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Famous Quotes
Michael Bar-Zohar
(one of Ben-Gurion's official biographer)
openly admitted that it was a
concocted myth that

"Palestine was an empty land,"
and to a certain degree,
he managed to explain the
evolution of the myth, he wrote:

"Whatever became of the slogan:

A people without a land returns to land without a people?

The simple truth was that Palestine was not an empty land,
and the Jews were only a small minority of its population.

In the days of the empire building,
the Western powers had dismissed natives
as an inconsequential factor in determining
whether or not to settle a territory with immigrants.

Even after the [1st] world war,
the concept of self-determination . . . .
was still reserved exclusively for
the developed world."
(Michael Bar-Zohar, p. 45-46)

Joseph Hertzlinger

Mark Twain wrote (in "Innocents Abroad"):

|Of all the lands there are for dismal scenery, I think Palestine must
|be the prince. The hills are barren, they are dull of color, they are
|unpicturesque in shape. The valleys are unsightly deserts fringed
|with a feeble vegetation that has an expression about it of being
|sorrowful and despondent. The Dead Sea and the Sea of Galilee sleep
|in the midst of a vast stretch of hill and plain wherein the eye
|rests upon no pleasant tint, no striking object, no soft picture
|dreaming in a purple haze or mottled with the shadows of the clouds.
|Every outline is harsh, every feature is distinct, there is no
|perspective--distance works no enchantment here. It is a hopeless,
|dreary, heart-broken land.
|
|Small shreds and patches of it must be very beautiful in the full
|flush of spring, however, and all the more beautiful by contrast with
|the far-reaching desolation that surrounds them on every side. I
|would like much to see the fringes of the Jordan in spring-time, and
|Shechem, Esdraelon, Ajalon and the borders of Galilee--but even then
|these spots would seem mere toy gardens set at wide intervals in the
|waste of a limitless desolation.
|
|Palestine sits in sackcloth and ashes. Over it broods the spell of a
|curse that has withered its fields and fettered its energies. Where
|Sodom and Gomorrah reared their domes and towers, that solemn sea now
|floods the plain, in whose bitter waters no living thing exists--over
|whose waveless surface the blistering air hangs motionless and dead--
|about whose borders nothing grows but weeds, and scattering tufts of
|cane, and that treacherous fruit that promises refreshment to parching
|lips, but turns to ashes at the touch. Nazareth is forlorn; about
|that ford of Jordan where the hosts of Israel entered the Promised
|Land with songs of rejoicing, one finds only a squalid camp of
|fantastic Bedouins of the desert; Jericho the accursed, lies a
|moldering ruin, to-day, even as Joshua's miracle left it more than
|three thousand years ago; Bethlehem and Bethany, in their poverty and
|their humiliation, have nothing about them now to remind one that they
|once knew the high honor of the Saviour's presence; the hallowed spot
|where the shepherds watched their flocks by night, and where the
|angels sang Peace on earth, good will to men, is untenanted by any
|living creature, and unblessed by any feature that is pleasant to the
|eye. Renowned Jerusalem itself, the stateliest name in history, has
|lost all its ancient grandeur, and is become a pauper village; the
|riches of Solomon are no longer there to compel the admiration of
|visiting Oriental queens; the wonderful temple which was the pride and
|the glory of Israel, is gone, and the Ottoman crescent is lifted above
|the spot where, on that most memorable day in the annals of the world,
|they reared the Holy Cross. The noted Sea of Galilee, where Roman
|fleets once rode at anchor and the disciples of the Saviour sailed in
|their ships, was long ago deserted by the devotees of war and
|commerce, and its borders are a silent wilderness; Capernaum is a
|shapeless ruin; Magdala is the home of beggared Arabs; Bethsaida and
|Chorazin have vanished from the earth, and the "desert places" round
|about them where thousands of men once listened to the Saviour's voice
|and ate the miraculous bread, sleep in the hush of a solitude that is
|inhabited only by birds of prey and skulking foxes.
|
|Palestine is desolate and unlovely. And why should it be otherwise?
|Can the curse of the Deity beautify a land?

--
..sig removed for quotes.

Roger

This describes southern California exactly before water was brought in.
There wasn't a tree in the whole area. Dirt and scrub.


