Terrorist Murder In Jerusalem Synagogue

[toastman]

You are BLIND if you cannot see the hatred portrayed by the Palestinians. Only people with immense hatred cheer, dance and hand out candy when innocent people are murdered.

Of course they hate the occupation, the only way that MAY change is to at least go back to the 67 armistice lines recognized by the world at large...

You hate Palestinians, so did Baruch Goldstein, why? Because they resist an occupation like the vast majority of humanity? The murdering Goldstein's burial plot is an Israeli shrine, yet you complain of hate?

Get serious.

I don't hate Palestinians. Palestinians hate Israelis.

Who considers his grave a shrine ? A few radical Israelis ?? That's about it. The government condemned the attack and considers him a terrorist.
Whereas the Palestinian government consider their terrorists to be heroes. THAT'S the main difference Pbel. Palestinian government OPENLY encourages Palestinians to kill Israelis, and considers those who do so to be heroes.

YOU ARE BLIND !

Thank goodness these two 'Palestinians' are now rotting in hell with the rest of the Islamic scum Israel has killed
It would be a waste of taxpayers money if they were in an Israeli jail.

All those highlighted words are yours, and they are nothing but unadulterated HATE!

How is it hate to be happy over the death of two people who just massacred innocent Israelis ?

Wow Pbel. THAT'S your example of hate??? LAME !!

the rest of the Islamic scum Israel has killed

And what did you mean by this statement?

Obviously I'm talking about Islamic terrorists that Israel has killed. Why are you trying to test me. If you want to know weather I hate a certain race, nationality, ethnicity, just ask me!

 

[pbel]

Of course they hate the occupation, the only way that MAY change is to at least go back to the 67 armistice lines recognized by the world at large...

You hate Palestinians, so did Baruch Goldstein, why? Because they resist an occupation like the vast majority of humanity? The murdering Goldstein's burial plot is an Israeli shrine, yet you complain of hate?

Get serious.

I don't hate Palestinians. Palestinians hate Israelis.

Who considers his grave a shrine ? A few radical Israelis ?? That's about it. The government condemned the attack and considers him a terrorist.
Whereas the Palestinian government consider their terrorists to be heroes. THAT'S the main difference Pbel. Palestinian government OPENLY encourages Palestinians to kill Israelis, and considers those who do so to be heroes.

YOU ARE BLIND !

Thank goodness these two 'Palestinians' are now rotting in hell with the rest of the Islamic scum Israel has killed
It would be a waste of taxpayers money if they were in an Israeli jail.

All those highlighted words are yours, and they are nothing but unadulterated HATE!

How is it hate to be happy over the death of two people who just massacred innocent Israelis ?

Wow Pbel. THAT'S your example of hate??? LAME !!

the rest of the Islamic scum Israel has killed

And what did you mean by this statement?

Obviously I'm talking about Islamic terrorists that Israel has killed. Why are you trying to test me. If you want to know weather I hate a certain race, nationality, ethnicity, just ask me!

there is no doubt in my mind that Israelis and Palestinians hate each other, they are at war, but you a Zionist supporter too hate because you are a soldier for your ethnicity and I don't blame you.. But be honest, you hate.

 

[montelatici]

Of course they hate the occupation, the only way that MAY change is to at least go back to the 67 armistice lines recognized by the world at large...

You hate Palestinians, so did Baruch Goldstein, why? Because they resist an occupation like the vast majority of humanity? The murdering Goldstein's burial plot is an Israeli shrine, yet you complain of hate?

Get serious.

I don't hate Palestinians. Palestinians hate Israelis.

Who considers his grave a shrine ? A few radical Israelis ?? That's about it. The government condemned the attack and considers him a terrorist.
Whereas the Palestinian government consider their terrorists to be heroes. THAT'S the main difference Pbel. Palestinian government OPENLY encourages Palestinians to kill Israelis, and considers those who do so to be heroes.

YOU ARE BLIND !

Thank goodness these two 'Palestinians' are now rotting in hell with the rest of the Islamic scum Israel has killed
It would be a waste of taxpayers money if they were in an Israeli jail.

All those highlighted words are yours, and they are nothing but unadulterated HATE!

How is it hate to be happy over the death of two people who just massacred innocent Israelis ?

Wow Pbel. THAT'S your example of hate??? LAME !!

the rest of the Islamic scum Israel has killed

And what did you mean by this statement?

Obviously I'm talking about Islamic terrorists that Israel has killed. Why are you trying to test me. If you want to know weather I hate a certain race, nationality, ethnicity, just ask me!

Do you think that non-Jews under Israeli Jew occupation and oppression are terrorists when they oppose the occupation and oppression terrorists? Were the Irish freedom fighters terrorists? Were the ANC terrorists? Give me a yes or no answer?

 

[RoccoR]

et al,

This is a fallacious question.

Do you think that non-Jews under Israeli Jew occupation and oppression are terrorists when they oppose the occupation and oppression terrorists? Were the Irish freedom fighters terrorists? Were the ANC terrorists? Give me a yes or no answer?

(COMMENT)

Don't get sucked into this.

Most Respectfully,
R

 

[pbel]

et al,

This is a fallacious question.

Do you think that non-Jews under Israeli Jew occupation and oppression are terrorists when they oppose the occupation and oppression terrorists? Were the Irish freedom fighters terrorists? Were the ANC terrorists? Give me a yes or no answer?

