Rudyard Kipling"
“When you're left wounded on Afganistan's plains and
the women come out to cut up what remains, Just roll to your rifle
and blow out your brains,
And go to your God like a soldier”
General Douglas MacArthur"
“We are not retreating. We are advancing in another direction.”
“It is fatal to enter any war without the will to win it.” “Old soldiers never die; they just fade away.
“The soldier, above all other people, prays for peace, for he must suffer and be the deepest wounds and scars of war.”
“May God have mercy upon my enemies, because I won't .” “The object of war is not to die for your country but to make the other bastard die for his.
“Nobody ever defended, there is only attack and attack and attack some more.
“It is foolish and wrong to mourn the men who died. Rather we should thank God that such men lived.
The Soldier stood and faced God
Which must always come to pass
He hoped his shoes were shining
Just as bright as his brass
"Step forward you Soldier,
How shall I deal with you?
Have you always turned the other cheek?
To My Church have you been true?"
"No, Lord, I guess I ain't
Because those of us who carry guns
Can't always be a saint."
I've had to work on Sundays
And at times my talk was tough,
And sometimes I've been violent,
Because the world is awfully rough.
But, I never took a penny
That wasn't mine to keep.
Though I worked a lot of overtime
When the bills got just too steep,
The Soldier squared his shoulders and said
And I never passed a cry for help
Though at times I shook with fear,
And sometimes, God forgive me,
I've wept unmanly tears.
I know I don't deserve a place
Among the people here.
They never wanted me around
Except to calm their fears.
If you've a place for me here,
Lord, It needn't be so grand,
I never expected or had too much,
But if you don't, I'll understand."
There was silence all around the throne
Where the saints had often trod
As the Soldier waited quietly,
For the judgment of his God.
"Step forward now, you Soldier,
You've borne your burden well.
Walk peacefully on Heaven's streets,
You've done your time in Hell."
...When I moved to Israel and enlisted, I joined a unit called the
Coordinator of Government Activities in the Territories (COGAT), which
is devoted to civilian and humanitarian issues. As an International Liaison Officer in the Gaza office, my job primarily
entails coordinating transfers of goods, aid, and delegations into
Gaza. I work closely with representatives of the international
community, and although our perspectives may differ, we maintain
relationships of mutual respect born of a common goal; I am here to help
them succeed in their work improving the quality of life in Gaza. ...Had you told me four years ago that there were IDF officers who
stayed up all night under a hail of rockets, brainstorming ways to
import medical supplies and food to the people of Gaza, I am not sure I
would have believed you. But I can tell you it is true because I did it
every night. What amazed me the most was the singular sense of purpose that drove
everyone from the base commander to the lowest ranking soldier. We were
all focused completely on our mission: to help our forces accomplish
their goals without causing unnecessary harm to civilian lives or
infrastructure. It is harder to explain the emotional roller-coaster -- how proud and
relieved I felt every time a truck I coordinated entered Gaza, and how
enraging it was when we had to shut down the crossing into Gaza after
Hamas repeatedly targeted it. Or how invigorating it was help evacuate
two injured Palestinians from the border area, only to be informed
minutes later that a terrorist had detonated a bomb on a bus near my
apartment in Tel Aviv. ...In my position, I see the surgical airstrikes, and spend many hours
with the UN, ICRC, and NGO officers reviewing maps to help identify, and
avoid, striking civilian sites. One of our pilots who saw a rocket
aimed at Israel aborted his mission when he saw children nearby --
putting his own civilians at risk to save Gazans. At the end of the day,
what these "disproportionate numbers" show is how we in Israel protect
our children with elaborate shelters and missile defense systems,
whereas the terror groups in Gaza hide behind theirs, using them as
human shields in order to win a cynical media war. What's really behind the headlines and that picture on the front page?
Every day, I coordinate goods with a young Gazan woman who works for an
international aid organization. Last month we forged a bond when we had
to run for cover together when Hamas [or Islamic Jihad -EoZ] targeted
Kerem Shalom Crossing -- attacking the very aid provided to its own
people. During the eight days of Operation "Pillar of Defense", not one
passed without a phone call, just to check in. "Are you ok?" I would
ask. "I heard they fired at your base. Please stay safe", she would
reply. And every night I made her promise to call me if she needed
anything. These are the things that the media fails to show the world,
just as they underplay how Hamas deliberately endangers civilians on
both sides of the border -- by firing indiscriminately at Israel from
Gaza neighborhoods. Maybe stories such as these make for less exciting headlines, but if they received more attention there would perhaps be more moral clarity, and thus more peace in the Middle East. Hat tip: Elder of Ziyon