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Israel's Untold Story

Israel's Untold Story

No sound, no fury. The international silence once again thunders in Israeli ears.

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You probably heard about the suicide bombing that brutally claimed the lives of eleven Israeli bus passengers two weeks ago. One of the victims was a young woman with whom I worked until just a few weeks ago. Her name was Dana Itach. She was completely blown to pieces. They identified her by her teeth.

There were dozens more who were pulverized, crushed, scalded and sliced open but who managed to survive. One of them is a friend with whom I only recently became acquainted. His is a story you may not have heard.

I visited him in the hospital the day after the bombing. Very weak, eyebrows singed off entirely, face splattered with blackened blood stains and red lacerations, he opened his eyes just after I walked into the hospital room.

When I saw him I tried to put on an appropriate expression that would hide my fear at seeing his wounds. And I had no idea what to say. But by the time I was by his bed, he relieved me of my inability to start a dialogue. He managed to focus his rolling, glassy, morphine-intoxicated eyes and, in a barely audible and scratchy voice, his words slowly leaked out.

"You're lying there in absolute agony and there's no one there to help you. And I thought, 'If I leave it's a victory for the enemy.'"

"There was a great, bright, searing, yellow light. And the sound, it's something I can't describe. And then I was lying there and I realized it was a pigua (terror attack). And then I looked down and I thought, 'Oh no, my leg is gone from the knee down'. But it was just a piece of someone else's bloody flesh that had wrapped around my leg. And I thought 'Maybe I should finally leave this country.' You're lying there in absolute agony and there's no one there to help you. All these thoughts were going through my head. And I thought, 'If I leave it's a victory for the enemy.'"

For the next six months he will be recovering from a shattered knee cap, a severed vein in his leg, shrapnel wounds, severe internal contusions and a number of surgeries. In addition, he will be dealing with the psychological wounds as well. Two weeks after the bombing, he is notably stronger. He has taken several steps with a walker and he is actually able to move himself, very gingerly, within his bed in order to find a position which is a little less painful. But he is exhausted and mentally tormented. He confided, "Every day I'm fighting to keep my sanity... I'm not sleeping; the dreams keep me from sleeping."

THE OTHER UNTOLD STORY

Even if you did pay some attention to this latest genocide bombing, my friend's story, his agony, his long road of recovery ahead is probably a story of which you weren't aware. But it's only one of the stories to which you likely didn't hear. The other untold story follows.

Shortly after the bus bombing, a lone Israeli Mosad-trained operative, secretly and specifically trained for his mission, commandeered a private Palestinian truck just outside Ramallah in the West Bank. He flagged down the driver by the side of the road, and, when the driver stopped to help him, he climbed into the passenger seat of the truck's cab and withdrew a Walther P-22 rimfire handgun, specially fitted with a silencer. In the truck's payload area were some 25 local Palestinian passengers from the nearby West Bank town of Al-Hadiri, who were taking their regular weekly ride to Nablus.

The driver, now at gunpoint, followed the orders of the Israeli operative. He drove to within 150 meters of President Arafat's headquarters in Ramallah. At that point, he was coldly and silently murdered by a bullet to the head. The Israeli operative exited the truck's cab and walked around to the back of the truck where the passengers were reading, eating a quick morning bite and talking amongst themselves. Here, with his gun supporting his orders, the Israeli operative instructed 15 of the passengers to get out of the truck and lie on the ground, face down, ten meters away.

He calmly surveyed the faces of those remaining in the truck. Then, with the almost-imperceptible dexterity of the oft-practiced move, he reached under his jacket toward his belt with his free hand, unhooked a high-explosive fragmentation grenade, pulled the pin, held it momentarily, and then tossed it into the truck's payload area. He ran several steps hard toward the passengers whom he had forced to lay down on the ground, diving for cover beside them. The ten passengers in the truck were instantly vaporized, spewed into pieces and scorched to death, remains of limbs flying in all directions.

With the remaining passengers catatonically frozen in fear and shock, the operative calmly got to his feet, pulled out a ten-inch hunting knife, a shot gun and a hand-held flame thrower and methodically sliced, shot and scorched each of those whom he had forced to lie on the ground. Some were mortally wounded, some received moderate injuries (such as burns, shot wounds and severed veins) and others were lightly injured. Finally, the operative positioned the Walther P22 against his head and killed himself. The whole orgy of massacre took less than a minute.

How could it be that you did you not hear of this latter story? Within an hour, much of the world expressed its revulsion and outrage at the Israeli attack. Most European countries immediately cut diplomatic relations with Israel, banishing the respective Israeli ambassadors from their lands and closing all Israeli diplomatic missions. Most African nations vowed support for Yasser Arafat and sent senior diplomats to visit the poor, shaken man in his office (only 150 meters from the attack site).

Throughout the Middle East, hundreds of thousands of outraged citizens took to the streets decrying the barbaric violence and vowing to end Israel's reign of terror. Syria, Lebanon and Egypt massed troops along their respective borders with Israel. The United States censured Israel in harsh and unequivocal terms and cut 40% of its annual aid package to Israel. Israel was never so wholly isolated. How is it that you did not hear of this?

The reason you didn't hear any of this is because the second story contains two vital inaccuracies: First, the operative involved was not an Israeli Mossad agent; rather he was a Palestinian policeman from Bethlehem named Ali Muneer Jaara.

Second, the people he coldly murdered with shrapnel-packed explosives and those he cruelly injured were not Palestinian commuters within 150 meters of Arafat's headquarters; rather they were Israeli commuters who were attacked within 150 meters of Israeli Prime Minister Ariel Sharon's home in Jerusalem.

