Scared so I left a will in the house, put a disc on my neck and signed a weapon.
Not a flag parade I go out to survey, but a world war.
These will be fired, we will refund.
Sinwar has announced he will not be taking prisoners, Kochavi will probably recruit reservists this morning.
Well?
The mountain gave birth to some of her family, a bit of Lehavah, and it's good that way.
As early as noon, as soon as we left the train station, it was possible to understand that whoever was responsible for the forecast had probably misinterpreted the synoptic map.
People dressed in white, a holiday atmosphere, Israeli flags in droves and not mottled uniforms.
The majority who went up to the capital yesterday, came to rejoice.
They did not bite or occupy al-Aqsa.
There was only a handful who asked for a mess.
Most of the marchers wanted to end the evening with a smile.
Next to me was Judith, an immigrant from the United States, whose eyes twinkled with excitement. She probably did not come to quarrel, did not even understand the question "Hamas, who?".
The Commissioner inspects. The parade of flags in Jerusalem, Photo: Police Spokeswoman
Yes, the security personnel who knocked full presence, with sampled offensive equipment, realized pretty quickly that it was not certain that the maneuvers and exercises were necessary, certainly when most of the marching force had already burned in the dance before me.
From four in the afternoon until six in the evening, people brushed off all the hits of religious Zionism - "the people of eternity are not afraid of a long road", certainly not the one up to the Western Wall.
If the right was looking for a real show of strength, it found it in the blue-and-white swarm that took over the streets of Jerusalem yesterday.
People danced, raved, and the arrival of Itamar Ben Gvir in general increased the enthusiasm.
With all due respect to MKs from the Likud, who took the stage to dry greetings, when Ben Gvir performed - the audience went into a trance. "Our Jerusalem," he roared.
Fear - only from the density
There were many thousands there.
I can not guess how many.
From Eilat, from Dimona, from the Sea of Galilee.
There were moments when I was no longer afraid of a regional confrontation, but of the immense density that attacked us as the march approached the Old City.
The announcer warned of disaster, because at every moment more and more came.
They said it was one of the parades, if not the biggest.
The promo and PR did their thing.
A parade in honor of Jerusalem Day in Lod, Photo: Police Spokeswoman
When we arrived at the Nablus Gate, there was already more presence of "Kahana Tzedek" shirts.
It was clear that such a day would not go smoothly with all the buzz of recent times.
Immediately after the marchers passed the juicer, one of the few shops in the market left open, songs began to be heard "Let the village burn for you" and "Muhammad is dead," but she was not really dominant in the repertoire.
The progress towards the Western Wall was slow, measured, it took us about an hour and a half to get from the Nablus Gate to the Western Wall, but the mood did not drop.
People had a goal, to end the journey.
It was not like the early afternoon, so it was held in almost the same route as the "Flower Parade" organized by Tag Meir, which tries to promote tolerance and respect for our neighbors.
The crowds with the flags came to rejoice, without apologizing.
Were we wrong?
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