(COMMENT)

Don't get sucked into this.

Most Respectfully,
R

That's right, Morals and Justice are bothersome!

 

[Coyote]

You've got to be taught
To hate and fear,
You've got to be taught
From year to year,
It's got to be drummed
In your dear little ear
You've got to be carefully taught.
You've got to be taught to be afraid
Of people whose eyes are oddly made,
And people whose skin is a diff'rent shade,
You've got to be carefully taught.

You've got to be taught before it's too late,
Before you are six or seven or eight,
To hate all the people your relatives hate,
You've got to be carefully taught!

~ Rodgers and Hammerstein


You ve Got to Be Carefully Taught - Rodgers and Hammerstein Lyrics and Chords

So my song for you this evening, it's not to make you sad
Nor for adding to the sorrows of our troubled northern land
But lately I've been thinking and it just won't leave my mind
I'll tell you of two friends of mine who were both good friends of mine
Isaac Scott from Banagh, he lived just across the fields
A great man for the music, the dancing and the reels
McDonald came from South Armagh to court young Alice fair
And we often met on the Ryan Road and laughter filled the air

-Chorus-
There were roses, roses
There were roses
And the tears of a people ran together

Now Isaac he was Protestant and Sean was Catholic born
But it never made a difference, for the friendship it was strong
And sometimes in the evening when we heard the sound of drums
We said it won't divide us, we always will be one

For the ground our fathers plowed in, the soil it is the same
And the places where we say our prayers have just got different names
We talked about the friends who'd died and hoped there'd be no more
It was little then we realized the tragedy in store

-Chorus-

It was on a Sunday morning when the awful news came round
Another killing had been done just outside Newry Town
We knew that Isaac danced up there, we knew he liked the band
But when we heard that he was dead we just could not understand

We gathered round the graveside on a cold and rainy day
The minister he closed his eyes and for no revenge he prayed
And all of us who knew him from along the Ryan Road
We bowed our heads and said a prayer for the resting of his soul

-Chorus-

Now fear it filled the countryside there was fear in every home
When late at night a car came prowling round the Ryan Road
A Catholic would be killed tonight to even up the score
Oh Christ it's young McDonald they've taken from the door

Isaac was my friend! he cried, he begged them with his tears
But centuries of hatred have ears that do not hear
An eye for an eye, it was all that filled their minds
And another eye for another eye till everyone is blind

-Chorus-

So my song for you this evening, it's not to make you sad
Nor for adding to the sorrows of our troubled northern land
But lately I've been thinking and it just won't leave my mind
I'll tell you of two friends of mine who were both good friends of mine

Now I don't know where the moral is or where this song should end
But I wonder just how many wars are fought between good friends
And those who give the orders are not the ones to die
It's Scott and McDonald and the likes of you and I

There were roses, roses
There were roses
And the tears of a people ran together
There were roses, roses
There were roses....

I know in Lebanon we had students in the upper classes that on weekends might well have been shooting at each other and sat side by side or even share dorm rooms during the school week.
When the school was threatened they were shoulder to shoulder protecting the school, students and teachers against syrian military forces that wanted the school as a based.
Politically and religiously they were placed in the position of enemy by their communities but they also share so many goals for their school, education and country.
It was one of the many ironies of civil war.
Even at home we entertained those from opposing families and political parties and they behaved as friends but beyond our living room they ordered the death of members of the other. Too much blood by those who shared food, drink and laughter with each other.

Brother fighting brother, father fighting son in many cases.

This is digressing a bit, but one of horrible things about the conflicts in the Balkans after the break up of the USSR was the re-emergence of ancient ethnic grudges and people who had formerly lived as neighbors were suddenly finding themselves enemies. Listening to some of the stories was heart breaking. I can't imagine killing someone I knew like that. People fleeing their neighbors unable to understand what was happening. Crazyness.

A palestinian colonel that lived in our building was the target of a bomb planted, on orders of Arafat, in his care while visiting his wife in the hospital after delivering their first child, a boy. It went off when the driver went to pull the car to the front of the hospital. Too many killed and injured but the colonel and I had only mild injuries, we were among the lucky.
Yes, friends have killed friends. The security officer and friend to the president elect actually tried to kill him several times, killing his daughter waiting in the car for her father to come down from the office to go home.
Friends in childhood became political enemies and one had the other assassinated in his home along with some members of his family. Ironically the surviving children of both had the same godfather and guardian, so they were raised in large part together as family.
I used to be politically opposed to my godfather when he was president, and my father was for years one of his advisers, also to several other of the presidents. Families too often find themselves as opponents in the game of politics. People need to take a stand or pick certain alliances for expedience or security, not out of any deep belief in issues. They justify a wrong for what at the time might be greater stability. You maneuver to survive or win the game, not out of any real allegiance to a cause, except perhaps their own. You do what you must even if it is morally wrong.
Same reasoning as muslims attacking a synagogue, or so they try to claim but making the perpetrators into heros in the streets of gaza as they celebrate and pass out sweets and chant death to jews. There are lines that can be bent and lines that should not be crossed. The rabbis at prayer inside a synagogue crossed the line. The palestinians were not defending anything except the hate they were taught. They did not achieve any advantage except to incite both sides to a boiling point on the verge of erupting. The result will be nothing except more divide and more death on both sides.
Both people of the book, the same prophets in most cases but bothers killing brothers over a rock that is symbolic of gods love for mankind.

