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Sunday, August 07, 2005

Ok I am away on a trip

but will leave you with this.

I think Dr King was absolutely right.

After reading the ( very troubling) blogs of some of the people I have bumped into on line I think this is pertinent.

Anyhow, see you guys when I get back!

MARTIN LUTHER KING ON ZIONISM
"... You declare, my friend; that you do not hate the Jews, you are merely 'anti-Zionist'. And I say, let the truth ring forth from the high mountain tops, let it echo through the valleys of G-d's green earth: When people criticize Zionism, they mean Jews -- this is G-d's own truth.

"Anti-Semitism, the hatred of the Jewish people, has been and remains a blot on the soul of mankind. In this we are in full agreement. So know also this: anti-Zionist is inherently anti-Semitic, and ever will be so.

"Why is this? You know that Zionism is nothing less than the dream and ideal of the Jewish people returning to live in their own land. The Jewish people, the Scriptures tell us, once enjoyed a flourishing Commonwealth in the Holy Land. Fromtthis they were expelled by the Roman tryant, the same Romans who cruelly murdered our L-rd. Driven from their homeland, their nation in ashes, forced to wander the globe, the Jewish people time and again suffered the lash of whichever tyrant happened to rule over them.

"The Negro people, my friend, know what it is to suffer the torment of tyranny under rulers not of our choosing. Our brothers in Africa have begged, pleaded, requested -- DEMANDED -- the recognition and realization of our inborn right to live in peace under our own sovereignty in our own country.

"How easy it should be, for anyone who holds dear this inalienable right of all mankind, to understand and support the right of the Jewish People to live in their ancient Land of Israel. All men of good will exult in the fulfillment of G-d's promise, that His people should return in joy to rebuild their plundered land. This is Zionism, nothing more, nothing less.

"And what is anti-Zionist? It is the denial to the Jewish people of a fundamental right that we justly claim for the people of Africa and freely accord all other nations of the Globe. It is discrimination against Jews, my friend, because they are Jews. In short, it is anti-Semitism.

"The anti-Semite rejoices at any opportunity to vent his malice. The times have made it unpopular, in the West, to proclaim openly a hatred of the Jews. This being the case, the anti-Semite must constantly seek new forms and forums for his poison. How he must revel in the new masquerrade! He does not hate the Jews, he is just 'anti-Zionist'!

"My friend, I do not accuse you of deliberate anti-Semitism. I know you feel, as I do, a deep love of truth and justice and revulsion for racism, prejudice, and discrimination. But I know you have been misled -- as others have been -- into thinking you can be 'anti-Zionist' and yet remain true to those heartfelt principles that you and I share. Let my words echo in the depths of your soul: When people criticize Zionism, they mean Jews -- make no mistake about it."
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From M.L. King Jr., "Letter to an Anti-Zionist Friend,"
Saturday Review XLVII (August 1967), pg. 76
Reprinted in M.L. King Jr., "This I Believe: Selections from the Writings of Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.")
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7 Comments:

Blogger Pragmatician said...

I'm always confused about these rinciples. Was this guy pro-Jewish or anti-semitic?

3:43 AM  
Blogger bleemy's blemishes said...

Great post!!

BB

9:26 AM  
Blogger dag said...

I seldom travel alone. One of the longest periods of solo ventura I had was from Amsterdam to Tel Aviv on my way to Armaggedon in 1999 for New Years Eve. I arrived somewhat early.

I landed at the aeroport at 10:00 p.m., and by 3:00 a.m., after the colonel in charge of security had flung my passport across the room and stormed out in disgust at the decision others made to allow me entry into the country, partly at the insistence of a young woman who claimed "I've talked to him, he's not that bad," I was sent off to be in The Land.

What do I know but what I'd read about the history of the Jews? It was too dark to see anything anyway. So I hoisted my backpack and walked from the aeroport thinking I'd reach Tel Aviv in time for breakfast.

Within minutes an old car rattled by as I was just standing from picking up a bubble gum wrapper in Hebrew, one of the funniest looking things I'd seen in ages. The driver jumped out of his car yelling: "Get in, get in. Are you crazy? You'll be killed out here." I thought he was nuts. There hadn't been a car since I began walking, so who'd run me over?

He asked where I was going, and said he was going to Ashdod. But what's the hurry: he drove me to Yafo, stopped me off at an all-night cafe, and set me up to have coffee with a young American girl, a Californian I guessed,running the place. I changed my mind about that when she excused herself to go to the "chicken" for more coffee.

I stayed, and eventually made my way from the highest point I could reach at Mount Herman, and I swam in the Red Sea at Eilat. I stayed for two years.

During those two years of travel and bumming around Israel I didn't spend more than a few hours alone, as I recall. I always had friends somewhere close by, even those who realized I might be one of those Presbyterians-by-birth. Really, I don't think anyone noticed that, other than that I'm not Jewish.

Yes, they did notice. How do I know? Well, the day I volunteered to join the IDF the lady at the centre said, "You're old, you don't speak Hebrew very well, you're not Jewish! What are you doing here? If you want to help, sign a cheque every month."

When I got hurt I went to the front of the line at the hospital, in spite of my protests. A doctor came from the university to tend me. "If you don't have 20 shekels today, come back when you're better and pay us then. And eat something. Look at you. You're so thin. Puah, get this boy some food." (I'm old and fat.)

And so on it went for two years till I had to leave because a friend was attacked by an Arab, and I, being old and ill-tempered, revealed the depths of my Viking-Berzerker heritage.

The Israelis offered me protection, as they had done in the heat of a bomb-blast on Yafo Raod months earlier. Not for me to take anymore without ever giving something back.

To this day I don't travel alone. When I'm lost and confused and unaware of my dangerous situations, and far from even the unknown,there's someone coming through the darkness, waiting. I'm not alone at all.

We might have met already, somewhere, and said to ourselves: "Ah."

Regards.

11:24 AM  
Blogger Elder of Ziyon said...

I gotta say, Callie, you definitely attract interesting people to your blog!

(BTW, great post, Dag.)

12:02 PM  
Blogger callieischatty said...

dag that was very interesting. Thanks so much for sharing your good story.

I never travel alone but I have something to do for work so I had to come.

I had fun going around NY and have met some interesting people.

One nice cab driver in particular was very interesting.

I am glad you had a good experience in Isreal.

And I enjoyed your story alot.

6:58 PM  
Blogger callieischatty said...

dag that was very interesting. Thanks so much for sharing your good story.

I never travel alone but I have something to do for work so I had to come.

I had fun going around NY and have met some interesting people.

One nice cab driver in particular was very interesting.

I am glad you had a good experience in Isreal.

And I enjoyed your story alot.

6:58 PM  
Blogger callieischatty said...

elder yes some interesting folks stop by don't they?

6:58 PM  

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