The Signature of Real Men

Another glorification of terrorism; Swift, macabre and painfully mainstream.

A “>shot her through the neck from close range.

The girl, Noam Glick, survived – somehow.

On Sunday, the official facebook page of Fatah (Mahmoud Abbas’ ruling party) “>ultimate national hero, with an impressive naming frenzy to account for that: All things Palestinian had been named after her, from a political panel to a ping-pong tournament, from kids’ summer camp to a public square.

An average Palestinian enjoys a breezy evening walk at the Dalal Mughrabi square. What goes through his head right about now? Does he think about the anxiety and terror consuming Mughrabi’s hostages, women and children on a bus, and than routing, supporting, justifying, adoring the perpetrator?

Palestinian society’s romance with death and killing is morally promiscuous, and everyone is an accomplice: Those who kill, those who send them, those who “>adoring neighbors and friends, those who “>sing their glory, those who “>teach the kids to “>T-shirts with a terrorist face on them, the General giving a “>praising politician calling on Palestinian youth to go in their footsteps, parents who expose their children to glorification of violence, people on Palestinian TV that produce and air “>reminisces on the long Palestinian legacy of terrorism – every single one of them is an organ in a sick body.

There’s no peace coming out of that, ladies and gentlemen. The political process is premature. There’s a lot of growing up that this disturbed teenager of a society needs to go through before the road to peace can be found.

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40 years ago this month a terrible war raged in the Middle East. The anniversary of the traumatic Yom Kippur war was commemorated on Israeli media by somber programs, newly released archival material, and so on.

In Egypt, there was a