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Wednesday, March 29, 2006

Tapestry Thread: Easterly Wave

title="Democracy of Morons">Not so unexpectedly, we've lost the elections. "We" being the religious.* (Exit polls estimate that the combined National Union and National Religious Party will get 8 seats in Knesset.) "We" being the right-wing.* (Likud will get 11 seats.) "We" being those who don't believe that rewarding the terrorists with more power will get them to stop fighting us.

But I'm not sure Olmert's platform is about belief. I can't believe a politician could get all the way to the top being stupid enough to believe something like that. More likely this is yet another effort to appease Europe and the rest of the world. Maybe if we do what they want, they'll support us. Or something like that. Anyway, I find it interesting that on the very first time that I get to vote for the right parties, the right fizzles out.

As more votes are counted, an eclipse is overhead. We don't look at it directly, but it's there. God's light was right up there, telling us that we are different, but it's blocked now. It's too late. We've lost. And all I can think of is that great line in the pilot of Battlestar Galactica: "We never ask ourselves why. Why are we worth saving?".

How can we be God's chosen people when we refuse to acknowledge it? When we pretend we're like all the other nations? When we're willing to shoot ourselves in the head to fit in? My mother is waiting for a miracle. She's waiting for Olmert to get a stroke. But we don't deserve a miracle- we have lost sight of who we are. We have lost sight of who we are meant to be. We were meant to be a light unto the nations. That light is blocked now.

I like the darkness, but there's one problem with it: You can't see very far ahead. So we'll all go back to worrying about our little, insignificant problems, for as long as the real issue stays avoidable. I'm lonely, and I miss my computer, and this chair is a bit uncomfortable.

I can't get friends, because I've title="Mistake, Lesson, Repeat">learned my place. It's right that I should be alone- I am different. Come to think of it, that's a lie- I'll never learn my place. Just today, I tried talking to the people on the Gamecritics forums about the Israeli elections, expecting intelligent comments. There was exactly one responder, coming from the Netherlands, who expressed his satisfaction that we may finally lose Israel. (Very brutally, I might add.) I wrote a response:
Thank you for that enlightening comment. It's so nice to know I'm thought of as a "religious zealot fascist occupier" for wanting to live my life without fear of being attacked or thrown out of my home. You're right, I've been so inconsiderate!! We're surrounded by enemies, our government is on the border between simple incompetence and evil, but at least we have such friendly neighbors in Europe.
That's when my modem mysteriously stopped working, so the post never went through. Which is as it should be. I am different. I am alone.

By the way, my father bought me a nice little audio cable which lets me plug the Gamecube's audio-out to headphones. So finally I can hear stereo sound. But on the very first time I got to use it, the only pair of headphones in the house stopped working right. It's the right ear- it keeps fizzling out.

That of course reminds me again of my digital home, whose left speaker has never worked well. Yossi's still working on my computer, and I don't know how it will end. Will the transition to a new hard drive be relatively painless? Or will I lose everything I've ever had?

Only time will tell.



Yeah, it is kind of depressing when no one comments on your blog, especially when they keep up with it.I feel a little guilty that I dont update every night, because I feel like I owe it to the people who do read my blog.But then again, as you said, your blog is for yourself, so why should my keeping up with it, depend of other people.
I usually dont randomly read blogs, unless I am very very bored and I have nothing else to do, which isnt very often, cause people always want something from me. I do read Lori's (when she reminds me to), and now, well, yours, I guess. Once I found it, and if I had something to say, why did you think I wouldnt comment? Is it because no one else comments, or because of me in particular? Or I dont know... any other weird reason.
Even if your party didnt win, well, it still must have given you a satisfying feeling to have been able to vote. My birthdays not until the summer, so no voting for me. I guess I'll have to wait a couple more years, til I can pick a piece of paper with my party on it and stick it into an envelope.
Ok, I would keep writing, but I should update my own blog now, and this comment is getting pretty long, and I have a toshbah matkonet to study for. And about the music, I would be honored if you would let me look at it, but I am kind of busy, so if its not going to put you through any kind of agony, can it wait until next week?

I didn't think you'd comment because, well... Look, I like to comment on posts which make interesting statements, or push me in some new creative direction. For instance, it was fun to comment on your short post. But when I read lots of straightforward exposition, I feel like there's nothing to say.

I didn't think you'd comment because I have a nagging suspicion that most other people are the other way 'round. Wander around in the land of smalltalk, through all sorts of random events and characters, and they'll like nothing more than join in. But wonder about the threads weaving events together, or hypothetical scenarios, and they stay far away.

If you think that putting a slip of paper into a box sounds exciting, then you're in for a big treat come next elections- I bet it will be every bit as satisfying as you expect it to be. Myself, I didn't think it sounded all that amazing, and it was every bit as satisfying as I expected it to be. It's all in the approach. Someone who's coming looking to feel like she's done her civic duty will try to get satisfaction out of it. I didn't.

In any case, I don't regard our government particularly highly, so it wasn't exactly an honor. Moreover, I knew for certain that another disengagement would pass, seeing as how there were two hurricanes in America and only one disengagement so far here. With the result a forgone conclusion, I felt more like I was playing the part fitting me than like I was shaping the future. It's all in the attitude.

As for the music, there's certainly no rush. I just thought you might enjoy it.

Now it's looking like I was totally wrong, since there wasn't another disengagement. I guess I don't have much of a future as a prophet!


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