So, one of my relatives, not a close one, but a member of my extended family, has been captured by Palestinian terrorists.
This is hardly mundane, and definitely not pointless, but I’m not really sure where else to post this. I’m kind of numb right now, and trying to remember if Gilad was one of the people who attended the celebration when I became Bar Mitzvah atop Masada.
This is just insane, and I’m not even really sure what to say, except that I need to say something. I’m not sure if I feel like weeping or screaming or putting my fist through a wall… maybe a bit of all three. And Hamas is still refusing to recognize the state of Israel. Fucking meshugena world.
For an agnostic atheist, I find myself in the position of praying for the safe return of a family member. It has been reported in Israeli media that he is wounded. He may be dying. He may be executed, or torn to pieces like other Israeli soldiers who’ve been captured. I feel ill.
For those of you out there who feel like praying, say a prayer for the safe return of Gilad Shalit.