How To Stop An Irish Flotilla

and beat them at their own game!

You need bag pipes, food and beer. I’m not joking. Here is my plan.

Send several boats with bagpipes blowing traditional Israeli folk tunes. Each welcome vessel should have 100 of the best behaved Israeli soldiers aboard waving Irish Flags. A welcome proclamation should be issued, declaring a Day of Irish Jewish Heritage. Large banners hanging off the Israeli boats read in English “Welcome To Israel” and “Éirinn go Brách (Ireland Forever)” ” In Heaven there is no beer, that is why we drink it here.”

After the flag waving and music, a small pontoon boat approaches each side of the boat for the dangerous mission of bringing plates of pita and chumous, Marzipan ruggaleh, and cases of domestic Israeli beer.

Other plates would have Irish Whiskey, Irish stew, beef bacon and cabbage, boxty, coddle, and colcannon. Blankets, suntan lotion, beach balls, and other gift items would be handed over to the protesters on board.

The people on the boat will be either visibly moved or start throwing these gifts back at the people bringing them. Perhaps even raining down on them with refuse from the boat. The soldiers stand their ground, and take anything that comes to them – all of this being filmed and witnessed by teams of international Journalist that have embedded into the Navy.

The people on the boat will likely be hesitant to take any of the gifts. In fact they may throw them in the ocean. It’s ok. Seeing the Irish Protesters throwing gifts away will be a huge embarrassment to the Irish mafia running the ship, and replayed millions of times on YouTube, BBC, CNN and others.

Stage four ends in three aerobatic planes from the Israeli Air Force flying over head trailing green air-show smoke, forming the Peace sign.

After a minimum of ten waves of gift laden boats are not successful, things get more serious. A floating saloon is pull up along side the boat, complete with dozens of darts, and cold draft beer, but also a more extensive Irish Menu.

Israel prepares the red carpet treatment for the Irish and international protesters. Many are put up at Gaza Hotels while all their personal belongings etc are screened by the border patrol and the boat is turned upside-down. Everyone gets a gift certificate to some great attractions in Israel, a day at the Dan Hotel in Tel Aviv and Jeruaslem, visit Yad VaShem, and O’Connels pub in Jerusalem.

Now let’s set aside for now that this Irish Flotilla could be delivering aid the the impoverished North of Ireland that has been under British rule since 1921. This is only one set of ideas, and it is 3am – I am sure that the Israelis can come up with something equally creative and effective beyond dropping soldiers onto the boat.

The Storm Ahead- Eerie Prediction By Daniel Gordis

From Daniel Gordis’s website – there are 57 comments there already.


Instead of trying to convince ourselves that it’s not really raining and that there are only a few clouds in the sky, we should be asking a few basic questions on the relationship between Israel and young American Jews

In October 1994, several days after kidnapped IDF soldier Nachshon Wachsman was killed in a failed attempt to save him from his terrorist captors, I was scheduled to teach my weekly graduate seminar at the University of Judaism in Los Angeles. But given the horror of what had just transpired, I couldn’t even imagine simply teaching as planned. I no longer recall what had been scheduled for that day. But what I do remember is that I decided to scrap the usual fare and that I taught a text in memory of Wachsman.

As the seminar drew to a close, it was obviously quiet in the room. But just as the students were preparing to disperse, one looked at me and asked, “What does any of this have to do with us?”

More than 15 years later, I can still picture that moment, frozen in time. I remember exactly where she was sitting. I recall the looks of discomfort on the faces of some of the other students, but the nods of agreement with her question from others. And I remember that I had no idea what to say.

And I remember feeling unbearably lonely and wholly out of place. Lonely because it was clear that she was not the only one wondering why in the world we were thinking about Nachshon Wachsman, when my own heart was breaking, and out of place because I had no idea how to engage those students in a conversation about why he mattered to me. I didn’t know where to begin.

What I didn’t know then, of course, was that a question that seemed to me an aberration would soon become the norm.

BUT IT has. Among young American Jews today, the public discourse has been captured by the intellectual and emotional heirs of that graduate student. Today’s is a generation of young American intellectuals and communal leaders without the instinctive bond to Israel that my generation possesses, even when Israel infuriates or embarrasses us. This is a generation of people like the talented writer Jay Michaelson, who wrote in The Forward, “I no longer want to feel entangled by [Israelis’] decisions and implicated in their consequences… count me out.”

Even in the moments of our greatest frustration with Israel, the people that I grew up with could never utter the words “count me out.” Read more