I sit here next to Mom’s bed in the hospital. She is quieter today, sleeping more. Today is more peaceful than yesterday. Yesterday was a fitful, terrible day. The nurses and various medical personnel are buzzing around. Today, she sleeps through the chatter and chaos.

There are some books scattered around in this small, but private room. And I’m watching Nurse Jackie on my brother’s laptop. It’s a good show but the humor falls short with me, considering these circumstances.

And then suddenly I noticed that my brother Joe left his prayer book, the Siddur. I pick it up and look for something inspirational, something to get me through this day. I see the “Blessing For Fragrances.” That won’t work, as the hospital’s fragrances are not what the Blessing seems to be intended for.

Then I see “Blessing over Mezuzah.” Now we’re talking! The lightening bolt strikes! We need a mezuzah for the doorpost of this room. Evil spirits, bad boogie looming. I’ve heard of mezuzah’s for cars, why not a hospital room?

So I called Joe to find a kosher mezuzah. He says “No, we can’t hang a mezuzah on a temporary dwelling.” Curses, foiled again.

I like to be a fly on the wall on Twitter. I see things. I save things. I report things. And sometimes, yes, I can't help myself; I can be a smart aleck. Especially fun for me is to follow the Jihad Chicks and their Islamic Idols.

Last night I noticed that an Islamic dude named @TI3GIB, or Mohammed Busaidi, on his Twitter profile states, "I put the fun in fundamentalist Islam..."

Busaidi sent Jillian York a tweet with a link to "a good read," which I say is actually a shocking testimonial by King Hussein of Jordan's grandfather.

@TI3GIB (to) @jilliancyork "Probably because you're the most invested subscriber to 'the cause'. You can decide what has value & what doesn't. Felt this did. http://is.gd /cGL3f "

In ''As the Arabs see the Jews" by His Majesty King Abdullah, from the The American Magazine, November, 1947 King Abdullah blathers on with, "for nearly 2,000 years Palestine has been almost 100 per cent Arab," in his attempt to make a case for an Arabic Israel.


I'm having a little online war with the American female that I teasingly call Jihad Jillian. And she warned me today to "be careful." She also pointed out that I got my Arabs mixed up. I had Mohammed Busaidi confused with another Islamic 'boss' named @hamoudiassaf, or Hamoudi Al-Assaf, a Syrian 'businessman' who I also noticed last night saying stuff like:

@EDLDoverFerry "I am not an Islamist you dork. I do not believe in Religious movements. This is about wiping Israel from the face of the planet."

We are still sorting out what happened with the Gaza Flotilla. My brother called me just a few minutes ago telling me that the LA Times, and all the leftist news sources are blaming Israel for the fiasco. He was at shule this morning, when a verbal argument broke out between the lefties and the real pro-Israel Jews. I was up late last night glued to Twitter, trying to get all the latest news.

It has brought to mind, another ship, in another not so distant time, of a shipload of 900 + German Jewish refugees fleeing from Hitler's machine. The tragedy of the SS St. Louis, the 'voyage of the damned' in 1939, of course is a completely different story.

The people aboard the illegal Gaza Flotilla were clearly free people traveling with an evil mission in mind. But they were invited to disembark passengers and 'supplies' at the Israeli port of Ashdod to hot coffee and sandwiches prepared for them by Israeli IDF and the offer of redistribution of supplies, after inspection, to Gaza residents.

The doomed German Jews on the St. Louis were threatened and turned away from Cuba by President Frederico Laredo Bru as they were refused entry. They couldn't gain entry to the USA either and were turned away by President Roosevelt.They were turned back to certain horrors and death in Europe.


I, for one, am not fooled by this insane publicity stunt by these deranged Gaza flotilla ship of fools.

I have an itch that I need to scratch about a dirty little secret, recently slipped into the main stream media by Hezbollah, which spoke of relocating all the Jews to Israel in order to kill us.

I first heard about this subject and posted to my blog on April 3, 2010 the Exclusive Shocker: Anti-Jewish Email From South African Racist Published Here. It was about an email and its tail (yes, tail vs. trail) that had been forwarded to me by a Twitter follower. Contained within this missive was the concept of relocating all Jews to Israel. The shocker for me, was that the rants were delivered not by Islamic jidhadists, but by South Africans, cloaked in double-speak and the usual scapegoat-ism blaming the Jews for all the world's ills.

It has come to my attention that certain American women, who consider themselves 'intellectuals,' are taking their marching orders on Twitter, from an idolized Islamic jihadist boss. I am working on proving that they are actually more organized than they appear. I am dogging them, and will continue to report updates here and on my twitter.

Ali Abunimah, known on Twitter as @avinunu, is a dangerous pro-Libyan American Palestinian who sometimes cloaks his Jew-Hatred in double-speak and goes around lecturing about the evils of Israel. He also likens Jews to Nazis with his hateful and dishonest anti-Israel propaganda. His tweets are deftly violent. At the very least, his hatred is palpable.

In the meantime, I am pleased to report that I see his American female disciples are running scared, deleting blogs and tweets; and even redoing conference tweets with quotation marks, after my criticism that they are American 'role models' that support Hezbolah and Hamas.

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