Vaccine year Israel today

The year 2021 was for me first and foremost the year of the vaccine.

Exactly a year ago, I ambushed outside a sheltered housing facility while waiting for the tenants' vaccination operation to end, because there was talk that there would be leftovers, and if they were not thrown to young people like me, they would be thrown in the trash.

After the seniors were vaccinated, and a few doses remained, and I was called to the vaccination hall, and my body was invaded by a man-made foreign substance, I felt a real sense of sanctity.

I knew I was sharing in a great miracle, the miracle of coming out of the strait of the plague into the freedom to meet, to go out, to embrace, a miracle wrought by the Creator Himself, who gave His wisdom to flesh and blood.

no less.

I left laboratories for freedom from bondage to fear, to hygiene, to physical distance.

I returned to relative freedom.

Right now I am calling my daughters the Chumash in the Desert.

The people came out of Egypt, they have moons in a variety of flavors every day, and they miss onions.

The lack of onions exhausts them.

This is the nature of the people of Israel since time immemorial, even when it experiences a visible miracle in its flesh, it immediately takes it for granted and finds a new interest in complaining about it.

In the end he was broken to the Creator, and he was sentenced to 40 years in the wilderness.

I have a feeling that the failure of the booster vaccines and the failure of the vaccination campaign for children are a bit the same.

The miracle was forgotten, the reality of not leaving home for months was suppressed, and the transition from new editions that opened with depressing death numbers to depressing news just like that - as if it were obvious.

There was a great miracle here, there is a great miracle here, and the people dare to say - it is not a miracle, it is an injustice.

And the sentence will be 40 years in restraints, instead of ending it together and getting vaccinated.

If at first it seemed that despite all the noise of vaccine opponents, the citizens choose well - as the war continues, and more vaccines are needed, many people's souls are miraculous and they prefer to listen to the bad advisers, sowing doubts and avoidance.

Some of these I have heard of dying in recent breaths, apologizing.

At the beginning of the year, I waged a war against Nazi imagery in the face of vaccine opponents - for their part, of course.

At the end of the year I accept what is happening as it is.

Do not want - do not need.

I wish you were right.

I wish nothing would happen to you.

I wish I was a jerk.

I wish you were already through this epidemic, who once believed that people would hate each other because of a vaccine?

And to the Prime Minister I say: do not beg people to go get vaccinated.

They are told that stock is about to run out, and one will not be coming anytime soon.

This is how health funds are filled.

Aaaani is going !!!

Shin Bet

And the past year has also been the year of the GSS. In the chaos of the crumbling systems of government, the excellence of this organization shone with precious light. . Does the work. Any work. When you get in serious trouble, the GSS comes and closes the corner.

An organization with superpowers of accurate intelligence gathering in a short time, at a level that no security organization in the world approaches.

Each and every one of us must open each morning with a prayer of thanks to the GSS for the (relatively) normal life we ​​have here, and in the process, also pray that this organization will not have to grow to cover up the weakness of the police. A large internal security organization is ominous. Sometimes the question of who owns the house, he or the people. This has happened in an infinite number of other countries, and still does. We should not let the GSS grow to such dimensions that one day someone will want to use it for political purposes, and succeed.

Illustration: Yehuda Nuni, Nuni-art.com,

The General Security Service is my organization of the year.

Every time I hear his name on the news, I know it ends well.

I know that there are outstanding, brilliant Israelis who work for me even though they could be rich with the knowledge they have.

When I meet retired seniors from the high levels, and I get quite a bit out of the modest studios, I am always impressed by their high personal level, which is not necessarily characteristic of retirees from other bodies, and quite wise.

Apart from the GSS, I have great faith in the health care system, which excelled this year. It is a system that, despite all its ailments, still operates with a human emotion, with a warm heart, with deep knowledge. By and large, HMO and hospital staff provide a good response, high-level service and beyond-expected flexibility during this complex time. Corona affairs are well managed under conditions of uncertainty and changing realities. The rule is not obvious.

And alongside these two systems, there are systems that are collapsing.

The police, the courts, the mental health, and the education system, which fails to collect the fractures that have become from the students in a year and a half of closures.

That does not keep cell phones away from schools and allows children to humiliate others and distribute the documentation to the whole world in a second.

The education system should recover, and if possible, without involving the GSS.

Traffic jams

The past year has been and still is the big traffic jam year.

As soon as we got out of the closures people rushed to buy cars, you will understand the connection, and we suddenly moved from a state of empty roads to an unprecedented load.

It's not good for me.

I developed traffic jams.

The thought of being stuck in a traffic jam for long hours scares me so much that, as with any phobia in the psychological literature, I have developed avoidance patterns so as not to experience what threatens me.

No leaving the house without consulting Wise, no unnecessary trips I used to be easily ticked off, no tenures that might degenerate me into a traffic jam.

I gave up on holding wedding ceremonies, for example, because standing in an endless traffic jam, knowing that the bride and groom are just waiting for me, stretched like a mandolin string, brings me to the limit of my emotional system.

A small anxiety attack in the car.

No thanks.

I gave up and made a profit.

I realized that I could live without traffic jams if I narrowed the circle of my life, planned every trip well and used a bicycle.

I make all my arrangements on a bicycle, and what is outside the range of a two-wheeler should probably never be done.

A day when I managed not to move the car out of place is a day of small victory, and my fuel bill has also been miraculously reduced.

Refueling a month.

This.

When I'm in a traffic jam, someone else takes over.

What an ancient man, who defends his territory from intruders and thieves.

Each turn cutter raises my metabolic activity to levels where a red light comes on in the car's dashboard.

I do not like being in a state of war all the time, vigilantly.

So I avoid as much as I can.

And I also gamble.

For example, the road to my daughters' school is very congested from 7:30.

Instead of five minutes, it jumps to 45.

So when I pick them up in the morning, we leave the house at 7.

Although school starts at 8:30, and we land at the gate as early as 7:15, but free time before school is always a blessing.

This is how I manage to circus the cork, the girls first take over the coveted swing in the yard, and everyone is happy.

Suddenly it's weird to me how much I used to travel, before the plague.

And here, without moving much, life goes on, and they are good.

It therefore turns out that the essential function of the corks is to keep us close to home, not to disperse, because at home most of the work.

Too bad others do not understand, because then they would clear the road, and I could finally go where I really wanted to.

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