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It is intended to be viewed in a newsreader or syndicated to another site, subject to copyright and fair use.</feedburner:browserFriendly><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com" /><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11999524.post-2165855012515992405</id><published>2009-11-05T06:31:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-11-05T06:31:56.226Z</updated><title type="text">Disfigured Terror Victim Confronts Goldstone in U.N. Debate</title><content type="html">&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/hqyB04klExU' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/hqyB04klExU'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is a brilliant and I repeat, brilliant, example of the bias exhibited in the Goldstone Report and even more so, the cynical stance continually taken by the UN against the State of Israel. Goldstone and his cronies as well as the UNHCR should themselves be tried for Crimes against the Jewish people.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11999524-2165855012515992405?l=cwscribbles.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://cwscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/2165855012515992405/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11999524&amp;postID=2165855012515992405&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11999524/posts/default/2165855012515992405" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11999524/posts/default/2165855012515992405" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://cwscribbles.blogspot.com/2009/11/disfigured-terror-victim-confronts.html" title="Disfigured Terror Victim Confronts Goldstone in U.N. 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Richard Kemp on the U.N. Goldstone Report</title><content type="html">&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/NX6vyT8RzMo' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/NX6vyT8RzMo'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11999524-4704831130259259056?l=cwscribbles.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://cwscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/4704831130259259056/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11999524&amp;postID=4704831130259259056&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11999524/posts/default/4704831130259259056" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11999524/posts/default/4704831130259259056" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://cwscribbles.blogspot.com/2009/10/col-richard-kemp-on-un-goldstone-report.html" title="Col. Richard Kemp on the U.N. Goldstone Report" /><author><name>The Scribbler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03161162947929359393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01769045203304551014" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11999524.post-1615362181132457681</id><published>2009-10-16T14:30:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T14:36:36.325+01:00</updated><title type="text">The Friday Afternoon Feeling</title><content type="html">I'm at the butt-end of a long two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yom Tov was pleasant. It really was. The weather....well, at least the rest of the festival was worth remembering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way it fell this year was not easy. Yes, it was nice to have Shabbat and Yom Tov at the same time, but it also meant that for those of us who value Sundays, the fortnight have not exactly been kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For that reason, I can say that I am really looking forward to return of "Saturday nights" and their sweet descendants...Sunday! This week, I won't get dolled up in my smart clothes and make my way to Shul. Oh no, not me.  I look forward to &lt;em&gt;shlumping&lt;/em&gt; around in my underwear until at least midday, at which point, I'll probably throw on something that should have been thrown...away - years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah the gorgeous smell of Sunday already greets my frustrated and burned out nostrils.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shabbat is welcome. It is more than welcome, it is mandatory and I can't wait to enjoy it once again. That other day of rest though less spiritual is no less anticipated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hooray - the weekends are finally back in my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11999524-1615362181132457681?l=cwscribbles.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://cwscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/1615362181132457681/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11999524&amp;postID=1615362181132457681&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11999524/posts/default/1615362181132457681" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11999524/posts/default/1615362181132457681" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://cwscribbles.blogspot.com/2009/10/friday-afternoon-feeling.html" title="The Friday Afternoon Feeling" /><author><name>The Scribbler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03161162947929359393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01769045203304551014" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11999524.post-8216983332421464275</id><published>2009-10-11T22:31:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T22:37:51.623+01:00</updated><title type="text">My Bat Mitzvah Daughter</title><content type="html">I had no idea that by the end of Simchat Torah, I would be staring into the long day on which I would be thrust into fatherhood for the very first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twelve years ago, we had one of those long Yom Tov do's. Thursday and Friday followed by the inevitable shabbat. Just like her old man, Hadassah was born on the Lord's day of rest,  which landed on 24th Tishri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am, 12 years on with a daughter who has made the leap from little girl to legal adult (in the Jewish sense of the word) and I feel nothing but absolute joy and not a little wonder at how blessed we are to be parents to such a wonderful human being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her "official" welcome into the Bat Mitzvah circle is not scheduled for another few months but if truth be told, to me, tonight, she's already crossed the velvet line, between little girl and not-so little one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hadassah, be blessed. Be healthy and most importantly - don't ever be anyone except your wonderful self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11999524-8216983332421464275?l=cwscribbles.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://cwscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/8216983332421464275/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11999524&amp;postID=8216983332421464275&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11999524/posts/default/8216983332421464275" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11999524/posts/default/8216983332421464275" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://cwscribbles.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-bat-mitzvah-daughter.html" title="My Bat Mitzvah Daughter" /><author><name>The Scribbler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03161162947929359393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01769045203304551014" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11999524.post-4500609793238622361</id><published>2009-09-29T08:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T08:43:35.619+01:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Israel" /><title type="text">How Goldstone Erred</title><content type="html">&lt;p class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Haaretz&lt;/em&gt;, Sept. 27, 2009&lt;br /&gt;By Benjamin  Pogrund&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="entry-content"&gt;At least three times in his life, Richard Goldstone has  gone against prevailing wisdom in taking on challenging jobs. Two were in  apartheid South Africa - and he was brilliantly successful in both. The third,  his Gaza inquiry, has brought down the coals of hell upon his head. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the first three decades of apartheid, many judges were appointed  because of their loyalty to the Afrikaner government. One result was a decline  in the quality and status of South African courts. In response, the government  sought to appoint some liberal lawyers of quality. Most, however, were reluctant  to join the bench because it meant applying apartheid laws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some  accepted: Goldstone, who made his name as a barrister in nonpolitical commercial  cases, became a Supreme Court judge in 1980. The next year, far from merely  applying the law, he handed down a judgment that struck at the heart of a basic  apartheid law - the Group Areas Act, which had split the entire country into  different areas where people of different races were respectively compelled to  live and work, and displaced hundreds of thousands of people of color.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="entry-content"&gt;Goldstone ruled in favor of an Asian woman appealing  against eviction from her home, and said she first had to be provided with  alternative accommodation. His startling judgment ended such evictions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His second challenging job came in 1991. Apartheid was winding down and  the country was beset by violence, in which thousands were killed. A mysterious  "Third Force" of government agents was rumored to be behind the killings.  President F.W. de Klerk asked Goldstone to head a commission to investigate the  terrible violence. Goldstone accepted - and ran it like no other commission  before: Over three years, he issued 47 reports, revealing horrendous details  about murder squads set up and funded by the government.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gaza has been  Goldstone's latest challenge. He again accepted a mandate from a poisoned  source: the UN Human Rights Council in Geneva. I have no doubt that he acted  with the best of intentions, as he has his entire life, first in South Africa  and then in the world, to ensure justice be done. But I also believe that this  time, his decision is open to question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, Goldstone underestimated  the Human Rights Council's malevolence toward Israel. Most members harbor deep  hatred for Israel, and wish for no less than its destruction. Goldstone should  have been warned off by the refusal of several people before him to accept the  job, including former Irish president Mary Robinson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, he accepted  the council's mandate, even though it had declared in advance that Israel was  guilty of war crimes in Gaza. It is not enough that the council's chairman later  said the mandate could include Hamas: Apart from the fact that this statement  does not bind the council, his findings on Hamas will mean little or nothing in  practice because the organization is not a recognized government and is beyond  international action. Israel is the council's target and Goldstone has delivered  it. His report has more strength because he is a Jew and enjoys international  status.