Listen, children, to a story
That was written long ago,
'Bout a kingdom on a mountain
And the valley-folk below.

On the mountain was a treasure
Buried deep beneath the stone,
And the valley-people swore
They'd have it for their very own.

Go ahead and hate your neighbor,
Go ahead and cheat a friend.
Do it in the name of Heaven,
You can justify it in the end.
There won't be any trumpets blowing
Come the judgement day,
On the bloody morning after....
One tin soldier rides away.

So the people of the valley
Sent a message up the hill,
Asking for the buried treasure,
Tons of gold for which they'd kill.

Came an answer from the kingdom,
"With our brothers we will share
All the secrets of our mountain,
All the riches buried there."

Go ahead and hate your neighbor,
Go ahead and cheat a friend.
Do it in the name of Heaven,
You can justify it in the end.
There won't be any trumpets blowing
Come the judgement day,
On the bloody morning after....
One tin soldier rides away.

Now the valley cried with anger,
"Mount your horses! Draw your sword!"
And they killed the mountain-people,
So they won their just reward.

Now they stood beside the treasure,
On the mountain, dark and red.
Turned the stone and looked beneath it...
"Peace on Earth" was all it said.

Go ahead and hate your neighbor,
Go ahead and cheat a friend.
Do it in the name of Heaven,
You can justify it in the end.
There won't be any trumpets blowing
Come the judgement day,
On the bloody morning after....
One tin soldier rides away.

Go ahead and hate your neighbor,
Go ahead and cheat a friend.
Do it in the name of Heaven,
You can justify it in the end.
There won't be any trumpets blowing
Come the judgement day,
On the bloody morning after....
One tin soldier rides away.

~ Dennis Lambert & Brian Potter

Funny thing...that song is from one of my favorite movies (when I was in highschool) - Billy Jack.

I don't have anything to say except thank you for an insightful and provacative reply that I need to think about

 

[Coyote]

You've got to be taught
To hate and fear,
You've got to be taught
From year to year,
It's got to be drummed
In your dear little ear
You've got to be carefully taught.
You've got to be taught to be afraid
Of people whose eyes are oddly made,
And people whose skin is a diff'rent shade,
You've got to be carefully taught.

You've got to be taught before it's too late,
Before you are six or seven or eight,
To hate all the people your relatives hate,
You've got to be carefully taught!

~ Rodgers and Hammerstein


You ve Got to Be Carefully Taught - Rodgers and Hammerstein Lyrics and Chords

So my song for you this evening, it's not to make you sad
Nor for adding to the sorrows of our troubled northern land
But lately I've been thinking and it just won't leave my mind
I'll tell you of two friends of mine who were both good friends of mine
Isaac Scott from Banagh, he lived just across the fields
A great man for the music, the dancing and the reels
McDonald came from South Armagh to court young Alice fair
And we often met on the Ryan Road and laughter filled the air

-Chorus-
There were roses, roses
There were roses
And the tears of a people ran together

Now Isaac he was Protestant and Sean was Catholic born
But it never made a difference, for the friendship it was strong
And sometimes in the evening when we heard the sound of drums
We said it won't divide us, we always will be one

For the ground our fathers plowed in, the soil it is the same
And the places where we say our prayers have just got different names
We talked about the friends who'd died and hoped there'd be no more
It was little then we realized the tragedy in store

-Chorus-

It was on a Sunday morning when the awful news came round
Another killing had been done just outside Newry Town
We knew that Isaac danced up there, we knew he liked the band
But when we heard that he was dead we just could not understand

We gathered round the graveside on a cold and rainy day
The minister he closed his eyes and for no revenge he prayed
And all of us who knew him from along the Ryan Road
We bowed our heads and said a prayer for the resting of his soul

-Chorus-

Now fear it filled the countryside there was fear in every home
When late at night a car came prowling round the Ryan Road
A Catholic would be killed tonight to even up the score
Oh Christ it's young McDonald they've taken from the door

Isaac was my friend! he cried, he begged them with his tears
But centuries of hatred have ears that do not hear
An eye for an eye, it was all that filled their minds
And another eye for another eye till everyone is blind

-Chorus-

So my song for you this evening, it's not to make you sad
Nor for adding to the sorrows of our troubled northern land
But lately I've been thinking and it just won't leave my mind
I'll tell you of two friends of mine who were both good friends of mine

Now I don't know where the moral is or where this song should end
But I wonder just how many wars are fought between good friends
And those who give the orders are not the ones to die
It's Scott and McDonald and the likes of you and I

There were roses, roses
There were roses
And the tears of a people ran together
There were roses, roses
There were roses....

I know in Lebanon we had students in the upper classes that on weekends might well have been shooting at each other and sat side by side or even share dorm rooms during the school week.
When the school was threatened they were shoulder to shoulder protecting the school, students and teachers against syrian military forces that wanted the school as a based.
Politically and religiously they were placed in the position of enemy by their communities but they also share so many goals for their school, education and country.
It was one of the many ironies of civil war.
Even at home we entertained those from opposing families and political parties and they behaved as friends but beyond our living room they ordered the death of members of the other. Too much blood by those who shared food, drink and laughter with each other.