"Joseph Hertzlinger" <jhertzli@ix.netcom.com> wrote in message
news:bf2ku3$t0g$8@slb1.atl.mindspring.net...
> Mark Twain wrote (in "Innocents Abroad"):
>
> |Of all the lands there are for dismal scenery, I think Palestine must
> |be the prince. The hills are barren, they are dull of color, they are
> |unpicturesque in shape. The valleys are unsightly deserts fringed
> |with a feeble vegetation that has an expression about it of being
> |sorrowful and despondent. The Dead Sea and the Sea of Galilee sleep
> |in the midst of a vast stretch of hill and plain wherein the eye
> |rests upon no pleasant tint, no striking object, no soft picture
> |dreaming in a purple haze or mottled with the shadows of the clouds.
> |Every outline is harsh, every feature is distinct, there is no
> |perspective--distance works no enchantment here. It is a hopeless,
> |dreary, heart-broken land.
> |
> |Small shreds and patches of it must be very beautiful in the full
> |flush of spring, however, and all the more beautiful by contrast with
> |the far-reaching desolation that surrounds them on every side. I
> |would like much to see the fringes of the Jordan in spring-time, and
> |Shechem, Esdraelon, Ajalon and the borders of Galilee--but even then
> |these spots would seem mere toy gardens set at wide intervals in the
> |waste of a limitless desolation.
> |
> |Palestine sits in sackcloth and ashes. Over it broods the spell of a
> |curse that has withered its fields and fettered its energies. Where
> |Sodom and Gomorrah reared their domes and towers, that solemn sea now
> |floods the plain, in whose bitter waters no living thing exists--over
> |whose waveless surface the blistering air hangs motionless and dead--
> |about whose borders nothing grows but weeds, and scattering tufts of
> |cane, and that treacherous fruit that promises refreshment to parching
> |lips, but turns to ashes at the touch. Nazareth is forlorn; about
> |that ford of Jordan where the hosts of Israel entered the Promised
> |Land with songs of rejoicing, one finds only a squalid camp of
> |fantastic Bedouins of the desert; Jericho the accursed, lies a
> |moldering ruin, to-day, even as Joshua's miracle left it more than
> |three thousand years ago; Bethlehem and Bethany, in their poverty and
> |their humiliation, have nothing about them now to remind one that they
> |once knew the high honor of the Saviour's presence; the hallowed spot
> |where the shepherds watched their flocks by night, and where the
> |angels sang Peace on earth, good will to men, is untenanted by any
> |living creature, and unblessed by any feature that is pleasant to the
> |eye. Renowned Jerusalem itself, the stateliest name in history, has
> |lost all its ancient grandeur, and is become a pauper village; the
> |riches of Solomon are no longer there to compel the admiration of
> |visiting Oriental queens; the wonderful temple which was the pride and
> |the glory of Israel, is gone, and the Ottoman crescent is lifted above
> |the spot where, on that most memorable day in the annals of the world,
> |they reared the Holy Cross. The noted Sea of Galilee, where Roman
> |fleets once rode at anchor and the disciples of the Saviour sailed in
> |their ships, was long ago deserted by the devotees of war and
> |commerce, and its borders are a silent wilderness; Capernaum is a
> |shapeless ruin; Magdala is the home of beggared Arabs; Bethsaida and
> |Chorazin have vanished from the earth, and the "desert places" round
> |about them where thousands of men once listened to the Saviour's voice
> |and ate the miraculous bread, sleep in the hush of a solitude that is
> |inhabited only by birds of prey and skulking foxes.
> |
> |Palestine is desolate and unlovely. And why should it be otherwise?
> |Can the curse of the Deity beautify a land?
>
> --
> .sig removed for quotes.