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third, &lt;a href="http://www.unwatch.org/site/c.bdKKISNqEmG/b.5434977/k.DE22/UN_Fact_Finding_Mission_on_the_Gaza_Conflict_Goldstone_Inquiry.htm#req"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rejecting  objections&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, he allowed Prof. Christine Chinkin to remain a member  of his four-person commission even though, back in January, she had already  publicly found Israel guilty, referring to its "prima facie war crimes" in Gaza.  Goldstone thus seriously, even fatally, undermined the commission's credibility,  and in doing so raised questions about his own good sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth, the  nearly 600-page report includes many pages of descriptions and allegations of  Israeli oppression at home and on the West Bank. That is valid if the intention  is to provide a context for Israel's actions in Gaza. But then it must be done  properly, with careful research and assessments for a fair presentation of the  mix of history, religion, culture and politics that make up the complex  situation, including both good and bad. The report does not show that knowledge  and understanding; instead, time and again, it's Israel that is bad, bad, bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fifth, the report follows the usual line pursued by members of the  council and Israel's other enemies - treating Israel as though it were a unique  source of evil instead of examining Gaza in the light of experience elsewhere,  in places such as Afghanistan, Iraq and Pakistan, where the military has taken  on terrorists in a civilian setting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Richard Goldstone is now under  savage attack from many in the Jewish world. Right-wingers have gone berserk,  with outpourings of hysterical condemnation. More measured criticism has come  from Susan Rice, U.S. ambassador to the UN, who said there were "very serious  concerns about many of the recommendations in the report," and U.S. State  Department spokesman Ian Kelly, who criticized the report for its "cookie-cutter  conclusions" about Israel's actions, while it limited its comments on "the  deplorable actions of Hamas to generalized remarks."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Kelly also  urged Israel to further investigate IDF actions in Gaza. And that indeed is what  Israel should do. I believed last December and still do that Israel was  justified in going into Gaza. But I remain uncertain and uncomfortable about  exactly what Israel did and why it did it. Was white phosphorous used over  civilian areas? If so, why? What about the early killing of scores of policemen?  What about reports that rescue parties were blocked from reaching the wounded,  civilians carrying white flags were killed while fleeing and human shields were  used? Why were journalists kept out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The IDF says emphatically that it  behaved correctly, but it is not enough for it to investigate itself. An  independent investigation is needed - and the obvious person to head it is  former Israeli Supreme Court president Aharon Barak, who would give it strength  and status, at home and abroad. Israelis need it for their own moral peace of  mind, or if wrong was done, to recognize and to address it. Israel needs to be  certain that it can tell Goldstone and other critics that their accusations are  skewed and unjustified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Benjamin Pogrund, a former South African  journalist, first reported on Richard Goldstone 48 years ago.  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Source&lt;/em&gt;: Haaretz (&lt;a href="http://www.haaretz.com/hasen/spages/1116945.html"&gt;http://www.haaretz.com/hasen/spages/1116945.html&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11999524-4500609793238622361?l=cwscribbles.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://cwscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/4500609793238622361/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11999524&amp;postID=4500609793238622361&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11999524/posts/default/4500609793238622361" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11999524/posts/default/4500609793238622361" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://cwscribbles.blogspot.com/2009/09/how-goldstone-erred.html" title="How Goldstone Erred" /><author><name>The Scribbler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03161162947929359393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01769045203304551014" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11999524.post-5369503778688007223</id><published>2009-09-28T23:27:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T23:42:43.907+01:00</updated><title type="text">Post Yom-Kippur Optimism</title><content type="html">Hi there friends. Yet again, I find myself having to apologise to the faithful who visit this site expecting to see my rantings. I have posted some blogs here recently, but not one of them would do any justice in trying to explain where my mind is at the present moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or the rest of my body for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for still visiting, on the off chance that you might catch the latest episode in the soap opera that my life seems to have inexplicably morphed into over the last few months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't go into precise details here, but to be blatently honest, I've seen better times. No, I'm not sick. No, I'm not out of work - in fact, that seems to be the one bit of timber that has survived from the shipwreck you see before you, something that I can hold onto when the tidal wave of life finally attempts to sink my remains to the bottom of the ocean. Suffice to say that one day, all (or at least some) will be revealed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which brings me to Yom Kippur. A day that evokes a torrent of thoughts and emotions, hopes and aspirations, fears and confusion. Quite a heady brew for one as young as me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought about this post quite a bit yesterday as I was trying to re-assemble the Sukkah I put away last year. Again, I can't go into why these thoughts came into my mind, but I realised that being the optimist I am, helps me cope with almost any challenge that life decides to land me with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Others in my position might fall apart, but something, something quite inexplicable within my psyche tells me that everything is going to be alright. I don't know how or why or for that matter, what - but this innate optimism, probably as foolish and naive as it puports to be - keeps me afloat at times when the water should justly be reaching over my eyebrows, envelopping me into a whirlwind of dispair, the kind that I really wouldn't want to wish on others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At forty-one years of age, I realised yesterday afternoon, standing by the shed door, that were it not for my optimism, right now, I don't know how I would cope with my life. I know that the good Lord above will help me out. He hasn't let me down yet and I'm not about to turn my back on Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Optimism mixed in with a little dose of faith can take you a long, long way towards the brighter colours of the rainbow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11999524-5369503778688007223?l=cwscribbles.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://cwscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/5369503778688007223/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11999524&amp;postID=5369503778688007223&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11999524/posts/default/5369503778688007223" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11999524/posts/default/5369503778688007223" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://cwscribbles.blogspot.com/2009/09/post-yom-kippur-optimism.html" title="Post Yom-Kippur Optimism" /><author><name>The Scribbler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03161162947929359393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01769045203304551014" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11999524.post-8603668311649175081</id><published>2009-09-24T22:13:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T22:15:23.219+01:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Jewish" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Israel" /><title type="text">Israeli Prime Minister Benjamin Netanyahu's Speech to the UN General Assembly</title><content type="html">&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 16pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;(Courtesy &lt;a href="http://www.mfa.gov.il/MFA/Foreign+Relations/Israel+and+the+UN/Speeches+-+statements/Address_PM_Netanyahu_UN_General_Assembly_24-Sep-2009.htm" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Israel Ministry of Foreign  Affairs)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family:#ce_temp_font#;" &gt;  &lt;p style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mr. President, Ladies and Gentlemen,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nearly 62  years ago, the United Nations recognized the right of the Jews, an ancient  people 3,500 years-old, to a state of their own in their ancestral homeland. