel, head of Germany's main Jewish organization, told The Associated Press in a telephone interview.
You say tomato, I say... Oh I guess this doesn't really work as well when written, eh?
Well my point is, that at this point (yes I used the word 'point' there twice but with two different meanings deliberately, how sophisticated, don't you think?), I don't quite know what to say, or to think. All I can say is that I do know that I am now capable of declaring that I have finally officially gone mad! (narrate 'gone mad' with a Hugh Grant sort of British accent).
And what would be the cause of all this madness? Oh yes in indeed, my ever so lovely (the British accent doesn't didn't stop at 'mad' by the way) neighbors! I realise that I have often before (since moving into my current residence) put my dear readers in the position of having to endure my complaints about my neighbors. This day hasn't been the worst day, not really. There have been days when my neighbors have been more noisy, more inconsiderate, more unbelievably annoying, etc. But it was on this day that I said "hither and no further!" (common expression in my native language that goes "hingađ og ekki lengra!"). I shall not go as far as to give you a long list of all the horror I have had to endure (can you imagine the word 'endure' with a Manchester accent, like 'endoouuuure') by the hand of my neighbors, but I will post an incredibly cute picture. Some of you might be appalled by its violent contents, but tough luck, my neighbors are going down! (Yes, that's just how fierce I can be...). Oh well ok, in the sense that they'll lose the best neighbor imaginable (myself), since I shall be finding a new place to live during the summer.
This article is quite disturbing. It basically makes it sound as if an orthodox conversion to Judaism (which is indeed the only authentic conversion according to Halacha) is becoming practically impossible in Israel, except for a non-Jewish spouse of a new immigrant. This means that things have changed a lot for the worse even since I did my Hebrew ulpan 8 years ago. Where I did my ulpan, at "Kvutzat Yavne", there was a conversion ulpan being conducted at the same time. From what I understood, many of the participants had not spent a full year in Israel, did not have a Jewish spouse, and some even confessed to me that for them the conversion process was a time of "pretending". (It should still be noted that most of the participants, whether they had a Jewish partner or not, seemed very sincere and enthusiastic).
But it hurts me to hear what this article has to say. That the doors should be shut in such a way. While I realise that the state of Israel already has too many residents in the practical sense, I don't think prohibiting those who wish to convert will benefit anyone. There are certainly not so many people who are willing to leave everything behind and go to Israel and convert, that it should seriously add to unemploymency or social problems in Israel.
Another issue is the recognition of conservative and reform conversions. An obvious effect of making orthodox conversions so difficult while recognising non-halachic conversions, will be the increase in conversative and reform conversions. Therefore, while Israel attempts to ban conversions, she ends up increasing the social problem of "no knowing who is a Jew".
In other words, the Israeli government's attempt to dispose of potential converts seems more like a classic case of shooting yourself in the leg.
The visas of students in state-sanctioned conversion programs are not readily renewed, if at all. Many students cannot complete the arduous courses they have already embarked upon, and are forced to return to their lands of origin and reapply for Israeli visas, which are often denied.
The logic behind this abuse by bureaucracy is impossible to comprehend. The result, nonetheless, is palpable. The state-sanctioned programs – those which offer non-controversial conversion opportunities right here, supposedly beyond all reproach – are being de-facto drastically cut, in some cases halved. The remaining students are those resident in Israel, generally spouses of immigrants or immigrants who qualify for residency under the Law of Return.
Students who arrive from abroad with both a wish to become Jewish and to make Israel their home are increasingly being turned back.
This inflicts a double whammy on both the Jewish people and the Jewish state, pushing away both those who plan to make a spiritual aliya to Judaism and a physical aliya to Israel.
This is one of the most disturbing things I have read in a long time. (Hat tip: Rishon Rishon)
Israeli archaeologists are sifting through the rubble of a garbage dump in order to recover the remains of antiquities destroyed and history lost as the Islamic Wakf, responsible for the Temple Mount in Jerusalem, built a new, enormous underground mosque and simply dumped what they didn't destroy.
Hello to my dear and most appreciated readers.
My lack of inspiration to write still has not left me. It is the first time since I began blogging that it has ever happened. Normally I feel embarrassed when people make fun of my tendency to write 2-3 posts the same day, since I "just have to add something else". I know that this state is only temporary, since I don't have a "silent" kind of personality. But it still bothers me. I guess we all have our valleys. My 'valley' would partly be connected to boredom caused by my current location (as you've all heard so may times), the fact that I am now studying practically from dusk to dawn for my exams, which begin in 12 days from now; but first and foremost, to be honest, I've got what I'm gonna call 'Da J'lem blues'. In the sense that I miss it, to an extent that makes me wonder how one can miss something so much that is after all nothing but a location, consisting of earth & stone. Or is it?
That is to those of you who are fortunate enough not to be university students, and therefore actually have a life! But oooook let me just take a chill pill there :-) Shabbat shalom & a great weekend to everyone
Vanunu wishes to renounce his Israeli citizenship Photo: Raanan Ben-Zur
All right I know some of you may think I write quite a lot about Nu-Nu, but I can't help myself. He's just such an insufferable ass. (Don't you just love the word "insufferable" by the way? It just has such a ring to it).
This time he has sought refuge in Norway, where half of me comes from. The Norwegians (as anti-Israel as they otherwise are) have said no, at least for the time being, claiming the following: "Officials say nuclear whistleblower's application rejected due to formality; rule states request must be filed in country where applicant seeks refuge".
Well I hate to sound pessimistic and repetetive here, but I bet I can think of another place that would not care about such little details, and would gladly give Nu-Nu asylum. He would even be in the most excellent company of likeminded people;- that is to say other lunatics who wish to systematically dismantle the state of Israel! But even if he only went to Norway, it's really not that far to make the trip. I should know, I've lost count of how often I've done it.
Vanunu has also repeatedly been nominated for the Nobel Peace Prize held annually in Oslo. Ehrm...
Sweden also rejects request
In October, Sweden rejected Vanunu's application for the same reason, saying that rule is laid out in the Geneva Conventions.
Vanunu was released from prison in April 2004 under strict restrictions, including bans on talking to the news media or leaving the country, making it impossible for him to personally deliver an asylum application in Norway or other countries.
He has said on numerous occasions his desire to renounce his Israeli citizenship and move to a country that would grant him citizenship or asylum, such as the U.S., Ireland, Norway, England, Canada, Denmark and his native Morocco. (Native Morocco, eh. Denouncing his citizenship and making an "anti-Aliyah". What a good jew..).
Okay WHY do all the freaks want to come HERE? Why not Belgium, or something?