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Thursday, December 28, 2006

A Boston-area guy blogging under the name "Yaacov Ben Moshe" has a new blog called Breath of the Beast. He emails:

...The Idea is that many of us who see the threat to America and Western Civ. clearly have often had one pivotal experience that tipped us into awareness. I offer this blog as a clearing house for these stories, hoping that the unaware might fall into one and be shocked into action...

His first post, recounting a personal experience, is a good one: My First Encounter With The Beast. Here's a snip:

...Back in the early eighties my young family and I lived next door to an Iranian family. They were nice, friendly people...

...The next summer, they went back to Iran to visit with their families. We were afraid for our friends. We knew the country was in turmoil...They finally returned a week before school. The two seemed to pick up right where they had left off.

It was a sunny Sunday morning and Amy went out right after breakfast and met Amir in his backyard. We watched as they began to play and turned away to read the Sunday paper. ...We were surprised when Amy came back inside a short while later. She walked by us with her head down and started up the stairs to her room. We had expected to have to call her in for lunch so it was odd that she came back so early. I called after her and asked her what was wrong. She told me how little 5-year-old Amir had matter-of-factly informed my innocent 5-year-old daughter that because she is a Jew it is his duty to kill her.

I went right over to talk with my friend and neighbor. Hamid was deeply embarrassed. He hastened to explain that: “Over there, the radio and TV were full of that kind of thing - you simply couldn’t avoid it. He assumed that Amir had heard this kind of thing on the radio or TV because no one in his family believed such things. He was sure, he told me, that now that Amir was back here he would soon forget it. He assured me that he would talk with Amir and was sure that the boy didn’t even understand what he was saying.

I could see how distressed he was and told him that I understood and that I appreciated his concern. We looked at each other and shook hands and patted each other on the shoulder. I was sure that it would not change things between our families.

Remember that this was twenty years before September 11, 2001...

Read the rest.

2 Comments

I just posted to his blog. It looks as though his will be an excellent addition to the blogosphere.....

I'd like to hear the next part of the story -- was the blogger able to repair his relationship with his neighbor? Did Hamid make Amir apologize to Amy?

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