We are under attack


Asleep, I was awakened by (Susan and) the sirens. These awful, beautiful sirens. Seconds to get to safety – the safe room in the house. Made it.

Now, to a tiny, tiny, extent, I know what it must be like for the people of Sderot. My admiration for them and their restraint is complete.

If Hamas think this is going to do them any good, I sincerely hope they are mistaken; disabused of that notion, perhaps given their heavenly desserts, but certainly in one way or another persuaded of the error of their ways. Let this not end well for them.