With these two inaccuracies thusly corrected, you did, in fact, know all about the second story. It was, in fact, the same story I recapped at the start: the genocidal bombing of Israeli commuters in Jerusalem two weeks ago; the bombing in which my former co-worker was murdered and my friend was deeply wounded along with dozens of others.

The fictional account, with Palestinian victims, lead to (fictional) worldwide outrage. The actual account, with Israeli victims, lead to worldwide silence.

In fact, the real untold story, the part that truly went unheard by definition, was the near total absence of international reaction against the Palestinian-supported policy of brutal violence and terror, a policy which manifested itself in almost exactly the same way as my fictional account of the murder of Palestinian commuters occurred. There was the same coldly premeditated plan of murder, the same surveying of the victims faces before the act; and the same rending of human flesh and bone with fire and iron. The same political statement by conducting the mass murder within 150 meters of the political leader's home. The fictional account, with Palestinian victims, lead to (fictional but not unexpected) worldwide outrage. The actual account, with Israeli victims, lead to worldwide silence.

The real untold story is untold because it made no sound, no fury, no ripples and no impression on those who control Palestinian strategy. It was the relative international silence -- as Israelis were cut down and cut up, flesh shredded within 150 meters of their Prime Minister's residence -- that once again thunders in Israeli ears.

Where were the forceful condemnations? Where were the morally correct governments of the West de-crying this crime against humans and following up with practical actions and consequences?

Where was the flood of foreign diplomats dispatched to Israel to show support? Where were the street demonstrations by morally upright and aghast citizens of the world bitterly condemning the barbaric violence against Israelis? Where was the cutback in financial support to the Palestinian government? Where was the expression of outrage? Where was your cry of revulsion, your scream for an end to the continual, purposeful, intended, directed annihilation and mutilation of simple Israeli commuters?

Would you have done so if my fictional account was true? If so, why didn't you do so this time?

The untold story is not new. But its duplicitous and silent continuance is a thunderous death-knell for more Israelis. Beyond Israel, as citizens of Bali and Moscow and New York and Istanbul know, your co-worker or friend could be next.

Published: February 14, 2004


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Visitor Comments: 42

(42) Anonymous, September 21, 2004 12:00 AM

We have to work harder!

You've just succeeded in making me feel like I finally want to and will make the committment to change a lot of what I haven't been able to change for the better in the last 2 of my 25 years of life. Please continue to inspire and write the truth! I have been influenced strongly by your writing that it will surely change my life. I hope others will follow lead. Be better people. It must be changed! We aren't put here on this earth to just sit and sin, we are here to grow and teach and learn the truth and do it.

Thank you!

(41) Christa, February 21, 2004 12:00 AM

Cry out to God

When the latest bus bombing happened I was reading the news. I started to cry and cry out to G-d and said to him. "How long will you allow this to go on? When will this stop!" I feel the Lord spoke to me in my heart and said. When my people who are called by my name, cry out and ask me to stop it, then I will stop it. I am not jewish, I'm a Christian but I cry out to G-d for the injustice you suffer.

(40) Anonymous, February 20, 2004 12:00 AM

Where's Israel's Condemnations

Why expect the international community to condemn this attack when the Israeli leaders fail to do so themselves. What was Israel's response to this tragic multiple homocide? Did they capture and arrest Arafat, the person at the top of the list of those resposible? Or did Sharon instead decide to reward terror by stating that he will remove "settlements"? Has Israel taken action that shows without a doubt that they will not accept such massacres, or is Sharon still trying to stay on Bush's good side and therefor not do anything that might Bush might condemn as excessive or harm Bush's war in Iraq? When will Israel say enough is enough?? When is Israel going to say that Israel is rightfully ours, and that no part of Israel ever belonged to the "Palestinian people". Yet we offered them a share, and they thanked us by murder instead? And now IT'S TOO LATE. When will Israel say that we aren't giving them any more chances? The international community looks at Israel and says - either you are total fools or you know you're wrong! Which country tries to pacify murderers over and over again?

(39) esther, February 20, 2004 12:00 AM

we were there

we were a mile away when the bus exploded, we were getting on our bullet proof bus to go to Beth lehem and Hebron when we heard a rain of sirens echoing the air. the night before we met with terror victims and we all prayed it wouldn't happen again. Jewish injustice is unfortunately nothing new in this world, open any history book, somehow, the people of this world seem to not like us very much. I understand we cannot change those people but we must change ourselves. we must understand that we are Jews and unite as one, to be a light on to each other and the world. when we are fragmented and unsure of our allegiance, monsters like those suicide bombers keep reminding us, you are Jews.

(38) raye, February 20, 2004 12:00 AM

I arrived in Israel that morning!!

I took the bus from Ben Gurian airport to the Jerusalem bus station and there grabbed a cab to my hotel. It was the driver who gave me the news about the bombing. I still hope to make Aliyah. Friends keeping asking me was I afraid, did I not have fear. I tell them that those here in New York tremble when they hear the news. When you are in Israel, life goes on. The people are wonderful. It is not my first trip and won't be my last. In spite of all the pain, the economic problems, I don't think I have experienced such civility anywhere as I have in Israel. I bought books and other item when I realized I did not have my wallet with me. The vendor gave me my parcel and told me to telephone him my credit card number when I got back to my hotel. I called and asked him why he trusted me. He simply said that I looked like a nice person.

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