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stand here today as the Prime Minister of Israel, the Jewish state,  and I speak to you on behalf of my country and my people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The United  Nations was founded after the carnage of World War II and the horrors of the  Holocaust. It was charged with preventing the recurrence of such horrendous  events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing has undermined that central mission more than the  systematic assault on the truth. Yesterday the President of Iran stood at this  very podium, spewing his latest anti-Semitic rants. Just a few days earlier, he  again claimed that the Holocaust is a lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last month, I went to a villa  in a suburb of Berlin called Wannsee. There, on January 20, 1942, after a hearty  meal, senior Nazi officials met and decided how to exterminate the Jewish  people. The detailed minutes of that meeting have been preserved by successive  German governments. Here is a copy of those minutes, in which the Nazis issued  precise instructions on how to carry out the extermination of the Jews. Is this  a lie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A day before I was in Wannsee, I was given in Berlin the original  construction plans for the Auschwitz-Birkenau concentration camp. Those plans  are signed by Hitler’s deputy, Heinrich Himmler himself. Here is a copy of the  plans for Auschwitz-Birkenau, where one million Jews were murdered. Is this too  a lie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This June, President Obama visited the Buchenwald concentration  camp. Did President Obama pay tribute to a lie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what of the Auschwitz  survivors whose arms still bear the tattooed numbers branded on them by the  Nazis? Are those tattoos a lie? One-third of all Jews perished in the  conflagration. Nearly every Jewish family was affected, including my own. My  wife's grandparents, her father’s two sisters and three brothers, and all the  aunts, uncles and cousins were all murdered by the Nazis. Is that also a lie? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, the man who calls the Holocaust a lie spoke from this podium.  To those who refused to come here and to those who left this room in protest, I  commend you. You stood up for moral clarity and you brought honor to your  countries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to those who gave this Holocaust-denier a hearing, I say  on behalf of my people, the Jewish people, and decent people everywhere: Have  you no shame? Have you no decency?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mere six decades after the  Holocaust, you give legitimacy to a man who denies that the murder of six  million Jews took place and pledges to wipe out the Jewish state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a  disgrace! What a mockery of the charter of the United Nations! Perhaps some of  you think that this man and his odious regime threaten only the Jews. You're  wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History has shown us time and again that what starts with attacks  on the Jews eventually ends up engulfing many others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Iranian regime  is fueled by an extreme fundamentalism that burst onto the world scene three  decades ago after lying dormant for centuries. In the past thirty years, this  fanaticism has swept the globe with a murderous violence and cold-blooded  impartiality in its choice of victims. It has callously slaughtered Moslems and  Christians, Jews and Hindus, and many others. Though it is comprised of  different offshoots, the adherents of this unforgiving creed seek to return  humanity to medieval times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wherever they can, they impose a backward  regimented society where women, minorities, gays or anyone not deemed to be a  true believer is brutally subjugated. The struggle against this fanaticism does  not pit faith against faith nor civilization against civilization.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It  pits civilization against barbarism, the 21st century against the 9th century,  those who sanctify life against those who glorify death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The primitivism  of the 9th century ought to be no match for the progress of the 21st century.  The allure of freedom, the power of technology, the reach of communications  should surely win the day. Ultimately, the past cannot triumph over the future.  And the future offers all nations magnificent bounties of hope. The pace of  progress is growing exponentially.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took us centuries to get from the  printing press to the telephone, decades to get from the telephone to the  personal computer, and only a few years to get from the personal computer to the  internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What seemed impossible a few years ago is already outdated,  and we can scarcely fathom the changes that are yet to come. We will crack the  genetic code. We will cure the incurable. We will lengthen our lives. We will  find a cheap alternative to fossil fuels and clean up the planet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am  proud that my country Israel is at the forefront of these advances – by leading  innovations in science and technology, medicine and biology, agriculture and  water, energy and the environment. These innovations the world over offer  humanity a sunlit future of unimagined promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if the most primitive  fanaticism can acquire the most deadly weapons, the march of history could be  reversed for a time. And like the belated victory over the Nazis, the forces of  progress and freedom will prevail only after an horrific toll of blood and  fortune has been exacted from mankind. That is why the greatest threat facing  the world today is the marriage between religious fanaticism and the weapons of  mass destruction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most urgent challenge facing this body is to  prevent the tyrants of Tehran from acquiring nuclear weapons. Are the member  states of the United Nations up to that challenge? Will the international  community confront a despotism that terrorizes its own people as they bravely  stand up for freedom?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will it take action against the dictators who  stole an election in broad daylight and gunned down Iranian protesters who died  in the streets choking in their own blood? Will the international community  thwart the world's most pernicious sponsors and practitioners of  terrorism?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above all, will the international community stop the terrorist  regime of Iran from developing atomic weapons, thereby endangering the peace of  the entire world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people of Iran are courageously standing up to  this regime. People of goodwill around the world stand with them, as do the  thousands who have been protesting outside this hall. Will the United Nations  stand by their side?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11999524-8603668311649175081?l=cwscribbles.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://cwscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/8603668311649175081/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11999524&amp;postID=8603668311649175081&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11999524/posts/default/8603668311649175081" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11999524/posts/default/8603668311649175081" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://cwscribbles.blogspot.com/2009/09/israeli-prime-minister-benjamin.html" title="Israeli Prime Minister Benjamin Netanyahu's Speech to the UN General Assembly" /><author><name>The Scribbler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03161162947929359393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01769045203304551014" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11999524.post-3887602776544033884</id><published>2009-09-07T20:10:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T20:10:28.844+01:00</updated><title type="text">The Rabbi and the Pooch</title><content type="html">&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/dQjg8GU0UA8' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/dQjg8GU0UA8'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is so cute!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11999524-3887602776544033884?l=cwscribbles.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://cwscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/3887602776544033884/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11999524&amp;postID=3887602776544033884&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11999524/posts/default/3887602776544033884" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11999524/posts/default/3887602776544033884" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://cwscribbles.blogspot.com/2009/09/rabbi-and-pooch.html" title="The Rabbi and the Pooch" /><author><name>The Scribbler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03161162947929359393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01769045203304551014" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11999524.post-5078688311492417739</id><published>2009-08-23T12:02:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T12:02:27.754+01:00</updated><title type="text">Jewish skull caps - 'Made in Palestine' - Haaretz - Israel News</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://haaretz.com/hasen/spages/1109463.html"&gt;Jewish skull caps - 'Made in Palestine' - Haaretz - Israel News&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shared via &lt;a href="http://addthis.com"&gt;AddThis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11999524-5078688311492417739?l=cwscribbles.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://cwscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/5078688311492417739/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11999524&amp;postID=5078688311492417739&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11999524/posts/default/5078688311492417739" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11999524/posts/default/5078688311492417739" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://cwscribbles.blogspot.com/2009/08/jewish-skull-caps-in-palestine-haaretz.html" title="Jewish skull caps - &amp;#39;Made in Palestine&amp;#39; - Haaretz - Israel News" /><author><name>The Scribbler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03161162947929359393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01769045203304551014" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11999524.post-5374244678586736728</id><published>2009-08-21T13:02:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T13:15:45.439+01:00</updated><title type="text">Scotland And Its Braves</title><content type="html">Dassi, Tali and I returned from Scotland last night. I'm not going to write much here, because I'm too exhausted....but I will say how strong an impression the country and its people have had on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short, I absolutely loved the place. I have seldom met genuinely friendly people who went out of their way to help us, from the people in the street, to the lady we stayed with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It didn't matter that the weather was awful because the welcome was so warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do yourself a favour and visit Scotland - I know I shall!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11999524-5374244678586736728?l=cwscribbles.