Brother fighting brother, father fighting son in many cases.

This is digressing a bit, but one of horrible things about the conflicts in the Balkans after the break up of the USSR was the re-emergence of ancient ethnic grudges and people who had formerly lived as neighbors were suddenly finding themselves enemies. Listening to some of the stories was heart breaking. I can't imagine killing someone I knew like that. People fleeing their neighbors unable to understand what was happening. Crazyness.

It is Human to resist an invader, hate has nothing to do with it!

Oh yes...it does. Look at the Irish Troubles.

Hate prevents you from seeing "The Other" as human.

On all sides.

 

[pbel]

You've got to be taught
To hate and fear,
You've got to be taught
From year to year,
It's got to be drummed
In your dear little ear
You've got to be carefully taught.
You've got to be taught to be afraid
Of people whose eyes are oddly made,
And people whose skin is a diff'rent shade,
You've got to be carefully taught.

You've got to be taught before it's too late,
Before you are six or seven or eight,
To hate all the people your relatives hate,
You've got to be carefully taught!

~ Rodgers and Hammerstein


You ve Got to Be Carefully Taught - Rodgers and Hammerstein Lyrics and Chords

So my song for you this evening, it's not to make you sad
Nor for adding to the sorrows of our troubled northern land
But lately I've been thinking and it just won't leave my mind
I'll tell you of two friends of mine who were both good friends of mine
Isaac Scott from Banagh, he lived just across the fields
A great man for the music, the dancing and the reels
McDonald came from South Armagh to court young Alice fair
And we often met on the Ryan Road and laughter filled the air

-Chorus-
There were roses, roses
There were roses
And the tears of a people ran together

Now Isaac he was Protestant and Sean was Catholic born
But it never made a difference, for the friendship it was strong
And sometimes in the evening when we heard the sound of drums
We said it won't divide us, we always will be one

For the ground our fathers plowed in, the soil it is the same
And the places where we say our prayers have just got different names
We talked about the friends who'd died and hoped there'd be no more
It was little then we realized the tragedy in store

-Chorus-

It was on a Sunday morning when the awful news came round
Another killing had been done just outside Newry Town
We knew that Isaac danced up there, we knew he liked the band
But when we heard that he was dead we just could not understand

We gathered round the graveside on a cold and rainy day
The minister he closed his eyes and for no revenge he prayed
And all of us who knew him from along the Ryan Road
We bowed our heads and said a prayer for the resting of his soul

-Chorus-

Now fear it filled the countryside there was fear in every home
When late at night a car came prowling round the Ryan Road
A Catholic would be killed tonight to even up the score
Oh Christ it's young McDonald they've taken from the door

Isaac was my friend! he cried, he begged them with his tears
But centuries of hatred have ears that do not hear
An eye for an eye, it was all that filled their minds
And another eye for another eye till everyone is blind

-Chorus-

So my song for you this evening, it's not to make you sad
Nor for adding to the sorrows of our troubled northern land
But lately I've been thinking and it just won't leave my mind
I'll tell you of two friends of mine who were both good friends of mine

Now I don't know where the moral is or where this song should end
But I wonder just how many wars are fought between good friends
And those who give the orders are not the ones to die
It's Scott and McDonald and the likes of you and I

There were roses, roses
There were roses
And the tears of a people ran together
There were roses, roses
There were roses....

I know in Lebanon we had students in the upper classes that on weekends might well have been shooting at each other and sat side by side or even share dorm rooms during the school week.
When the school was threatened they were shoulder to shoulder protecting the school, students and teachers against syrian military forces that wanted the school as a based.
Politically and religiously they were placed in the position of enemy by their communities but they also share so many goals for their school, education and country.
It was one of the many ironies of civil war.
Even at home we entertained those from opposing families and political parties and they behaved as friends but beyond our living room they ordered the death of members of the other. Too much blood by those who shared food, drink and laughter with each other.

Brother fighting brother, father fighting son in many cases.

This is digressing a bit, but one of horrible things about the conflicts in the Balkans after the break up of the USSR was the re-emergence of ancient ethnic grudges and people who had formerly lived as neighbors were suddenly finding themselves enemies. Listening to some of the stories was heart breaking. I can't imagine killing someone I knew like that. People fleeing their neighbors unable to understand what was happening. Crazyness.

It is Human to resist an invader, hate has nothing to do with it!

Oh yes...it does. Look at the Irish Troubles.

Hate prevents you from seeing "The Other" as human.

On all sides.

Well then, can you tell us of a war where the combatants did not hate each other?

 

[Coyote]

You've got to be taught
To hate and fear,
You've got to be taught
From year to year,
It's got to be drummed
In your dear little ear
You've got to be carefully taught.
You've got to be taught to be afraid
Of people whose eyes are oddly made,
And people whose skin is a diff'rent shade,
You've got to be carefully taught.

You've got to be taught before it's too late,
Before you are six or seven or eight,
To hate all the people your relatives hate,
You've got to be carefully taught!

