This column was written on the evening of Holy Shabbat, with the experiences from the past Shabbat still fresh in my mind.
It was towards the end of Shabbat. I went to my neighbors for a third meal. I arrived a little early as usual, waited for them to get ready, we shook hands and went up to dine on the balcony. We greeted the one who brought us out, ate, and drank. And yes, a meal is not just about food and drink, but also conversation.
And speaking of conversation, how could we not mention that today was the first of Elul. The mother said to her daughters: "You know that tomorrow you are going back to study at Haidar.".
These words reminded me of my health condition, and the fact that my illness was labeled: "chronic illness." For those who didn't understand, this meant that the illness would accompany me until further notice, as it has no cure, only painkillers.
And so thoughts came to me that I had never thought about, and that I had never told anyone: Will the chronic illness really not pass and accompany me for the rest of my life? How will I set up a home, study, live, work?
But instead of crying about everything, I will think about what concerns me most right now - that tomorrow will be the opening of "time," and I will not open time on time, so I will only console myself with thoughts of all my children, the children of the yeshiva, the Torah-working ones, who will go to study.
I will see them from my window going to the shuttle, waiting for buses with suitcases and bags, while my suitcase and bag are already out of use! I only recently unpacked them, when I finally realized that I wouldn't need them anytime soon, after months of pushing myself - hoping to be healthy and quickly return to the bench.
But there is a will and there is a reality - and God has His own plans.
I will stay home.
So why mourn over what is not good? We should rejoice over what is good!
We are all murderers and primitives.
Due to my long stay at home, I often get to follow what is happening in the world of media and communications, so I could not ignore the cross-border incitement on the program 'Back of the Nation' on Channel 10, all in the name of satire.
But with all due respect to satire, even it has its limits. Under the auspices of the title "Satire," the program's participants allow themselves to say what they really think: the Haredim are murderers, primitive, the words of the Torah are false and outdated, the Haredim are Nazis ("Eichler," like Eichmann, according to Schlein), they are women's haters, they are a burden, they are dark, and so on.
All of this was in one episode. And what's left to do? Nothing. Because it's satire. Therefore, apparently, it's permissible to say "bring weapons to the Haredim so that they kill each other," and it's permissible to laugh at the Torah in expressions that I don't want to mention.
What are the limits of satire and freedom of expression? Apparently there are no limits, but it depends on who the inciting words ("satire") are directed at. If the words had been directed at Mizrahi people, for example, we would have already witnessed the results, even if it were not "satire", such as the public condemnation of the words of Kotler, Garbuz, Waxman, and others.
What is happening with your partner?
And if I may say anything, I would also like to say something, Mr. Schlein.
If it's so important to you that girls walk around immodestly, wearing shorts, etc., and you "go down" on all the rules of halacha and claim that "this is a book whose rules haven't been updated since the 16th century," I have to understand how it's possible that your partner, MK Merav Michaeli, the feminist, well-known atheist, who despises the rules of halacha, dresses exactly according to her rules: a knee-length skirt, a long, closed shirt, socks, and black clothing (well, black isn't halacha)?!
For some reason, she was never asked in the media whether she had repented.
I wonder what you think about her "primitiveness," dressing modestly.