Re: 74 percent of the Dutch against Israel !!!!(main findings)

Raffaele wrote:
> Because in Italy the premier is Berlusconi and the vice premier is
> Fini. But all the left is against Israel

Oriana Fallaci desribed the Italian left very well and says what she thinks
of them:

The following is an article originally  published in the Italian magazine
'Panorama' then in the daily 'Corriere della Sera'.

Oriana Fallaci on anti-Semitism

I find it shameful that in Italy there should be a procession of
individuals dressed as suicide bombers who spew vile abuse at Israel,
hold up photographs of Israeli leaders on whose foreheads they have
drawn the swastika, incite people to hate the Jews.  And who, in order
to see Jews once again in the extermination camps, in the gas
chambers, in the ovens of Dachau and Mauthausen and Buchenwald and
Bergen-Belsen et cetera, would sell their own mother to a harem.

I find it shameful that the Catholic Church should permit a bishop,
one with lodgings in the Vatican no less, a saintly man who was found
in Jerusalem with an arsenal of arms and explosives hidden in the
secret compartments of his sacred Mercedes, to participate in that
procession and plant himself in front of a microphone to thank in the
name of God the suicide bombers who massacre the Jews in pizzerias and
supermarkets.  To call them "martyrs who go to their deaths as to a
party."

I find it shameful that in France, the France of
Liberty-Equality-Fraternity, they burn synagogues, terrorize Jews,
profane their cemeteries.  I find it shameful that the youth of
Holland and Germany and Denmark flaunt the kaffiah just as Mussolini's
avant garde used to flaunt the club and the fascist badge.

I find it shameful that in nearly all the universities of Europe
Palestinian students sponsor and nurture anti-semitism.  That in
Sweden they asked that the Nobel Peace Prize given to Shimon Peres in
1994 be taken back and conferred on the dove with the olive branch in
his mouth, that is on Arafat.

I find it shameful that the distinguished members of the Committee, a
Committee that (it would appear) rewards political color rather than
merit, should take this request into consideration and even respond to
it.  In hell the Nobel Prize honors he who does not receive it.

I find it shameful (we're back in Italy) that state-run television
stations contribute to the resurgent anti-Semitism, crying only over
Palestinian deaths while playing down Israeli deaths, glossing over
them in unwilling tones.  I find it shameful that in their debates
they host with much deference the scoundrels with turban or kaffiah
who yesterday sang hymns to the slaughter at New York and today sing
hymns to the slaughters at Jerusalem, at Haifa, at Netanya, at Tel
Aviv.

I find it shameful that the press does the same, that it is indignant
because Israeli tanks surround the Church of the Nativity in
Bethlehem, that it is not indignant because inside that same church
two hundred Palestinian terrorists well armed with machine guns and
munitions and explosives (among them are various leaders of Hamas and
Al-Aqsa) are not unwelcome guests of the monks (who then accept
bottles of mineral water and jars of honey from the soldiers of those
tanks).  I find it shameful that, in giving the number of Israelis
killed since the beginning of the second Intifada (four hundred
twelve), a noted daily newspaper found it appropriate to underline in
capital letters that more people are killed in their traffic
accidents.  (Six hundred a year).

I find it shameful that the Roman Observer, the newspaper of the
Pope-a Pope who not long ago left in the Wailing Wall a letter of
apology for the Jews-accuses of extermination a people who were
exterminated in the millions by Christians.  By Europeans.  I find it
shameful that this newspaper denies to the survivors of that people
(survivors who still have numbers tattooed on their arms) the right to
react, to defend themselves, to not be exterminated again.  I find it
shameful that in the name of Jesus Christ (a Jew without whom they
would all be unemployed), the priests of our parishes or Social
Centers or whatever they are flirt with the assassins of those in
Jerusalem who cannot go to eat a pizza or buy some eggs without being
blown up.

I find it shameful that they are on the side of the very ones who
inaugurated terrorism, killing us on airplanes, in airports, at the
Olympics, and who today entertain themselves by killing western
journalists by shooting them, abducting them, cutting their throats,
decapitating them.
There's someone in Italy who, since the appearance of Anger and Pride,
would like to do the same to me.  Citing verses of the Koran he
exhorts his brothers in the mosques and the Islamic Community to
chastise me in the name of Allah.  To kill me.  Or rather to die with
me.  (Since he's someone who speaks English, well, I'll respond to him
in English: "Fuck you.")