~ Rodgers and Hammerstein


You ve Got to Be Carefully Taught - Rodgers and Hammerstein Lyrics and Chords

So my song for you this evening, it's not to make you sad
Nor for adding to the sorrows of our troubled northern land
But lately I've been thinking and it just won't leave my mind
I'll tell you of two friends of mine who were both good friends of mine
Isaac Scott from Banagh, he lived just across the fields
A great man for the music, the dancing and the reels
McDonald came from South Armagh to court young Alice fair
And we often met on the Ryan Road and laughter filled the air

-Chorus-
There were roses, roses
There were roses
And the tears of a people ran together

Now Isaac he was Protestant and Sean was Catholic born
But it never made a difference, for the friendship it was strong
And sometimes in the evening when we heard the sound of drums
We said it won't divide us, we always will be one

For the ground our fathers plowed in, the soil it is the same
And the places where we say our prayers have just got different names
We talked about the friends who'd died and hoped there'd be no more
It was little then we realized the tragedy in store

-Chorus-

It was on a Sunday morning when the awful news came round
Another killing had been done just outside Newry Town
We knew that Isaac danced up there, we knew he liked the band
But when we heard that he was dead we just could not understand

We gathered round the graveside on a cold and rainy day
The minister he closed his eyes and for no revenge he prayed
And all of us who knew him from along the Ryan Road
We bowed our heads and said a prayer for the resting of his soul

-Chorus-

Now fear it filled the countryside there was fear in every home
When late at night a car came prowling round the Ryan Road
A Catholic would be killed tonight to even up the score
Oh Christ it's young McDonald they've taken from the door

Isaac was my friend! he cried, he begged them with his tears
But centuries of hatred have ears that do not hear
An eye for an eye, it was all that filled their minds
And another eye for another eye till everyone is blind

-Chorus-

So my song for you this evening, it's not to make you sad
Nor for adding to the sorrows of our troubled northern land
But lately I've been thinking and it just won't leave my mind
I'll tell you of two friends of mine who were both good friends of mine

Now I don't know where the moral is or where this song should end
But I wonder just how many wars are fought between good friends
And those who give the orders are not the ones to die
It's Scott and McDonald and the likes of you and I

There were roses, roses
There were roses
And the tears of a people ran together
There were roses, roses
There were roses....

I know in Lebanon we had students in the upper classes that on weekends might well have been shooting at each other and sat side by side or even share dorm rooms during the school week.
When the school was threatened they were shoulder to shoulder protecting the school, students and teachers against syrian military forces that wanted the school as a based.
Politically and religiously they were placed in the position of enemy by their communities but they also share so many goals for their school, education and country.
It was one of the many ironies of civil war.
Even at home we entertained those from opposing families and political parties and they behaved as friends but beyond our living room they ordered the death of members of the other. Too much blood by those who shared food, drink and laughter with each other.

Brother fighting brother, father fighting son in many cases.

This is digressing a bit, but one of horrible things about the conflicts in the Balkans after the break up of the USSR was the re-emergence of ancient ethnic grudges and people who had formerly lived as neighbors were suddenly finding themselves enemies. Listening to some of the stories was heart breaking. I can't imagine killing someone I knew like that. People fleeing their neighbors unable to understand what was happening. Crazyness.

It is Human to resist an invader, hate has nothing to do with it!

Hate has EVERYTHING to do with it. There is no one more hateful than Muslim Radicals.

Thank goodness these two 'Palestinians' are now rotting in hell with the rest of the Islamic scum Israel has killed
It would be a waste of taxpayers money if they were in an Israeli jail.

There are plenty of people as hateful or more hateful than "Muslim Radicals". Have you paid any attention to affairs outside the Middle East? Like maybe the Congo? Mexico? (where 43 students were brutally murdered)?

 

[Coyote]

So my song for you this evening, it's not to make you sad
Nor for adding to the sorrows of our troubled northern land
But lately I've been thinking and it just won't leave my mind
I'll tell you of two friends of mine who were both good friends of mine
Isaac Scott from Banagh, he lived just across the fields
A great man for the music, the dancing and the reels
McDonald came from South Armagh to court young Alice fair
And we often met on the Ryan Road and laughter filled the air

-Chorus-
There were roses, roses
There were roses
And the tears of a people ran together

Now Isaac he was Protestant and Sean was Catholic born
But it never made a difference, for the friendship it was strong
And sometimes in the evening when we heard the sound of drums
We said it won't divide us, we always will be one

For the ground our fathers plowed in, the soil it is the same
And the places where we say our prayers have just got different names
We talked about the friends who'd died and hoped there'd be no more
It was little then we realized the tragedy in store

-Chorus-

It was on a Sunday morning when the awful news came round
Another killing had been done just outside Newry Town
We knew that Isaac danced up there, we knew he liked the band
But when we heard that he was dead we just could not understand

We gathered round the graveside on a cold and rainy day
The minister he closed his eyes and for no revenge he prayed
And all of us who knew him from along the Ryan Road
We bowed our heads and said a prayer for the resting of his soul

-Chorus-

Now fear it filled the countryside there was fear in every home
When late at night a car came prowling round the Ryan Road
A Catholic would be killed tonight to even up the score
Oh Christ it's young McDonald they've taken from the door

Isaac was my friend! he cried, he begged them with his tears
But centuries of hatred have ears that do not hear
An eye for an eye, it was all that filled their minds
And another eye for another eye till everyone is blind

-Chorus-

So my song for you this evening, it's not to make you sad
Nor for adding to the sorrows of our troubled northern land
But lately I've been thinking and it just won't leave my mind
I'll tell you of two friends of mine who were both good friends of mine

Now I don't know where the moral is or where this song should end
But I wonder just how many wars are fought between good friends
And those who give the orders are not the ones to die
It's Scott and McDonald and the likes of you and I

There were roses, roses
There were roses
And the tears of a people ran together
There were roses, roses
There were roses....