JGB

"Roger" <rogerfx@hotmail.com> wrote in message news:<wr7Ra.53$uC3.13@newssvr29.news.prodigy.com>. ..
> This describes southern California exactly before water was brought in.
> There wasn't a tree in the whole area. Dirt and scrub.<

So when is California going back to the Indians? I know it's going to the
Mexicans




>
>
> "Joseph Hertzlinger" <jhertzli@ix.netcom.com> wrote in message
> news:bf2ku3$t0g$8@slb1.atl.mindspring.net...
> > Mark Twain wrote (in "Innocents Abroad"):
> >
> > |Of all the lands there are for dismal scenery, I think Palestine must
> > |be the prince. The hills are barren, they are dull of color, they are
> > |unpicturesque in shape. The valleys are unsightly deserts fringed
> > |with a feeble vegetation that has an expression about it of being
> > |sorrowful and despondent. The Dead Sea and the Sea of Galilee sleep
> > |in the midst of a vast stretch of hill and plain wherein the eye
> > |rests upon no pleasant tint, no striking object, no soft picture
> > |dreaming in a purple haze or mottled with the shadows of the clouds.
> > |Every outline is harsh, every feature is distinct, there is no
> > |perspective--distance works no enchantment here. It is a hopeless,
> > |dreary, heart-broken land.
> > |
> > |Small shreds and patches of it must be very beautiful in the full
> > |flush of spring, however, and all the more beautiful by contrast with
> > |the far-reaching desolation that surrounds them on every side. I
> > |would like much to see the fringes of the Jordan in spring-time, and
> > |Shechem, Esdraelon, Ajalon and the borders of Galilee--but even then
> > |these spots would seem mere toy gardens set at wide intervals in the
> > |waste of a limitless desolation.
> > |
> > |Palestine sits in sackcloth and ashes. Over it broods the spell of a
> > |curse that has withered its fields and fettered its energies. Where
> > |Sodom and Gomorrah reared their domes and towers, that solemn sea now
> > |floods the plain, in whose bitter waters no living thing exists--over
> > |whose waveless surface the blistering air hangs motionless and dead--
> > |about whose borders nothing grows but weeds, and scattering tufts of
> > |cane, and that treacherous fruit that promises refreshment to parching
> > |lips, but turns to ashes at the touch. Nazareth is forlorn; about
> > |that ford of Jordan where the hosts of Israel entered the Promised
> > |Land with songs of rejoicing, one finds only a squalid camp of
> > |fantastic Bedouins of the desert; Jericho the accursed, lies a
> > |moldering ruin, to-day, even as Joshua's miracle left it more than
> > |three thousand years ago; Bethlehem and Bethany, in their poverty and
> > |their humiliation, have nothing about them now to remind one that they
> > |once knew the high honor of the Saviour's presence; the hallowed spot
> > |where the shepherds watched their flocks by night, and where the
> > |angels sang Peace on earth, good will to men, is untenanted by any
> > |living creature, and unblessed by any feature that is pleasant to the
> > |eye. Renowned Jerusalem itself, the stateliest name in history, has
> > |lost all its ancient grandeur, and is become a pauper village; the
> > |riches of Solomon are no longer there to compel the admiration of
> > |visiting Oriental queens; the wonderful temple which was the pride and
> > |the glory of Israel, is gone, and the Ottoman crescent is lifted above
> > |the spot where, on that most memorable day in the annals of the world,
> > |they reared the Holy Cross. The noted Sea of Galilee, where Roman
> > |fleets once rode at anchor and the disciples of the Saviour sailed in
> > |their ships, was long ago deserted by the devotees of war and
> > |commerce, and its borders are a silent wilderness; Capernaum is a
> > |shapeless ruin; Magdala is the home of beggared Arabs; Bethsaida and
> > |Chorazin have vanished from the earth, and the "desert places" round
> > |about them where thousands of men once listened to the Saviour's voice
> > |and ate the miraculous bread, sleep in the hush of a solitude that is
> > |inhabited only by birds of prey and skulking foxes.
> > |
> > |Palestine is desolate and unlovely. And why should it be otherwise?
> > |Can the curse of the Deity beautify a land?
> >
> > --
> > .sig removed for quotes.

Roger

"JGB" <jgarbuz@netzero.com> wrote in message
news:2ce735b1.0307160642.32172d44@posting.google.c om...
> "Roger" <rogerfx@hotmail.com> wrote in message
news:<wr7Ra.53$uC3.13@newssvr29.news.prodigy.com>. ..
> > This describes southern California exactly before water was brought in.
> > There wasn't a tree in the whole area. Dirt and scrub.<
>
> So when is California going back to the Indians? I know it's going to the
> Mexicans

I believe there were a lot more Mexicans in the state when it joined the
union in 1850. (Note the convienient proximiity to the discovery of gold in
the state in 1948.)