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://cwscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/5374244678586736728/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11999524&amp;postID=5374244678586736728&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11999524/posts/default/5374244678586736728" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11999524/posts/default/5374244678586736728" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://cwscribbles.blogspot.com/2009/08/scotland-and-its-braves.html" title="Scotland And Its Braves" /><author><name>The Scribbler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03161162947929359393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01769045203304551014" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11999524.post-82898781257683664</id><published>2009-08-19T07:57:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T07:57:54.688+01:00</updated><title type="text">WTTW  Beth Shalom B'nai Zaken Ethiopian Hebrew Congregation</title><content type="html">&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/EZEDr8Hl6-Q' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/EZEDr8Hl6-Q'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11999524-82898781257683664?l=cwscribbles.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://cwscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/82898781257683664/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11999524&amp;postID=82898781257683664&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11999524/posts/default/82898781257683664" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11999524/posts/default/82898781257683664" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://cwscribbles.blogspot.com/2009/08/wttw-beth-shalom-b-zaken-ethiopian.html" title="WTTW  Beth Shalom B&amp;#39;nai Zaken Ethiopian Hebrew Congregation" /><author><name>The Scribbler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03161162947929359393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01769045203304551014" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11999524.post-5684865150622344448</id><published>2009-08-14T17:35:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T17:38:33.804+01:00</updated><title type="text">Parental CV</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PARENT - Job Description &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POSITION : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum, Mummy, Mama, Ma&lt;br /&gt;Dad, Daddy, Dada, Pa, Pop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JOB DESCRIPTION : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long term, team players needed, for challenging, permanent work in an often chaotic environment.&lt;br /&gt;Candidates must possess excellent communication and organizational skills and be willing to work variable hours,which will include evenings and weekends and frequent 24 hour shifts on call.&lt;br /&gt;Some overnight travel required, including trips to primitive camping sites on rainy weekends and endless sports tournaments in far away cities!&lt;br /&gt;Travel expenses not reimbursed.&lt;br /&gt;Extensive courier duties also required.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RESPONSIBILITIES : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of your life.&lt;br /&gt;Must be willing to be hated, at least temporarily, until someone needs $5.&lt;br /&gt;Must be willing to bite tongue repeatedly.&lt;br /&gt;Also, must possess the physical stamina of a pack mule and be able to go from zero to 60 mph in three seconds flat in case,&lt;br /&gt;this time, the screams from the backyard are not someone just crying wolf.&lt;br /&gt;Must be willing to face stimulating technical challenges,&lt;br /&gt;such as small gadget repair, mysteriously sluggish toilets and stuck zippers.&lt;br /&gt;Must screen phone calls, maintain calendars and coordinate production of multiple homework projects.&lt;br /&gt;Must have ability to plan and organize social gatherings for clients of all ages and mental outlooks.&lt;br /&gt;Must be a willing to be indispensable one minute, an embarrassment the next.&lt;br /&gt;Must handle assembly and product safety testing of a half million cheap, plastic toys, and battery operated devices.&lt;br /&gt;Must always hope for the best but be prepared for the worst.&lt;br /&gt;Must assume final, complete accountability for the quality of the end product.&lt;br /&gt;Responsibilities also include floor maintenance and janitorial work throughout the facility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;POSSIBILITY FOR ADVANCEMENT &amp;amp; PROMOTION : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None.&lt;br /&gt;Your job is to remain in the same position for years, without complaining, constantly retraining&lt;br /&gt;and updating your skills, so that those in your charge can ultimately surpass you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PREVIOUS EXPERIENCE : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None required unfortunately.&lt;br /&gt;On-the-job training offered on a continually exhausting basis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WAGES AND COMPENSATION : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get this! You pay them!&lt;br /&gt;Offering frequent raises and bonuses.&lt;br /&gt;A balloon payment is due when they turn 18 because&lt;br /&gt;of the assumption that college will help them become financially independent.&lt;br /&gt;When you die, you give them whatever is left.&lt;br /&gt;The oddest thing about this reverse-salary scheme is that&lt;br /&gt;you actually enjoy it and wish you could only do more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BENEFITS : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While no health or dental insurance, no pension, no tuition reimbursement,&lt;br /&gt;no paid holidays and no stock options are offered;&lt;br /&gt;this job supplies limitless opportunities for personal growth, unconditional love,&lt;br /&gt;and free hugs and kisses for life if you play your cards right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;** AND A FOOTNOTE 'THERE IS NO RETIREMENT -- EVER!!!     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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Scribbler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03161162947929359393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01769045203304551014" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11999524.post-4272636857861111378</id><published>2009-08-07T08:45:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T09:08:06.550+01:00</updated><title type="text">Killing Off My Teenage Years</title><content type="html">G-d has a peculiar sense of humour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can only think this as yet another of my teenage memories is brought out of the laundry basket that is my memory, washed at a high speed and then unceremoniously thrown back into the basket of long forgotten memories, only to be re-buried into my subconscious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First it was the death of Michael Jackson and my reminiscing about hearing Thriller for the first time back in '82 and now I hear that John Hughes, director of a number of films that really spoke to my generation, dies at the criminally young age of 59.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's going on here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a child of the '80s, of Thatcher, Reagen, AIDS, Yuppies, Duran Duran and Dallas. I was also a teenager who remembers seeing films like  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Breakfast Club&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ferris Bueller's Day Off &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Weird Science&lt;/span&gt;. These were our films, our years, our memories. These were also movies that talked to us as the '80s generation, in particular &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Breakfast Club&lt;/span&gt;. I would love to say that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Weird Science&lt;/span&gt; was more meaningful to me, granted the subject matter, but I wasn't that fortunate. I did however see it on a date and although sadly, I remember the film more than the girl, John Hughes was always there for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teenage movies have been around from the '50s. Although I admire films such as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rebel Without A Cause&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Blackboard Jungle&lt;/span&gt;, I can't really relate to them from an experiential point of view. In the same way, I laugh out loud at some of the latest exponents of the genre (such as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Superbad &lt;/span&gt;and the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;American Pie&lt;/span&gt; series)&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, but they aren't about &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never had experiences like Ferris Bueller or indeed the entire class of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Breakfast Club&lt;/span&gt;, but the knowledge that some of these kids were similar in age to me (even though I was placed at the younger end of the spectrum having been born at the end of the '60s) made the films seem all that more authentic. I could see where these guys, where the characters that Hughes created were coming from, burdened with the angst that so many of the us 1980's teenagers seemed to be burdened with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not that often I feel a celebrity's demise so personally. John Hughes managed to tap into something that few others have been able to do and it is for this reason that his passing makes me feel bereft at this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before John Hughes decided to target the younger audiences with films like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Home Alone&lt;/span&gt; and  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dennis the Menace&lt;/span&gt;, he thought about us and for that, I shall be eternally grateful to him. He may not have been the world's greatest director, but sometimes, the place you hold in other's people's hearts is determined by different factors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest in Peace Mr Hughes and thank you for taking the time to try and understand us.&lt;br /&gt;We shall remain forever your appreciative fans.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11999524-4272636857861111378?l=cwscribbles.