Not an Everyday Occurrence

I hesitate to file this post under Everyday life in Israel. What happened yesterday doesn’t happen every day. Ten years ago, it felt as if it did. Then a fence was built and, without going into a discussion about whether it was good or bad, it cut down on the number of attacks. Considerably.

So now they attack us in other countries.

When these things happen, everyone knows, everyone listens, everyone feels the loss, even if the victims were unknown to them. And everyone continues as usual and pretends everything is normal because there’s no choice. Perhaps, in this country, that is normality.

Oh, and we write about it. We write about trying to be normal, and we write about how a comedian responds. I’m not a comedian and I’ve never made a good job of trying to be normal, but I’m Israeli and I wanted to say something about this attack on this day.

By Miriam Drori

Author, editor, attempter of this thing called life. Social anxiety warrior. Cultivating a Fuji, edition 3, a poignant, humorous and uplifting tale, published with Ocelot Press, January 2023.

8 replies on “Not an Everyday Occurrence”

I wish clicking ‘like’ on this didn’t feel so wrong. There is nothing to like about the subject. I think I know what these people feel. I’ve felt it and I’ve written about it. Trying to be normal in a country at war or in a war is what people must do and sometimes it feels wrong. One wants to howl ones’ outrage and grief – not wear a normal face.

One woman had been going through infertility treatment for years. Two days before she flew to Bulgaria, she was told she was pregnant. The baby wasn’t included in the death toll.

Such a sad and terrible thing. Sometimes, I can’t help feeling there’s some alien race out there and our world is a train-wreck-reality show for them. They laugh at some of the things we do because, well, what sense does it make?

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