I find it shameful that almost all of the left, the left that twenty
years ago permitted one of its union processionals to deposit a coffin
(as a mafioso warning) in front of the synagogue of Rome, forgets the
contribution made by the Jews to the fight against fascism.  Made by
Carlo and Nello Rossini, for example, by Leone Ginzburg, by Umberto
Terracini, by Leo Valiani, by Emilio Sereni, by women like my friend
Anna Maria Enriques Agnoletti who was shot at Florence on June 12,
1944, by seventy-five of the three-hundred-thirty-five people killed
at the Fosse Ardeatine, by the infinite others killed under torture or
in combat or before firing squads.  (The companions, the teachers,of
my infancy and my youth.)

I find it shameful that in part through the fault of the left-or
rather, primarily through the fault of the left (think of the left
that inaugurates its congresses applauding the representative of the
PLO, leader in Italy of the Palestinians who want the destruction of
Israel)--Jews in Italian cities are once again afraid.  And in French
cities and Dutch cities and Danish cities and German cities, it is the
same.

I find it shameful that Jews tremble at the passage of the scoundrels
dressed like suicide bombers just as they trembled during
Krystallnacht, the nightin which Hitler gave free rein to the Hunt of
the Jews.  I find it shameful that in obedience to the stupid, vile,
dishonest, and for them extremely advantageous fashion of Political
Correctness the usual opportunists-or better the usual
parasites-exploit the word Peace.  That in the name of the word Peace,
by now more debauched than the words Love and Humanity, they absolve
one side alone of its hate and bestiality.  That in the name of a
pacifism (read conformism) delegated to the singing crickets and
buffoons who used to lick Pol Pot's feet they incite people who are
confused or ingenuous or intimidated.  Trick them, corrupt them, carry
them back a half century to the time of the yellow star on the coat.
These charlatans who careabout the Palestinians as much as I care
about the charlatans.
That is not at all.

I find it shameful that many Italians and many Europeans have chosen
as their standard-bearer the gentleman (or so it is polite to say)
Arafat.
This nonentity who thanks to the money of the Saudi Royal Family plays
the Mussolini ad perpetuum and in his megalomania believes he will
pass into History as the George Washington of Palestine.  This
ungrammatical wretch who when I interviewed him was unable even to put
together a complete sentence, to make articulate conversation.  So
that to put it all together, write it, publish it, cost me a
tremendous effort and I concluded that compared to him even Ghaddafi
sounds like Leonardo da Vinci.  This false warrior who always goes
around in uniform like Pinochet, never putting on civilian garb, and
yet despite this has never participated in a battle.  War is something
he sends, has always sent, others to do for him.  That is, the poor
souls who believe in him.  This pompous incompetent who playing the
part of Head of State caused the failure of the Camp David
negotiations, Clinton's mediation.

"No-no-I-want-Jerusalem-all-to-myself." This eternal liar who has a
flash of sincerity only when (in private) he denies Israel's right to
exist, and who as I say in my book contradicts himself every five
minutes.  He always plays the double-cross, lies even if you ask him
what time it is, so that you can never trust him.  Never!  With him
you will always wind up systematically betrayed.
This eternal terrorist who knows only how to be a terrorist (while
keeping himself safe) and who during the Seventies, that is when I
interviewed him, even trained the terrorists of Baader-Meinhof.  With
them, children ten yearsof age.  Poor children.  (Now he trains them
to become suicide bombers.  A hundred baby suicide bombers are in the
works: a hundred!).  This weathercock who keeps his wife at Paris,
served and revered like a queen, and keeps his people down in the
shit.  He takes them out of the shit only to send them to die, to kill
and to die, like the eighteen year old girls who in order to earn
equality with men have to strap on explosives and disintegrate with
their victims.  And yet many Italians love him, yes.  Just like they
loved Musso lini.  And many other Europeans do I find it shameful and
see in all this the rise of a new fascism, a new nazism.  A fascism, a
nazism, that much more grim and revolting because it is conducted and
nourished by those who hypocritically pose as do-gooders,
progressives, communists, pacifists, Catholics or rather Christians,
and who have the gall to label a warmonger anyone like me who screams
the truth.

I see it, yes, and I say the following.  I have never been tender with
the tragic and Shakespearean figure Sharon.  ("I know you've come to
add another scalp to your necklace," he murmured almost with sadness
when I went to interview him in 1982.) I have often had disagreements
with the Israelis, ugly ones, and in the past I have defended the
Palestinians a great deal.
Maybe more than they deserved.  But I stand with Israel, I stand with
the Jews.

I stand just as I stood as a young girl during the time when I fought
with them, and when the Anna Marias were shot.  I defend their right
to exist, to defend themselves, to not let themselves be exterminated
a second time.  And disgusted by the anti-Semitism of many Italians,
of many Europeans, I am ashamed of this shame that dishonors my
Country and Europe.  At best, it is not a community of States, but a
pit of Pontius Pilates.  And even if all the inhabitants of this
planet were to think otherwise, I would continue to think so.  --



Tilly





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