> >
> > "Joseph Hertzlinger" <jhertzli@ix.netcom.com> wrote in message
> > news:bf2ku3$t0g$8@slb1.atl.mindspring.net...
> > > Mark Twain wrote (in "Innocents Abroad"):
> > >
> > > |Of all the lands there are for dismal scenery, I think Palestine must
> > > |be the prince. The hills are barren, they are dull of color, they are
> > > |unpicturesque in shape. The valleys are unsightly deserts fringed
> > > |with a feeble vegetation that has an expression about it of being
> > > |sorrowful and despondent. The Dead Sea and the Sea of Galilee sleep
> > > |in the midst of a vast stretch of hill and plain wherein the eye
> > > |rests upon no pleasant tint, no striking object, no soft picture
> > > |dreaming in a purple haze or mottled with the shadows of the clouds.
> > > |Every outline is harsh, every feature is distinct, there is no
> > > |perspective--distance works no enchantment here. It is a hopeless,
> > > |dreary, heart-broken land.
> > > |
> > > |Small shreds and patches of it must be very beautiful in the full
> > > |flush of spring, however, and all the more beautiful by contrast with
> > > |the far-reaching desolation that surrounds them on every side. I
> > > |would like much to see the fringes of the Jordan in spring-time, and
> > > |Shechem, Esdraelon, Ajalon and the borders of Galilee--but even then
> > > |these spots would seem mere toy gardens set at wide intervals in the
> > > |waste of a limitless desolation.
> > > |
> > > |Palestine sits in sackcloth and ashes. Over it broods the spell of a
> > > |curse that has withered its fields and fettered its energies. Where
> > > |Sodom and Gomorrah reared their domes and towers, that solemn sea now
> > > |floods the plain, in whose bitter waters no living thing exists--over
> > > |whose waveless surface the blistering air hangs motionless and dead--
> > > |about whose borders nothing grows but weeds, and scattering tufts of
> > > |cane, and that treacherous fruit that promises refreshment to
parching
> > > |lips, but turns to ashes at the touch. Nazareth is forlorn; about
> > > |that ford of Jordan where the hosts of Israel entered the Promised
> > > |Land with songs of rejoicing, one finds only a squalid camp of
> > > |fantastic Bedouins of the desert; Jericho the accursed, lies a
> > > |moldering ruin, to-day, even as Joshua's miracle left it more than
> > > |three thousand years ago; Bethlehem and Bethany, in their poverty and
> > > |their humiliation, have nothing about them now to remind one that
they
> > > |once knew the high honor of the Saviour's presence; the hallowed spot
> > > |where the shepherds watched their flocks by night, and where the
> > > |angels sang Peace on earth, good will to men, is untenanted by any
> > > |living creature, and unblessed by any feature that is pleasant to the
> > > |eye. Renowned Jerusalem itself, the stateliest name in history, has
> > > |lost all its ancient grandeur, and is become a pauper village; the
> > > |riches of Solomon are no longer there to compel the admiration of
> > > |visiting Oriental queens; the wonderful temple which was the pride
and
> > > |the glory of Israel, is gone, and the Ottoman crescent is lifted
above
> > > |the spot where, on that most memorable day in the annals of the
world,
> > > |they reared the Holy Cross. The noted Sea of Galilee, where Roman
> > > |fleets once rode at anchor and the disciples of the Saviour sailed in
> > > |their ships, was long ago deserted by the devotees of war and
> > > |commerce, and its borders are a silent wilderness; Capernaum is a
> > > |shapeless ruin; Magdala is the home of beggared Arabs; Bethsaida and
> > > |Chorazin have vanished from the earth, and the "desert places" round
> > > |about them where thousands of men once listened to the Saviour's
voice
> > > |and ate the miraculous bread, sleep in the hush of a solitude that is
> > > |inhabited only by birds of prey and skulking foxes.
> > > |
> > > |Palestine is desolate and unlovely. And why should it be otherwise?
> > > |Can the curse of the Deity beautify a land?
> > >
> > > --
> > > .sig removed for quotes.