I know in Lebanon we had students in the upper classes that on weekends might well have been shooting at each other and sat side by side or even share dorm rooms during the school week.
When the school was threatened they were shoulder to shoulder protecting the school, students and teachers against syrian military forces that wanted the school as a based.
Politically and religiously they were placed in the position of enemy by their communities but they also share so many goals for their school, education and country.
It was one of the many ironies of civil war.
Even at home we entertained those from opposing families and political parties and they behaved as friends but beyond our living room they ordered the death of members of the other. Too much blood by those who shared food, drink and laughter with each other.

Brother fighting brother, father fighting son in many cases.

This is digressing a bit, but one of horrible things about the conflicts in the Balkans after the break up of the USSR was the re-emergence of ancient ethnic grudges and people who had formerly lived as neighbors were suddenly finding themselves enemies. Listening to some of the stories was heart breaking. I can't imagine killing someone I knew like that. People fleeing their neighbors unable to understand what was happening. Crazyness.

It is Human to resist an invader, hate has nothing to do with it!

Oh yes...it does. Look at the Irish Troubles.

Hate prevents you from seeing "The Other" as human.

On all sides.

Well then, can you tell us of a war where the combatants did not hate each other?

No...but then I don't think I claimed love in combat.

 

[toastman]

I don't hate Palestinians. Palestinians hate Israelis.

Who considers his grave a shrine ? A few radical Israelis ?? That's about it. The government condemned the attack and considers him a terrorist.
Whereas the Palestinian government consider their terrorists to be heroes. THAT'S the main difference Pbel. Palestinian government OPENLY encourages Palestinians to kill Israelis, and considers those who do so to be heroes.

YOU ARE BLIND !

Thank goodness these two 'Palestinians' are now rotting in hell with the rest of the Islamic scum Israel has killed
It would be a waste of taxpayers money if they were in an Israeli jail.

All those highlighted words are yours, and they are nothing but unadulterated HATE!

How is it hate to be happy over the death of two people who just massacred innocent Israelis ?

Wow Pbel. THAT'S your example of hate??? LAME !!

the rest of the Islamic scum Israel has killed

And what did you mean by this statement?

Obviously I'm talking about Islamic terrorists that Israel has killed. Why are you trying to test me. If you want to know weather I hate a certain race, nationality, ethnicity, just ask me!

Do you think that non-Jews under Israeli Jew occupation and oppression are terrorists when they oppose the occupation and oppression terrorists? Were the Irish freedom fighters terrorists? Were the ANC terrorists? Give me a yes or no answer?

Violent acts that are intended to cause fear, in order to achieve a political, religious or ideological goal, without distinguishing between Combatant and non Combatant is terrorism. What Palestinians that fall under that category are terrorist.
The 'opposing the occupation' excuse is getting really old, and it's just that; an excuse to attack Israelis/Jews.
k
Do you consider what happened to the Rabbis to be an "opposing of the Occupation". In other words, do you think those Palestinians were right in what they did ?

 

[aris2chat]

You've got to be taught
To hate and fear,
You've got to be taught
From year to year,
It's got to be drummed
In your dear little ear
You've got to be carefully taught.
You've got to be taught to be afraid
Of people whose eyes are oddly made,
And people whose skin is a diff'rent shade,
You've got to be carefully taught.

You've got to be taught before it's too late,
Before you are six or seven or eight,
To hate all the people your relatives hate,
You've got to be carefully taught!

~ Rodgers and Hammerstein


You ve Got to Be Carefully Taught - Rodgers and Hammerstein Lyrics and Chords

So my song for you this evening, it's not to make you sad
Nor for adding to the sorrows of our troubled northern land
But lately I've been thinking and it just won't leave my mind
I'll tell you of two friends of mine who were both good friends of mine
Isaac Scott from Banagh, he lived just across the fields
A great man for the music, the dancing and the reels
McDonald came from South Armagh to court young Alice fair
And we often met on the Ryan Road and laughter filled the air

-Chorus-
There were roses, roses
There were roses
And the tears of a people ran together

Now Isaac he was Protestant and Sean was Catholic born
But it never made a difference, for the friendship it was strong
And sometimes in the evening when we heard the sound of drums
We said it won't divide us, we always will be one

For the ground our fathers plowed in, the soil it is the same
And the places where we say our prayers have just got different names
We talked about the friends who'd died and hoped there'd be no more
It was little then we realized the tragedy in store

-Chorus-

It was on a Sunday morning when the awful news came round
Another killing had been done just outside Newry Town
We knew that Isaac danced up there, we knew he liked the band
But when we heard that he was dead we just could not understand

We gathered round the graveside on a cold and rainy day
The minister he closed his eyes and for no revenge he prayed
And all of us who knew him from along the Ryan Road
We bowed our heads and said a prayer for the resting of his soul

-Chorus-

Now fear it filled the countryside there was fear in every home
When late at night a car came prowling round the Ryan Road
A Catholic would be killed tonight to even up the score
Oh Christ it's young McDonald they've taken from the door

Isaac was my friend! he cried, he begged them with his tears
But centuries of hatred have ears that do not hear
An eye for an eye, it was all that filled their minds
And another eye for another eye till everyone is blind

-Chorus-

So my song for you this evening, it's not to make you sad
Nor for adding to the sorrows of our troubled northern land
But lately I've been thinking and it just won't leave my mind
I'll tell you of two friends of mine who were both good friends of mine

Now I don't know where the moral is or where this song should end
But I wonder just how many wars are fought between good friends
And those who give the orders are not the ones to die
It's Scott and McDonald and the likes of you and I

There were roses, roses
There were roses
And the tears of a people ran together
There were roses, roses
There were roses....