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://cwscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/4272636857861111378/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11999524&amp;postID=4272636857861111378&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11999524/posts/default/4272636857861111378" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11999524/posts/default/4272636857861111378" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://cwscribbles.blogspot.com/2009/08/killing-off-my-teenage-years.html" title="Killing Off My Teenage Years" /><author><name>The Scribbler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03161162947929359393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01769045203304551014" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11999524.post-675697181863522269</id><published>2009-08-02T08:48:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T09:15:56.892+01:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Jewish" /><title type="text">Exiting The Three Weeks</title><content type="html">Anyone who has come out of the last three weeks, taking the (Jewish) religious element to heart will know how I feel right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past, I haven't really treated the Three Week period of mourning for the destruction of the Temples &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; seriously. Yes, I did the basics, such as not cutting my hair or attending a wedding (not that there were any of those to go to), but I still went out to the cinema and even attended some concerts (I was not going to miss Simon and Garfunkel's unique concert in Hyde Park for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;anything&lt;/span&gt;!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes this year different is that I made a conscious effort to get into the spirit of the thing. Admittedly, I didn't stop listening to music until &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Rosh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Chodesh&lt;/span&gt; Av&lt;/span&gt;, but that's because to me, music is so much more than just simple entertainment - it is the oxygen for my soul. I did however make a point of not going out to the cinema or buying new clothes (not that I do this much anyway). Still, it was a question of internalising the period and trying to get into the spirit of the twenty one days in a meaningful way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What make this year different though is how I approached the Nine Days, which ran from the start of the month of Av until Tisha &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;B'av&lt;/span&gt; (the 9&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of the month) which is the saddest and most poignant day in the Jewish calendar. For the first time in many a year, I didn't shave. I also didn't listen to music (which in a way was the hardest thing to do - although I do usually abscond), but most importantly, at least to me, is that I tried my best to do as much as I could to conform with the laws pertaining to the occasion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That said, there are certain things I always refuse to do during the Nine Days. I will &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; stop taking hot showers, because for me, these are less in issue of comfort, than a bare &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;necessity&lt;/span&gt;.  I also refuse to avoid washing clothes because, in a family of our magnitude, I can't believe that the good Lord above would want me to spend the week after the fast catching up with an Everest-like load of stinking, mucky washing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did the fast as I do every year and even spent the last few hours watching an amazing live &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;web cast&lt;/span&gt; from the Beth Jacob &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;shul&lt;/span&gt; in West Hollywood, where the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;extraordinary&lt;/span&gt; Rabbi Steven &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Weil&lt;/span&gt; talked for about three hours, without notes, in a brilliant monologue that brimmed with anecdotes and insights into the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Kinnot&lt;/span&gt; (poems pertaining to the fast), the like of which I have never hitherto experienced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did all of this because I felt that it was something that I needed to be a part of - and I'm glad I did because the feelings of relief and spiritual satisfaction that I am now encountering could never have been realised had I not gone through the whole caboodle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend of mine made a telling remark. He says that going through the period slowly dehumanises us (you see, A, I really do listen to you!), from the start of the Three Weeks, through the prohibitions of the Nine Days and ultimately into Tisha &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;B'av&lt;/span&gt; when we remove the very requirements we need to sustain us (food and liquid) and find ourselves sitting on the floor in the Synagogue, with not much more than a prayer book (and in my case a mobile phone - because mourning can only go so far).&lt;br /&gt;A very insightful comment, A. and one that I am totally in agreement with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, it is all over and for me, the Summer has finally begun. It's just a shame that the sun doesn't seem to concur, because it feels as though Autumn is already here, granted the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;preponderance&lt;/span&gt; of rain and lack of sunshine (albeit on hold today, because it is beautiful out there!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going through the process of re-humanisation is a truly uplifting experience. I don't look forward to repeating the experiment next year, but when the time comes around again, I think I'll be more than ready.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11999524-675697181863522269?l=cwscribbles.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://cwscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/675697181863522269/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11999524&amp;postID=675697181863522269&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11999524/posts/default/675697181863522269" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11999524/posts/default/675697181863522269" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://cwscribbles.blogspot.com/2009/08/exiting-thethree-weeks.html" title="Exiting The Three Weeks" /><author><name>The Scribbler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03161162947929359393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01769045203304551014" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11999524.post-5006953682523688904</id><published>2009-07-23T07:29:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T07:52:12.159+01:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Israel" /><title type="text">When "Censorship" Is A Misused Concept</title><content type="html">I can see that quite a big deal is being made of the fact that Israel's Education Minister has decided to finally act in a responsible manner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, that's a little unfair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you might have heard, Gidon Sa'ar has decided that Israeli Arab school kids should not be using textbooks that refer to the birth of Israel as a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nakba&lt;/span&gt; or "catastrophe". My question is why this term was ever used in the first place, granted that we are talking about the Israeli school system, not the shameful excuse for education as practiced by our lovely cousins in Gaza and its environs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa'ar says that the majority of Israeli Arabs do not consider the events to be "catastrophic" in nature. That might be a moot point, although not as far from reality as one would imagine, granted that they have lived a better life in Israel than they could ever hope to under Arab sovereignty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is Israel finally starting to wake up to the fact that we have to push the Jewish angle here? If Arab schoolkids want to learn about the other side, why should we be the ones teaching it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you know, I am teacher. I value education above almost anything else and I know that the best way to change mindsets is through engaging kids responsibly. The only way we can counter the poisoning of minds, as practised so skillfully by the Palestinians is by teaching the kids that Israel was founded as pluralistic and democratic state, with the intention of promoting Jewish values to all who chose to live within it's borders. It therefore behoves us to banish the kind of rhetoric that undermines the core values of that very same State.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calling the miraculous War of Independence a  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Naqba"  &lt;/span&gt;is nothing short of a gross insult to every single person who died in the conflict. If doing so is branded "censorship" by our people (and frankly, I couldn't give a damn what CNN, the BBC et al call it), then I don't think we deserve to have the country in the first place.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11999524-5006953682523688904?l=cwscribbles.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://cwscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/5006953682523688904/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11999524&amp;postID=5006953682523688904&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11999524/posts/default/5006953682523688904" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11999524/posts/default/5006953682523688904" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://cwscribbles.blogspot.com/2009/07/when-censorship-is-misused-concept.html" title="When &quot;Censorship&quot; Is A Misused Concept" /><author><name>The Scribbler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03161162947929359393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01769045203304551014" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11999524.post-7030093211962309786</id><published>2009-07-23T05:15:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T07:15:26.618+01:00</updated><title type="text">Palestinians of Jewish Origin 2\2</title><content type="html">&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param value="http://youtube.com/v/C3gGinwyNYE" name="movie"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://youtube.com/v/C3gGinwyNYE" 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Jewish Origin 2\2" /><author><name>The Scribbler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03161162947929359393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01769045203304551014" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11999524.post-4813945896432980512</id><published>2009-07-23T05:15:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T05:15:37.698+01:00</updated><title type="text">Palestinians of Jewish Origin 1\2</title><content type="html">&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/AenISgolLe0' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/AenISgolLe0'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11999524-4813945896432980512?l=cwscribbles.