Deborah Sharavi

"Roger" <rogerfx@hotmail.com> wrote in message news:<wr7Ra.53$uC3.13@newssvr29.news.prodigy.com>. ..
>>This describes southern California exactly before water was brought in.
>>There wasn't a tree in the whole area. Dirt and scrub.<

"JGB" <jgarbuz@netzero.com<wrote:
<So when is California going back to the Indians? I
<know it's going to the Mexicans

SoCal went to the dogs years ago. Cede it back to Mexico
and shut off the water. Better yet, build an electric
fence around it, stash the Pallies inside, and let them
call it their state of Palestine.

Deborah

>>"Joseph Hertzlinger" <jhertzli@ix.netcom.com<wrote:
<<<Mark Twain wrote (in "Innocents Abroad"):
<<>
<<<|Of all the lands there are for dismal scenery, I think Palestine must
<<<|be the prince. The hills are barren, they are dull of color, they are
<<<|unpicturesque in shape. The valleys are unsightly deserts fringed
<<<|with a feeble vegetation that has an expression about it of being
<<<|sorrowful and despondent. The Dead Sea and the Sea of Galilee sleep
<<<|in the midst of a vast stretch of hill and plain wherein the eye
<<<|rests upon no pleasant tint, no striking object, no soft picture
<<<|dreaming in a purple haze or mottled with the shadows of the clouds.
<<<|Every outline is harsh, every feature is distinct, there is no
<<<|perspective--distance works no enchantment here. It is a hopeless,
<<<|dreary, heart-broken land.
<<<|
<<<|Small shreds and patches of it must be very beautiful in the full
<<<|flush of spring, however, and all the more beautiful by contrast with
<<<|the far-reaching desolation that surrounds them on every side. I
<<<|would like much to see the fringes of the Jordan in spring-time, and
<<<|Shechem, Esdraelon, Ajalon and the borders of Galilee--but even then
<<<|these spots would seem mere toy gardens set at wide intervals in the
<<<|waste of a limitless desolation.
<<<|
<<<|Palestine sits in sackcloth and ashes. Over it broods the spell of a
<<<|curse that has withered its fields and fettered its energies. Where
<<<|Sodom and Gomorrah reared their domes and towers, that solemn sea now
<<<|floods the plain, in whose bitter waters no living thing exists--over
<<<|whose waveless surface the blistering air hangs motionless and dead--
<<<|about whose borders nothing grows but weeds, and scattering tufts of
<<<|cane, and that treacherous fruit that promises refreshment to parching
<<<|lips, but turns to ashes at the touch. Nazareth is forlorn; about
<<<|that ford of Jordan where the hosts of Israel entered the Promised
<<<|Land with songs of rejoicing, one finds only a squalid camp of
<<<|fantastic Bedouins of the desert; Jericho the accursed, lies a
<<<|moldering ruin, to-day, even as Joshua's miracle left it more than
<<<|three thousand years ago; Bethlehem and Bethany, in their poverty and
<<<|their humiliation, have nothing about them now to remind one that they
<<<|once knew the high honor of the Saviour's presence; the hallowed spot
<<<|where the shepherds watched their flocks by night, and where the
<<<|angels sang Peace on earth, good will to men, is untenanted by any
<<<|living creature, and unblessed by any feature that is pleasant to the
<<<|eye. Renowned Jerusalem itself, the stateliest name in history, has
<<<|lost all its ancient grandeur, and is become a pauper village; the
<<<|riches of Solomon are no longer there to compel the admiration of
<<<|visiting Oriental queens; the wonderful temple which was the pride and
<<<|the glory of Israel, is gone, and the Ottoman crescent is lifted above
<<<|the spot where, on that most memorable day in the annals of the world,
<<<|they reared the Holy Cross. The noted Sea of Galilee, where Roman
<<<|fleets once rode at anchor and the disciples of the Saviour sailed in
<<<|their ships, was long ago deserted by the devotees of war and
<<<|commerce, and its borders are a silent wilderness; Capernaum is a
<<<|shapeless ruin; Magdala is the home of beggared Arabs; Bethsaida and
<<<|Chorazin have vanished from the earth, and the "desert places" round
<<<|about them where thousands of men once listened to the Saviour's voice
<<<|and ate the miraculous bread, sleep in the hush of a solitude that is
<<<|inhabited only by birds of prey and skulking foxes.
<<<|
<<<|Palestine is desolate and unlovely. And why should it be otherwise?
<<<|Can the curse of the Deity beautify a land?