I know in Lebanon we had students in the upper classes that on weekends might well have been shooting at each other and sat side by side or even share dorm rooms during the school week.
When the school was threatened they were shoulder to shoulder protecting the school, students and teachers against syrian military forces that wanted the school as a based.
Politically and religiously they were placed in the position of enemy by their communities but they also share so many goals for their school, education and country.
It was one of the many ironies of civil war.
Even at home we entertained those from opposing families and political parties and they behaved as friends but beyond our living room they ordered the death of members of the other. Too much blood by those who shared food, drink and laughter with each other.

Brother fighting brother, father fighting son in many cases.

This is digressing a bit, but one of horrible things about the conflicts in the Balkans after the break up of the USSR was the re-emergence of ancient ethnic grudges and people who had formerly lived as neighbors were suddenly finding themselves enemies. Listening to some of the stories was heart breaking. I can't imagine killing someone I knew like that. People fleeing their neighbors unable to understand what was happening. Crazyness.

A palestinian colonel that lived in our building was the target of a bomb planted, on orders of Arafat, in his care while visiting his wife in the hospital after delivering their first child, a boy. It went off when the driver went to pull the car to the front of the hospital. Too many killed and injured but the colonel and I had only mild injuries, we were among the lucky.
Yes, friends have killed friends. The security officer and friend to the president elect actually tried to kill him several times, killing his daughter waiting in the car for her father to come down from the office to go home.
Friends in childhood became political enemies and one had the other assassinated in his home along with some members of his family. Ironically the surviving children of both had the same godfather and guardian, so they were raised in large part together as family.
I used to be politically opposed to my godfather when he was president, and my father was for years one of his advisers, also to several other of the presidents. Families too often find themselves as opponents in the game of politics. People need to take a stand or pick certain alliances for expedience or security, not out of any deep belief in issues. They justify a wrong for what at the time might be greater stability. You maneuver to survive or win the game, not out of any real allegiance to a cause, except perhaps their own. You do what you must even if it is morally wrong.
Same reasoning as muslims attacking a synagogue, or so they try to claim but making the perpetrators into heros in the streets of gaza as they celebrate and pass out sweets and chant death to jews. There are lines that can be bent and lines that should not be crossed. The rabbis at prayer inside a synagogue crossed the line. The palestinians were not defending anything except the hate they were taught. They did not achieve any advantage except to incite both sides to a boiling point on the verge of erupting. The result will be nothing except more divide and more death on both sides.
Both people of the book, the same prophets in most cases but bothers killing brothers over a rock that is symbolic of gods love for mankind.

Listen, children, to a story
That was written long ago,
'Bout a kingdom on a mountain
And the valley-folk below.

On the mountain was a treasure
Buried deep beneath the stone,
And the valley-people swore
They'd have it for their very own.

Go ahead and hate your neighbor,
Go ahead and cheat a friend.
Do it in the name of Heaven,
You can justify it in the end.
There won't be any trumpets blowing
Come the judgement day,
On the bloody morning after....
One tin soldier rides away.

So the people of the valley
Sent a message up the hill,
Asking for the buried treasure,
Tons of gold for which they'd kill.

Came an answer from the kingdom,
"With our brothers we will share
All the secrets of our mountain,
All the riches buried there."

Go ahead and hate your neighbor,
Go ahead and cheat a friend.
Do it in the name of Heaven,
You can justify it in the end.
There won't be any trumpets blowing
Come the judgement day,
On the bloody morning after....
One tin soldier rides away.

Now the valley cried with anger,
"Mount your horses! Draw your sword!"
And they killed the mountain-people,
So they won their just reward.

Now they stood beside the treasure,
On the mountain, dark and red.
Turned the stone and looked beneath it...
"Peace on Earth" was all it said.

Go ahead and hate your neighbor,
Go ahead and cheat a friend.
Do it in the name of Heaven,
You can justify it in the end.
There won't be any trumpets blowing
Come the judgement day,
On the bloody morning after....
One tin soldier rides away.

Go ahead and hate your neighbor,
Go ahead and cheat a friend.
Do it in the name of Heaven,
You can justify it in the end.
There won't be any trumpets blowing
Come the judgement day,
On the bloody morning after....
One tin soldier rides away.

~ Dennis Lambert & Brian Potter

A Phalanges' like you has been taught to hate in Lebanon, how did you cope with it?

Still trying to put labels on that do more to show your prejudice. Friends don't make one a member of a group. Some people I knew growing up became assassins and terrorist, and by association back then I should be labeled today as one?
If someone you grew up with became a drug dealer or gang member, would that make you one?