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://cwscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/4813945896432980512/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11999524&amp;postID=4813945896432980512&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11999524/posts/default/4813945896432980512" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11999524/posts/default/4813945896432980512" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://cwscribbles.blogspot.com/2009/07/palestinians-of-jewish-origin-12.html" title="Palestinians of Jewish Origin 1\2" /><author><name>The Scribbler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03161162947929359393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01769045203304551014" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11999524.post-7137581726206633009</id><published>2009-07-22T21:39:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T21:42:55.565+01:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Israel" /><title type="text">European court: Israel boycotts are unlawful discrimination</title><content type="html">by &lt;a href="mailto:editors@jpost.com"&gt;HERB KEINON &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Israel finally won one last week in an international human rights court.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday, the Council of Europe's European Court of Human Rights upheld a French ruling that it was illegal and discriminatory to boycott Israeli goods, and that making it illegal to call for a boycott of Israeli goods did not constitute a violation of one's freedom of expression.&lt;br /&gt;The Council of Europe is based in Strasbourg, has some 47 member states and is independent of the European Union. The court is made up of one judge from each member state, and the rulings of the court carry moral weight throughout Europe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday the court ruled by a vote of 6-1 that the French court did not violate the freedom of expression of the Communist mayor of the small French town of Seclin, Jean-Claude Fernand Willem, who in October 2002 announced at a town hall meeting that he intended to call on the municipality to boycott Israeli products.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jews in the region filed a complaint with the public prosecutor, who decided to prosecute Willem for "provoking discrimination on national, racial and religious grounds." Willem was first acquitted by the Lille Criminal Court, but that decision was overturned on appeal in September 2003 and he was fined €1,000.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His appeal to a higher French court was unsuccessful, and as a result he petitioned the European Court of Human rights in March 2005, saying his call for a boycott of Israeli products was part of a legitimate political debate, and that his freedom of expression had been violated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The court, made up of judges from Denmark, France, Germany, Liechtenstein, Monaco, Macedonia and the Czech Republic ruled that interference with the former mayor's freedom of expression was needed to protect the rights of Israeli producers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to a statement issued by the court on Thursday, the court held the view that Willem was not convicted for his political opinions, "but for inciting the commission of a discriminatory, and therefore punishable, act. The Court further noted that, under French law, the applicant was not entitled to take the place of the governmental authorities by declaring an embargo on products from a foreign country, and moreover that the penalty imposed on him had been relatively moderate."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one dissenting opinion was written by the Czech judge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foreign Ministry spokesman Yigal Palmor hailed the ruling Sunday, saying it provided important ammunition for those challenging on legal grounds calls frequently heard in Europe for a boycott of Israeli products, as well as calls for a boycott of Israeli academia.&lt;br /&gt;"It is now clear that in every country in Europe there is a precedent for calling boycotts of Israeli goods a violation of the law," Palmor said. "This is an important precedent, one that says very clearly that boycott calls are discriminatory. We hope this will help us push back against all the calls for boycotts of Israeli goods."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(c) The Jerusalem Post 2009&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11999524-7137581726206633009?l=cwscribbles.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="related" href="http://www.jpost.com/servlet/Satellite?cid=1246443852848&amp;pagename=JPost%2FJPArticle%2FShowFull" title="European court: Israel boycotts are unlawful discrimination" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://cwscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/7137581726206633009/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11999524&amp;postID=7137581726206633009&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11999524/posts/default/7137581726206633009" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11999524/posts/default/7137581726206633009" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://cwscribbles.blogspot.com/2009/07/european-court-israel-boycotts-are.html" title="European court: Israel boycotts are unlawful discrimination" /><author><name>The Scribbler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03161162947929359393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01769045203304551014" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11999524.post-7902115927772775959</id><published>2009-07-20T06:39:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T06:39:53.841+01:00</updated><title type="text">A Stunning List of Accomplishments</title><content type="html">&lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;table class="MsoNormalTable" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="padding: 0in; width: 900.75pt;" valign="top" width="1201"&gt;&lt;table class="MsoNormalTable" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="padding: 0in; width: 900.75pt;" valign="top" width="1201"&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 36pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I was emailed this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;"If George W. Bush had made a joke at the  expense of the Special Olympics, would you have shrugged it off?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had  George W. Bush given Gordon Brown a set of inexpensive and incorrectly formatted  DVDs, in exchange for a thoughtful and historic gift from Mr. Brown, would you  have approved?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If George W. Bush had gifted the Queen of England with an  iPod containing videos of his own speeches, would you not have thought this  embarrassingly narcissistic and tacky?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If George W. Bush had bowed to  the King of Saudi Arabia, would you have been incensed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Were George W.  Bush to have visited Austria and made an inane reference to the non-existent  "Austrian language", would you have brushed it off as an insignificant slip? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If George W. Bush had staffed his cabinet and circle of top advisers  with persons who cannot or do not keep current on their income taxes, would you  have been OK with that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If George W. Bush had been so unbelievably  ignorant of Mexican history and the Spanish language as to clumsily and  nonsensically refer to Mexican Festive Day - Cinco de Mayo (Fifth of May) as  "cinco de cuatro" (fifth of four) in the presence of the Mexican Ambassador, and  continue to flub it when trying to recover from the gaffe, would you have merely  winced in embarrassment and shrugged it off?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had George W. Bush  misspelled the word "advice", would you have hammered him incessantly as was Dan  Quale for spelling "potato" "potatoe", and cite this as proof he's a  dunce?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had George W. Bush burned 9,000 gallons of air polluting jet fuel  to go on a Midwestern photo op and plant a single tree on "Earth Day", would you  have said he's a hypocrite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the Bush administration had okayed Air  Force One with fighter escort flying low and unannounced over millions of people  in downtown Manhattan while stirring widespread panic, would you have wondered  whether they actually "get" what happened on 9-11?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had George W. Bush  been the first President to need a teleprompter to get through a press  conference, would you have seen this as proof of how inept he is? And would you  also suspect his words were actually those of someone behind the scenes? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If George W. Bush had failed to send relief to flood victims in the  Midwest where more people were killed or made homeless than in New Orleans ,  would you have fashioned it into an ongoing political issue with claims of  racism and incompetence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If George W. Bush, in an unprecedented  government intrusion into the private sector, and completely without the  constitutional authority to do so, dared "fire" the CEO of a corporation, would  you have acquiesced?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had George W. Bush in his first year proposed to  double a national debt, which had taken more than two centuries to accumulate,  would you have gone along?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if George W. Bush then proposed to double  the debt again in a few years, would you have questioned the wisdom of such a  course of action?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If George W. Bush had degraded by 90% your own  retirement plan's holdings in GM stock, and at the same time given the UAW a  majority stake in GM, effectively giving ownership over to the union, would you  have accepted that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If George W. Bush, after telling Americans "it is  time to sacrifice", had spent hundreds of thousands of dollars to fly Laura to  New York City for dinner and a Broadway play on the taxpayer dime, would you  have called him a hypocrite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, tell me again, what exactly is it about  Obama that you consider evidence of his brilliance, competence, diplomacy, and  leadership?