Pia

dsharavi@hotmail.com (Deborah Sharavi) wrote in message news:<3cf157c1.0307160827.5c2ebae1@posting.google. com>...
> "Roger" <rogerfx@hotmail.com> wrote in message news:<wr7Ra.53$uC3.13@newssvr29.news.prodigy.com>. ..
> >>This describes southern California exactly before water was brought in.
> >>There wasn't a tree in the whole area. Dirt and scrub.<
>
> "JGB" <jgarbuz@netzero.com<wrote:
> <So when is California going back to the Indians? I
> <know it's going to the Mexicans
>
> SoCal went to the dogs years ago. Cede it back to Mexico
> and shut off the water. Better yet, build an electric
> fence around it, stash the Pallies inside, and let them
> call it their state of Palestine.
>
> Deborah

"Our first object is, as I said before, supremacy, assured to us by
international law, over a portion of the globe sufficiently large to
satisfy our just requirements".
TH, DJ

EVERY human has "just requirements". That means that everyone
deserves to be treated with dignity. There is NO human more supreme
than another. So if you'd like to fence off an area, dig a well and
build your house there first and see if anyone follows.

>
> >>"Joseph Hertzlinger" <jhertzli@ix.netcom.com<wrote:
> <<<Mark Twain wrote (in "Innocents Abroad"):
> <<>
> <<<|Of all the lands there are for dismal scenery, I think Palestine must
> <<<|be the prince. The hills are barren, they are dull of color, they are
> <<<|unpicturesque in shape. The valleys are unsightly deserts fringed
> <<<|with a feeble vegetation that has an expression about it of being
> <<<|sorrowful and despondent. The Dead Sea and the Sea of Galilee sleep
> <<<|in the midst of a vast stretch of hill and plain wherein the eye
> <<<|rests upon no pleasant tint, no striking object, no soft picture
> <<<|dreaming in a purple haze or mottled with the shadows of the clouds.
> <<<|Every outline is harsh, every feature is distinct, there is no
> <<<|perspective--distance works no enchantment here. It is a hopeless,
> <<<|dreary, heart-broken land.
> <<<|
> <<<|Small shreds and patches of it must be very beautiful in the full
> <<<|flush of spring, however, and all the more beautiful by contrast with
> <<<|the far-reaching desolation that surrounds them on every side. I
> <<<|would like much to see the fringes of the Jordan in spring-time, and
> <<<|Shechem, Esdraelon, Ajalon and the borders of Galilee--but even then
> <<<|these spots would seem mere toy gardens set at wide intervals in the
> <<<|waste of a limitless desolation.
> <<<|
> <<<|Palestine sits in sackcloth and ashes. Over it broods the spell of a
> <<<|curse that has withered its fields and fettered its energies. Where
> <<<|Sodom and Gomorrah reared their domes and towers, that solemn sea now
> <<<|floods the plain, in whose bitter waters no living thing exists--over
> <<<|whose waveless surface the blistering air hangs motionless and dead--
> <<<|about whose borders nothing grows but weeds, and scattering tufts of
> <<<|cane, and that treacherous fruit that promises refreshment to parching
> <<<|lips, but turns to ashes at the touch. Nazareth is forlorn; about
> <<<|that ford of Jordan where the hosts of Israel entered the Promised
> <<<|Land with songs of rejoicing, one finds only a squalid camp of
> <<<|fantastic Bedouins of the desert; Jericho the accursed, lies a
> <<<|moldering ruin, to-day, even as Joshua's miracle left it more than
> <<<|three thousand years ago; Bethlehem and Bethany, in their poverty and
> <<<|their humiliation, have nothing about them now to remind one that they
> <<<|once knew the high honor of the Saviour's presence; the hallowed spot
> <<<|where the shepherds watched their flocks by night, and where the
> <<<|angels sang Peace on earth, good will to men, is untenanted by any
> <<<|living creature, and unblessed by any feature that is pleasant to the
> <<<|eye. Renowned Jerusalem itself, the stateliest name in history, has
> <<<|lost all its ancient grandeur, and is become a pauper village; the
> <<<|riches of Solomon are no longer there to compel the admiration of
> <<<|visiting Oriental queens; the wonderful temple which was the pride and
> <<<|the glory of Israel, is gone, and the Ottoman crescent is lifted above
> <<<|the spot where, on that most memorable day in the annals of the world,
> <<<|they reared the Holy Cross. The noted Sea of Galilee, where Roman
> <<<|fleets once rode at anchor and the disciples of the Saviour sailed in
> <<<|their ships, was long ago deserted by the devotees of war and
> <<<|commerce, and its borders are a silent wilderness; Capernaum is a
> <<<|shapeless ruin; Magdala is the home of beggared Arabs; Bethsaida and
> <<<|Chorazin have vanished from the earth, and the "desert places" round
> <<<|about them where thousands of men once listened to the Saviour's voice
> <<<|and ate the miraculous bread, sleep in the hush of a solitude that is
> <<<|inhabited only by birds of prey and skulking foxes.
> <<<|
> <<<|Palestine is desolate and unlovely. And why should it be otherwise?
> <<<|Can the curse of the Deity beautify a land?

