A View from Israel: Deathly Silence at the Gaza Border
It was a moving day. Almost too moving. And I don’t know how to quite process the emotions.
It began with a visit to Sderot, the beleaguered city of 25,000 in Southern Israel that Hamas uses for target practice. More than 12,000 deadly rockets have been fired at its inhabitants. Every home has a bomb shelter. The bus stops are built like bunkers. Taxi drivers are accustomed to leaving their cars running in the streets whenever a siren goes off. It looks like a weird version of The Twilight Zone.
The remnants of hundreds of Kasam rockets are displayed in the city’s police station. They are huge, deadly, and incredibly ugly, almost as if their murderous intent is captured in their external look. Most have been hit by Iron Dome. But they remain deadly nonetheless: hugh pieces of debris falling out of the sky that can kill at any moment.
The town elders met me in a bomb shelter, which is now the city hall. It was surreal. But the spirit of the people is unbroken and unbent. They told me that Sderot represents the very front line of Western civilization against Barbarism. The only city in the world that abuts a terrorist state that constantly seeks its annihilation.
They are right.
From there we drove to an army base right near the Gaza border. There we met a 35-year-old Golani commander who was one of the most impressive people I’ve met in years. On the first day of the ground invasion his battalion of 600 was involved in heavy fighting against the Hamas terrorists.
“On a battlefield,” he explained, “there is something called a dead zone. It’s the territory that is controlled by your enemy and open to their fire. It’s difficult to move from one point to another in a dead zone. But in this war,” he continued, “we had Hamas fighters moving through dead zones holding 5-year-old children in front of them as human shields. I am a father. I cannot even begin to understand the mentality of a fighter who would use a child to protect himself.”
The commander had just returned from the hospital where he was suffering from internal head injuries sustained after a Hamas missile destroyed a home he was in, killing both his second and third in command. The battalion was so well trained that in the absence of their three highest ranking officers, they took the battle back to the enemy and destroyed 80 percent of the terrorist cell.
Nobel Peace Laureate Elie Wiesel and I took out full-page ads in the world’s most prestigious newspapers condemning Hamas for child sacrifice. I wanted Professor Wiesel to hear this first-person account of Hamas coward-murderers using children quite literally as bullet proof vests, especially from one of the IDF’s most senior officers. So we called Professor Wiesel from the base and reached him. I could see the officer’s pain as he described to the world’s most famous Holocaust survivor, who witnessed the murder of countless children, what Hamas was doing to Palestinian kids.
“This is asymmetrical war,” he told Wiesel. “With Hamas there are no rules of engagement,” he explained. “They fight with absolutely no rules. Children, women, everyone are fair game. And it makes it very hard for my soldiers to defend themselves when terrorists are literally firing from behind children. But my soldiers know the IDF’s rules. They cannot fire if a child can be hit. So our casualty rate become painfully high.”
We traveled from there to about 500 feet from the Gaza border. There were soldiers and tanks around us. We decided to make a minyan, a quorum of ten, for the afternoon prayer. Just as the soldiers were removing their heavy gear for the prayers, the call came through that a vehicle had seemingly pierced the Gaza fence and had made into Israel. Within 60 seconds all the soldiers had dispersed, looking for the vehicle.
Me and my children prayed alone.
We traveled South to Netivot where the Golani unit had a memorial service for their fallen comrades. Six hundred soldiers were crowded into the small hall. Pictures of the murdered soldiers, all in their twenties, were displayed, with biographical information for each. One was an Ethiopian Jewish soldier from a family of nine whom, they said, was religious and never missed his three prayers per day. Another was a father of two. I could barely contain myself as the names were read.
The commander we had met earlier rose to speak. He said casualties were a part of war. These heroes had died so that the Jewish people could live. They will never be forgotten.
And so, Israel carries on…
Shmuley Boteach, “America’s Rabbi” whom The Washington Post calls “the most famous Rabbi in America,” is the founder of “This World: The Values Network,” the world’s leading organization promoting universal Jewish values in politics, culture, and the media. The international best-selling author of 30 books, he has recently published “The Fed-up Man of Faith: Challenging God in the Face of Tragedy and Suffering.” Follow him on Twitter @RabbiShmuley.