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't think of anything? Don't worry. Obama's done all the  above in his first 5 months &lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt;–&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt;and the MSM (Main Stream Media) has shrugged it off,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;so you have three years and seven months to come up with  something."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11999524-7902115927772775959?l=cwscribbles.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://cwscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/7902115927772775959/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11999524&amp;postID=7902115927772775959&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11999524/posts/default/7902115927772775959" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11999524/posts/default/7902115927772775959" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://cwscribbles.blogspot.com/2009/07/stunning-list-of-accomplishments.html" title="A Stunning List of Accomplishments" /><author><name>The Scribbler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03161162947929359393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01769045203304551014" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11999524.post-5012005503865331392</id><published>2009-07-14T18:30:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T18:54:11.450+01:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Teaching" /><title type="text">The Indescribable Bouquet</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eq_JafVAB-Y/SlzBqBu9gWI/AAAAAAAAAR8/gRQujjr7pso/s1600-h/Madina%27s+Flowers+14+July+2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eq_JafVAB-Y/SlzBqBu9gWI/AAAAAAAAAR8/gRQujjr7pso/s400/Madina%27s+Flowers+14+July+2009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358370584428118370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looks like an ordinary bouquet of flowers, but it is anything but.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"M" was a student for whom I had high hopes. She came to the school in the middle of Year 10 and had a lot of work to catch up with. She toiled away solidly and pretty soon, demonstrated an ability to produce work of high quality, the type that stood out from the rest of the pack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward a year and she was slacking somewhat. With deadlines approaching, she wasn't making the mark and I was concerned, as were others in the school that she wouldn't make it (it should however be noted that she told me she had spent the last week battling the flu, so I can't be too harsh in my judgement of her). With the final external moderation imminent (it took place yesterday), I spent the better part of the last week bombarding her with emails, voice messages and suchlike, cajoling her into her getting herself into school to finish off the work ASAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my immense relief, she manged to fight off the bug and soon after, complete her work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, she turned up with the bouquet you see above coupled with a lovely card, thanking me for my efforts. I won't reveal the contents of the card, but I can say that I am extremely touched (and not a little relieved that she has finished!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We work damn hard with the kids to get them their results and sometimes, any positive outcomes seem so remote, they might as well be hallucinatory . If it takes one student to come in and say thank you, with or without flowers, the whole effort we expended serves to remind us why we joined this extraordinary profession in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The title of this post is "The indescribable bouquet".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you now understand why.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11999524-5012005503865331392?l=cwscribbles.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://cwscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/5012005503865331392/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11999524&amp;postID=5012005503865331392&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11999524/posts/default/5012005503865331392" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11999524/posts/default/5012005503865331392" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://cwscribbles.blogspot.com/2009/07/indescribable-bouquet.html" title="The Indescribable Bouquet" /><author><name>The Scribbler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03161162947929359393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01769045203304551014" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eq_JafVAB-Y/SlzBqBu9gWI/AAAAAAAAAR8/gRQujjr7pso/s72-c/Madina%27s+Flowers+14+July+2009.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11999524.post-7370898723842964454</id><published>2009-07-08T23:33:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T00:02:48.155+01:00</updated><title type="text">The Primary Moment</title><content type="html">Last week, my multi-talented eldest daughter, Hadassah performed magnificently in the school production of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fiddler On The Roof&lt;/span&gt;. She stole every scene that she was in, playing Yenta as though the part had been written for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't need to take only my word for it. Just ask anyone else who witnessed her extraordinary performance. She was simply - and I don't care if I'm biased - magnificent. She had the voice, the moves, the whole caboodle down to a tee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We laughed and sang along with the familiar music. It was a lovely evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then tonight, we had the Siyum, otherwise known as the Primary School prom. This was her leaving ceremony and the last time she will appear on stage, in front of parents, with the children she has spent her life with since the age of four. It was a very special and prestigious moment for all concerned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I was emotional and sad. It was as though, through my daughter, another part of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; life was coming to a close. It makes no sense really, because I hardly knew the other kids on the stage, but I felt that, in my role of proxy, I too was moving on, into uncharted waters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Endings are always sad. The memories that she has built up will stay with her for the rest of her life and these are special occasions because they don't happen more than once. She will Please G-d graduate many more times, but there is something to be said about leaving your primary school friends behind and going on into a new school. Maybe I feel it more because, for the first time, my daughter will be experiencing the same educational key stages that I work with throughout the academic year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time, she will be learning the kind of things that I teach other children of her age. She will be entering my realm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's more than that. It's the feeling that some of her innocence - the type you can only maintain in primary school will evaporate as she enters the harder, sharper edges of the secondary stage in her education. In short, my little girl is growing up - and this evening, as she stood on that stage in the hall, I realised that my life, like hers, will never be the same again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11999524-7370898723842964454?l=cwscribbles.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://cwscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/7370898723842964454/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11999524&amp;postID=7370898723842964454&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11999524/posts/default/7370898723842964454" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11999524/posts/default/7370898723842964454" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://cwscribbles.blogspot.com/2009/07/primary-moment.html" title="The Primary Moment" /><author><name>The Scribbler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03161162947929359393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01769045203304551014" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11999524.post-5993943977201046222</id><published>2009-07-06T19:10:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T21:14:32.995+01:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Jewish" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Israel" /><title type="text">Oral Testimony of Noam Shalit</title><content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;Oral Testimony of Noam Shalit, Father of Kidnapped  Israeli Soldier Gilad Shalit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;Delivered to UN  Fact Finding Mission on the Gaza Conflict, Geneva, 6 July  2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;My name is Noam Schalit and I am the father  of the kidnapped Israeli soldier Gilad Schalit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Honorable members of the Mission – I thank you for giving me  the opportunity to address you today. I thank you, also, for allowing me to make  my testimony public. I know that this Mission is determined to give the victims  of the recent conflict in Gaza an opportunity to make their voice heard. So -  with your kind permission - I would like to use this distinguished forum – the  United Nations – first to address you and then to address the people of Gaza  and, in particular, the people holding my son Gilad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Honorable Members of the Mission, a few weeks ago you were  in Gaza. You met the Hamas hierarchy. According to the Ma’an news agency – Mr.  Ismail Haniyya welcomed your mission deploring what he viewed as Israel’s grave  violations of international law. The same news agency reported that the Mission  thanked Mr. Haniyya for his cooperation in facilitating its work. Sirs and  Madam, if this cooperation is indeed genuine then the same Hamas hierarchy  should honor your eventual findings – whatever they may be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;And I have no doubt that after you read my written  submissions, you will determine that my son’s violent abduction and his  continuing detention subject to extortion is, equally, a violation of  international law. After you hear the cassette recording of my son’s voice –  released on the first anniversary of his capture - you will be shocked by the  callous cynicism of his captors and the grief that his words have caused me and  my family. These are words that he was forced to read. You will also find,  without a doubt, that the refusal to allow him access to the Red Cross, if not a  war crime is, at least, a gross act of inhu&lt;span&gt;man&lt;/span&gt;ity and an  aggravating circumstance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Members of the Mission - The same Geneva Convention of 1949  which this Mission will use to judge the legality of the Israeli attack on Gaza  forbids the holding to ransom of an individual – whether he be soldier or  otherwise. The same Rome Statute of the International Criminal Court by which  the Palestinian Authority seeks to charge the Israeli hierarchy condemns the  Hamas leadership no less for the crime of taking hostages – soldiers or  otherwise. The same court in The Hague where the Palestinian Authority pursues  Mr. Olmert may equally investigate Mr. Masha’al who - with his Jordanian  nationality - falls squarely within the jurisdiction of this  institution.