swagman

> SoCal went to the dogs years ago. Cede it back to Mexico
> and shut off the water. Better yet, build an electric
> fence around it, stash the Pallies inside, and let them
> call it their state of Palestine.

better still! Stick the jews on the barbed wire so they could squeal when
the wetbacks approach!

Pia

"swagman" <lupin88@bellsouth.net> wrote in message news:<7CqRa.13104$oa4.11023@fe02.atl2.webusenet.co m>...
> > "Our first object is, as I said before, supremacy, assured to us by
> > international law, over a portion of the globe sufficiently large to
> > satisfy our just requirements".
> > TH, DJ
> >
> > EVERY human has "just requirements".
>
> You got that right, baby! Adof Hitler's "just requirement was Lebensraum!
> Without Jews!

It is interesting how you have equated the words of Theodore Herzl
with Adolph Hitler. It is also very unfortunate the way you have
referred to Jews and Mexicans.

Joseph Hertzlinger

I thought the criterion for excessive cross-posting was eight or more
groups.

--
http://hertzlinger.blogspot.com

JGB

breadnotbombs2@yahoo.com (Pia) wrote in message news:<1542de6f.0307171317.6c826692@posting.google. com>...
> ranger_conway@yahoo.com (Richard Conway) wrote in message news:<672560aa.0307170314.65bf5345@posting.google. com>...
> > breadnotbombs2@yahoo.com (Pia) wrote in message news:<1542de6f.0307161348.2fec69e5@posting.google. com>...
> > > dsharavi@hotmail.com (Deborah Sharavi) wrote in message news:<3cf157c1.0307160827.5c2ebae1@posting.google. com>...
> > > > "Roger" <rogerfx@hotmail.com> wrote in message news:<wr7Ra.53$uC3.13@newssvr29.news.prodigy.com>. ..
> > > > >>This describes southern California exactly before water was brought in.
> > > > >>There wasn't a tree in the whole area. Dirt and scrub.<
> > > >
> > > > "JGB" <jgarbuz@netzero.com<wrote:
> > > > <So when is California going back to the Indians? I
> > > > <know it's going to the Mexicans
> > > >
> > > > SoCal went to the dogs years ago. Cede it back to Mexico
> > > > and shut off the water. Better yet, build an electric
> > > > fence around it, stash the Pallies inside, and let them
> > > > call it their state of Palestine.
> > > >
> > > > Deborah
> > >
> > > "Our first object is, as I said before, supremacy, assured to us by
> > > international law, over a portion of the globe sufficiently large to
> > > satisfy our just requirements".
> > > TH, DJ
> > >
> > > EVERY human has "just requirements". That means that everyone
> > > deserves to be treated with dignity. There is NO human more supreme
> > > than another. So if you'd like to fence off an area, dig a well and
> > > build your house there first and see if anyone follows.
> >
> > And so they did .... and the kibbutz movement was born. Had to build
> > high fences though since the Arabs would thieve and murder their way
> > in as they had done on many occassions.
>
> Hmmmmm.....now where do the Mexicans come into this scenario? And why
> do they deserve to be hated? Or is your hate so "sufficiently large"
> than you need to hate multiple groups?<

Not at all. The country was taken by Anglos from the Mexicans, and now
they're taking it back. That's all Of course, there was a treaty
with Mexico and a mutual border was finally agreed upon, but we wouldn't
let little formalities like that get in the way, would we?