You have to try and put what in your mind are derogatory labels.

Should we assume that your name stands for problem with basis learning and education. Would you like to be labeled and judged like that every time you attempt to speak?

Such silliness. It is more a reflection on your mindset than on my words. You can call me a martian but that is not going to make me one except in your little mind.

You are funny

 

[aris2chat]

I feel sorry for the two Palestinian men who were assassinated in the synagogue by the rabid juden mob.

They were not allowed a trial to prove their innocence. .....

they came running out of the synagogue covered in blood and firing at the police, killing one policeman. They were half way across the parking lot before going down. The police didn't have much choice.
The palestinians did not given themselves up to stand trial. They could have exited with hands up and let themselves be arrested, but they didn't. Going down in blood makes them famous heroes in their neighborhood.
...................and you think they should have let themselves be arrest and stand trial? Explain it to the next would be terrorist and mass murderer.

 

[theliq]

What makes you think I was taught to hate?

Judging by your daily posts that are full of venom and pure hatred.

I would guess you where taught to hate at a very early age. .......

Obviously you're talking about yourself Sunni Welfare Troll.

You spend everyday spreading hated about Jews, mocking the Holocaust, Calling Blacks neegros, lying about Israel.
We could write a book about all the hateful crap you've posted. Are you hateful because you're on welfare??
I think it's because you're Muslim and Islam & hate go hand in hand. Muslim on welfare = Bad Combination

Toastie....why do Americans always demean other Americans who happen to be on Welfare.........We Australians know we are better people....The true test of any Democracy is how to look after the less fortunate..........We have always been Winners.....you Guys haven't left the starting blocks yet.......Wake Up America.....and Stop HATING EACH OTHER.......The Starting Pistol Fired Years Ago

 

[theliq]

Once again Israel got what Israel deserved for their treatment of Palestinians with peace offerings, a security fence & land concessions so the Palestinians can remain in Israel. When will Israel ever learn to treat the Palestinians like their own Arab brothers do in surrounding Arab countries?

Prayer massacre Three Americans among four rabbis killed as Palestinian militants storm Jerusalem synagogue - AOL.com

Get real Krusty, the biggest terrorist attack on worshipers was committed by Dr. Baruch Goldstein by murdering 29 Palestinians and wounding 125...

Now its been reported that his grave is a shrine...Israel is the cause of retribution and hate, and despair...

No, Palestinian parents and Hamas teaching kids hatred and that killing Israelis is good, is the cause of retribution, hate and despair.

Your not trying to tell us that Israelis don't teach their children to hate are you? BTW, who taught you to hate.

No, they don't. I have never heard of Israeli parent encouraging their kids to kill innocent Palestinians.

What makes you think I was taught to hate?

Stop being SO STUPID Toastie.........I hear it all the time......This Comment even for you at your most passionate........is ridiculous..steve

 

[toastman]

Once again Israel got what Israel deserved for their treatment of Palestinians with peace offerings, a security fence & land concessions so the Palestinians can remain in Israel. When will Israel ever learn to treat the Palestinians like their own Arab brothers do in surrounding Arab countries?

Prayer massacre Three Americans among four rabbis killed as Palestinian militants storm Jerusalem synagogue - AOL.com

Get real Krusty, the biggest terrorist attack on worshipers was committed by Dr. Baruch Goldstein by murdering 29 Palestinians and wounding 125...

Now its been reported that his grave is a shrine...Israel is the cause of retribution and hate, and despair...

No, Palestinian parents and Hamas teaching kids hatred and that killing Israelis is good, is the cause of retribution, hate and despair.

Your not trying to tell us that Israelis don't teach their children to hate are you? BTW, who taught you to hate.

No, they don't. I have never heard of Israeli parent encouraging their kids to kill innocent Palestinians.

What makes you think I was taught to hate?

Stop being SO STUPID Toastie.........I hear it all the time......This Comment even for you at your most passionate........is ridiculous..steve

You hear WHAT all the time ?

 

[toastman]

What makes you think I was taught to hate?

Judging by your daily posts that are full of venom and pure hatred.

I would guess you where taught to hate at a very early age. .......

Obviously you're talking about yourself Sunni Welfare Troll.

You spend everyday spreading hated about Jews, mocking the Holocaust, Calling Blacks neegros, lying about Israel.
We could write a book about all the hateful crap you've posted. Are you hateful because you're on welfare??
I think it's because you're Muslim and Islam & hate go hand in hand. Muslim on welfare = Bad Combination

Toastie....why do Americans always demean other Americans who happen to be on Welfare.........We Australians know we are better people....The true test of any Democracy is how to look after the less fortunate..........We have always been Winners.....you Guys haven't left the starting blocks yet.......Wake Up America.....and Stop HATING EACH OTHER.......The Starting Pistol Fired Years Ago

I'm not American.

But you're right. Sorry for making fun of you for being on Welfare Sunni Troll

 

[Beelzebub]

Just who is teaching hate here?

 

[aris2chat]

Just who is teaching hate here?

it is a non-lethal spray to disperse rioters and crowds. Nothing a good shower won't wash off.

 

[Beelzebub]

Just who is teaching hate here?

it is a non-lethal spray to disperse rioters and crowds. Nothing a good shower won't wash off.

How do you shower the houses and streets?
Where are the crowds?