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;But what is the purpose of this honorable Mission? Is it  really to lay the basis for a future criminal prosecution? Or is it, perhaps, to  effect reconciliation? Know that the minds and hearts of the Israeli people are  with my son on a daily basis. His release – which it is within your power to  promote – will bring about such reconciliation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;And now, with you permission, I would like to address the  Palestinian victims of Operation Cast Lead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;People of Gaza, I do not come before this Mission as a  representative of the Israeli State. I come neither to condemn nor to justify  the recent Israeli operations in Gaza. I am not a politician nor do I care for  politics. I am a civilian and the father of three.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;I last saw my son Gilad on Wednesday 21 June 2006 when he  returned to the military service which his country obliged him to perform by  law. A few days later, his patrol was sabotaged&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; by armed  Palestinians&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;, two of his fellow soldiers were killed before his  very eyes and he was abducted. He was nineteen years old at the time. A shy boy  with a nervous smile and a studious disposition. Like many his age, all that  occupied him were his studies and sport. To all those who know him, he is gentle  and sensitive to the suffering of others - a trait he has shown from an early  age. At the age of 11, his teacher asked him to write a fable. His drawings and  narrative have now been published. I am giving the Mission a copy of this book.  You can read it if you wish. The story of a shark and a fish who became friends  against all the odds. Need I say more? Suffice to say that the will for peace  and security can overcome fear and distrust.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;People of Gaza - Do not overlook the circumstances of my  son’s service nor of his capture. He was not attacking your territory.  He was  not even in your territory. He was operating &lt;u&gt;within&lt;/u&gt; the sovereign  territory of the State of Israel – protecting the integrity of what was supposed  to be a border of peace after a complete Israeli withdrawal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Your leaders say Gilad is a prisoner of war. I say he is an  abductee. The difference is in the interpretation of the law. But even if your  leaders hold my son as a prisoner of war – why will they not allow him the  privileges which attach to such a status? Gilad has no contact with the outside  world. Your leaders refuse him access to the International Committee of the Red  Cross - the same Red Cross which regularly visits your people held captive in  Israeli prisons. The same Red Cross which protests the violations of their  rights to the Israeli Government.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;People of Gaza, your leaders are fighting to return your  sons and daughters from captivity. This is an understandable desire. You may  agree with such a policy. Many of you, however, will realize that the fate of an  entire prison population cannot depend on the ransom of one young  man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Your leaders have committed a crime with respect to my son.  They hold him to ransom and, by the same token, they hold &lt;span&gt;all&lt;/span&gt; of  you to ransom. For three years now, you have been held hostage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; to  the inflexible demands of your leaders and their unwillingness to compromise.  They issue demands which, I fear, the Israeli Government will never  meet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; My son’s fate is the means through which your leaders  distract your attention from the destruction they have brought upon you. Is this  humane? Are these the acts of an honorable regime?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;People of Gaza - Do not ignore the root cause of our mutual  suffering. You know that the injustice done to my son was the trigger for war.  You also know that the release of my son is the key to peace and the lifting of  the Israeli commercial blockade. A small gesture and a little effort on both  sides can relieve the misery of many.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;President Sarkozy of France recently told Prime Minister  Netanyahu that your leaders would not release Gilad until Israel freed  prisoners. I am not a party to talks on prisoner release. I am not consulted on  numbers and I have no say in the conduct of negotiations. Like many of you, all  that concerns me is that the one I love returns home. Do those of you who are  waiting for the return of those close to you care for the politics? Do you care  for the posturing of your leaders? Or do you - like me - wish that this war and  what caused it would never have happened?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;But if a prisoner exchange need be the course we are forced  to adopt, let reason and moderation overcome excessive demands. Let not a  &lt;span&gt;stale&lt;/span&gt;mate in the negotiations pre&lt;span&gt;vail&lt;/span&gt; over the  &lt;span&gt;will&lt;/span&gt; of the &lt;span&gt;peo&lt;/span&gt;ple. Let not &lt;span&gt;stub&lt;/span&gt;borness  &lt;span&gt;tri&lt;/span&gt;umph over com&lt;span&gt;pass&lt;/span&gt;ion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;People of Gaza - like many of &lt;span&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;, we are  suffering the consequences of the decisions and failures of others. Like many of  &lt;span&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;, my family and I have been caught up in a web of violence. Like  many of you, I pay a heavy price on a daily basis. I know that you are short of  food. Some of your loved ones have been killed – women and children, young and  innocent. I understand your distress and sympathize with your grief. I have  visited your wounded from Beit Hanoun and, have witnessed, at first hand, the  unnecessary suffering and the un&lt;span&gt;speak&lt;/span&gt;able a&lt;span&gt;troc&lt;/span&gt;ity of  war. But even so, I do &lt;span&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; com&lt;span&gt;pare&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span&gt;suff&lt;/span&gt;ering. As a &lt;span&gt;par&lt;/span&gt;ent speaking to a  &lt;span&gt;mult&lt;/span&gt;itude of &lt;span&gt;par&lt;/span&gt;ents - I ask you to understand my  family’s anguish. As the days go by, we begin to despair. We despair of the day  when we will see our son again. I know neither where he is held nor how he  fares. Whether he is injured or whether he is even alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;And finally to the people holding my son: I urge you to  release my son. You have the power to act with grace. Do it for the  respectability that you wish the international community to accord you. Do it  because you see yourselves as statesmen acting with humane intent. Do it for the  sake of the respect you say you show this Mission. Do it not for gain but do it,  I beg you, because it is the just and right thing to do. But most important of  all, do it for the peace and welfare of your own people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11999524-5993943977201046222?l=cwscribbles.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://cwscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/5993943977201046222/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11999524&amp;postID=5993943977201046222&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11999524/posts/default/5993943977201046222" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11999524/posts/default/5993943977201046222" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://cwscribbles.blogspot.com/2009/07/oral-testimony-of-noam-shalit-father-of.html" title="Oral Testimony of Noam Shalit" /><author><name>The Scribbler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03161162947929359393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01769045203304551014" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11999524.post-769978940422719841</id><published>2009-07-06T07:22:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T07:24:07.842+01:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Israel" /><title type="text">Quote Of The Year</title><content type="html">&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#7f007f;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(127, 0, 127); font-family: Arial;"&gt;"On a more serious  front, I sincerely hope that when the President goes in for his annual check-up,  the doctors at Bethesda will do a brain scan. Surely something must be terribly  wrong with a man who seems to be far more concerned with a Jew building a house  in Israel than with Muslims building a nuclear bomb in Iran  ." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="margin-bottom: 5pt;"&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#7f007f;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(127, 0, 127); font-family: Arial;"&gt;--columnist Burt  Prelutsky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11999524-769978940422719841?l=cwscribbles.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://cwscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/769978940422719841/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11999524&amp;postID=769978940422719841&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11999524/posts/default/769978940422719841" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11999524/posts/default/769978940422719841" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://cwscribbles.blogspot.com/2009/07/quote-of-year.html" title="Quote Of The Year" /><author><name>The Scribbler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03161162947929359393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01769045203304551014" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry></feed>
