A fantastic book that covers how – well before Israel was founded – Jews were dhimmis and second-class citizens in much of the Muslim world… with attacks, violence, and open pogroms against them decades before Israel was founded.
The book also covers the expulsion of over 800,000 Jews from the Muslim world after Israel’s founding including how they were stripped of property and forced to flee, sometimes with just the clothes on their backs.
Uprooted: How 3000 Years of Jewish Civilization in the Arab World Vanished Overnight
I will never forget that day. Where I was. What I was doing. And how America was attacked.
I will never forgive those that did it, or the ideology that spawned that action. Nor will I forgive the numerous apologists who so quickly condemned America for “deserving it” – with quotes like “America’s chickens have come home to roost”. I will never forgive the conspiracy nutjobs who, despite actual photographic evidence of the planes flying into the buildings, think it was missiles, or controlled demolitions, or whatever.
We are at war. We are still at war. Unfortunately, we’re not taking it seriously… they are.
Two videos on this topic:
Last week I posted my Memorial Day post – good thoughts, wrong date… somehow I had the date wrong mentally.
Thank you, from my generation, to all those who fought and died for this country.
I – we all – owe you.
He who dares not offend cannot be honest.
Thomas Paine, The Forester’s Letters, Letter III—’To Cato’, Pennsylvania Journal (24 April 1776).
Hat tip to Bayou Renaissance Man’s blog post, where he writes:
This last picture, also from the Imperial War Museum … shows the Royal Navy battleship HMS Howe, passing through the Suez Canal in 1944 on her way to the Pacific Ocean theater of combat, where she served as the flagship of Admiral Sir Bruce Fraser during the Okinawa campaign and the final months of World War II. The felucca in front of her uses a design that probably dates back to the Exodus, if not before . . . an interesting contrast in technologies.
March 21 is the Persian New Year. I’ve been to Iran – before the revolution when I was knee-high to a grasshopper – and remember it fondly. I’d love to be able to go again someday. I’d like to see the Blue Mosque in Isfahan, and that mosque in Shiraz with all the mirror tiling inside. And to spend a day in the ruins of Persepolis again… WOW!
So from me to you… HAPPY NOWRUZ!