The 75th commemoration of the Holocaust, Yom Hashoah, touches the raw nerve of some and triggers this cry of frustration. The same question could be asked of Anzac Day. “Why remember? Why hang on to the past? … just move on!” To forget the past - is to repeat it. The commemoration of Yom Hashoah by the NSW Jewish Board of Deputies last night featured moving testimonies from Holocaust survivors, reminding us of Hitler’s evil attempt to cleanse the world of the ‘Jewish scourge.
My good friend, Peter Stiles penned this poem, seated in his garden after watching his church service online. Easter Sunday From concerning accounts of Covid cases we have sheltered, mixing fear and sadness, isolated in uncertainty. Yesterday we walked the quiet streets in silence, avoiding others passing by, wan smiles of knowing, of dread. An invisible enemy lurks in this season. Holiday plans are cancelled, trains are empty, roads deserted, caravans idle. The only realm of
“Based on the Arab/Israeli conflict that has existed since biblical times, Wall of Tears is a truly amazing book. With great emotional sensitivity, it covers the period from when post-World War II actions set up a state for the Jewish population which had suffered under the horrifying Holocaust years, to the early years of the New Millennium. Readers will recall the conflicts between Israelis and Palestinians that have long festered around a host of issues, such as border def