Here ends three years of our ambassador to Rome Dror Eder in office, and he Otto returns to Israel.
What an amazing tenure this man has given.
Of course, I do not know all the Israeli ambassadors in all the capitals of the world, and it is certain that there are other ambassadors who do their job faithfully, but Dror Eder brought a level that in my opinion has never been seen, and is unlikely to be seen.
The first thing he did before leaving was to learn Italian.
And not an Italian of "Give me a double macchiato please", but an Italian that allows him to speak at the highest level, to quote from the Bible, to speak in parliament, to be interviewed, to give lectures on philosophy, history, theology, all in an almost perfect accent he had nothing but Three years ago, and he learned at his own expense that the State Department does not fund language studies.
I do not know why Netanyahu decided to appoint Dror Eder.
There is a situation that because as a journalist, here at "Israel Today", Dror defended Bibi in many matters, as well as his grip on the appropriate ideology, a reasoned, authoritative, unapologetic right, full of Betar citrus and deep cultural richness. In any case, whether Bibi matter-of-fact or self-interested, it does not matter, because a perfect appointment came out of his hands.
The ambassador's mastery of literature on all levels, in poetry, in history, being a wise student in so many fields, and to all this adding his being a singer and musician, brought the Italians the most suitable Israeli to contradict the image of the cheeky, superficial, rude, condescending Israeli.
And they swallowed it like pumping spaghetti in tomato sauce.
At once.
What a pleasure to see Parliament listen to him with rare attention, the interviewers relish him, their important people hear, understand and change following the crushing arguments he brought to them from the words of their days.
The San Remo Agreements of 1920, for example.
On Italian soil, it was determined that the Land of Israel would be the national home of the Jews.
And it worked, and Israel's situation in Rome improved immeasurably.
Then came the corona, and Eder's collaborations with the Italians reverberated all over the boot, tracking to the bow.
Worked hard, did not see the family, suffered from loneliness, but gave work and brought results.
And Foreign Minister Lapid came, and decided not to extend his term.
Why?
Because Bibi appointed.
Dummies are small.
"They are not extending the terms of Bibi's appointments."
how sad.
How miserable.
And here he is already back, and I, who have accompanied him throughout his tenure, pray that he will make the mistake and go into politics.
Only there, God forbid, he would not act like a Roman.
As a sylph
I read this week a new study that found that children of the Inca culture who were sacrificed to the gods, were drugged first so that they would not make a mess when they were hooked on the altar.
In the remains of those unfortunate children were found drugs, and such are not lacking there in South America, with the best effects.
And I could not help but think how similar our situation is, with our children, who nowadays get an iPhone or Android drug from the age of two at best, and so they are drugged and dumb so they do not feel that we are sacrificing them, taking from them the life they could have, a life of contact with others , Personality development, mind enrichment, depth creation, and instead we give them a non-living life, living in a small cage in the screen dimensions of their phone, inside which they do not grow beyond creatures with basic impulses, porn, violent games, ticking, boomerang, mutual vulnerability .
And if the Incas would sacrifice their best children to the gods, for the sake of giving their crops in time, why do we sacrifice our children?
For them to give us peace of mind to be on our phone.
that's it.
Because we are addicted to the bone, but to be addicted at home with a family - everyone must be addicted, who will not require, God forbid, attention, a good conversation, a board game, a trip, joint lessons.
Let it be on the screen, no matter what is in it, the main thing is to be shhhh.
Using the phone rolls the psyche.
it's clear.
No meaningful work is consumed in the app, nothing that evokes deep thought comes in WhatsApp.
It's all very fast food, and what to do, man needs more than fast food.
It is also possible, of course, but certainly in the years in which the personality takes shape, it takes time to study, deepen, observe, talk, touch non-screen materials.
We gave it all up the second we gave them their own phone nearby.
To the extent that.
And what's more tragic is that from the moment they have a phone, it's out of control.
Not only is it impossible to take back because the experiment failed, the time constraints are also an agreed-upon lie.
Does not work.
We were privileged to be shaped before the smartphone.
We have reservoirs of personality to draw from.
Everyone who brings a child into the world must understand - the giving of the phone must be postponed as much as possible, that something will be accumulated first, that something will be created in the heart and soul before the big dive to the screen.
This time can be postponed until adolescence.
Take a picture and hang it on your head - Inca parents drug the child so that he does not go wild before the sacrifice.
They are us.
digital
Letter in the box.
Internal Revenue Service.
Not excited, this is the fifth letter from them this week.
opener.
I have a credit balance.
A wave of relief washes over me.
Looking at the amount.
Two shekels and 40 agorot.
Throws the letter in the trash.
Out of the tin are waving goodbye to me more such letters I received this week from all state authorities.
Give ten shekels, take back eight, we received your report, why did not you submit a report?
Such.
Every day the state sends millions of letters that are not needed, that no one opens, that no one cares about.
Some printers, some papers, some shipping, some postmen, some fuel, some junk.
I do not understand why the state insists on not upgrading already and ending this story.
It's good that they do not send pottery boards like they used to.
Okay, there are citizens who have not yet made the transition to digital life.
Let them continue to receive letters, sometimes that's the only thing that happens to them during the day, I will not be narrow-minded.
But most of the population has moved to manage all matters, including everything, online, over the phone or computer.
So come on, set up one central site for all government services, that each person will have only his or her own personal area, and all the notices, demands, payments, refunds, hospitalizations, passports, questions, surveys, everything from everything will be there.
One secure app on the phone, and a person will manage all his affairs easily, without letters, without phones, faxes, emails, queues, branches.
is nothing.
It's time for the country to have a widget, something invested, sophisticated, spectacular and yet very easy to use.
Then the election can also go there, the vote will be in the app without standing in line at any school, and there will be referendums on a variety of issues, and a call to the reserve, and filing a complaint with the police, and everything a person does in front of the government will be there.
And if, God forbid, a person gets into debt and a foreclosure is imposed on him, the app will confiscate his phone.
In five minutes everything will be paid.
Millions of mailboxes will then be vacated across the country, and can be rented to people who are unable to rent an apartment, living in a box by the hour, until some government program finally manages to turn living in that country into something that anyone living in can already achieve.
And in a few years mailboxes will be on display in the museum alongside Primus, a washboard and Cipolux.
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