Enough to hide it: a trio of prime ministers | Israel today

I sat in front of the TV to see what was being given.

Suddenly announced - elections.

I took the sign, said goodbye to him for four months, explained to him that it was not him, it was me, could not stand any more election nuisance, and threw it into the water of light, on the banks of which is my spring house.

I accidentally hit Pharaoh.

We will not be left now until October.

People who seemed to be gone forever will return to live in the panel studios, and all they will be asked will be who they will sit with and who they will boycott after the election.

And they will ensure that they do not sit with it, God forbid, and not with that one, and the day after the election, they will negotiate with Haj Amin al-Husseini's grandson.

No thanks, they were already working on me in the office.

As far as circumstances allow, I hereby undertake not to sit with the commentators and Knesset members for even a single moment.

I have already formulated my position, everything else is a dead time of transparent and nasty games of consciousness.

I also promise not to bother you, my four readers, with analyzes, assessments, opinions and persuasions when it comes to elections, except when there is no choice.

My section undertakes every week to bring other angles of Israeli existence, if there are any.

And yet, before I retire from dealing with the subject, one matter-of-fact proposal for the next election is upon us adversely.

What I see in the testimony in court about Bibi's conduct during his tenure as prime minister is a reinforcement of the well-known but insufficient fact in my opinion that when Mr. Netanyahu was prime minister he fully participated in the decision-making of his wife and son Yair, without legal permission and without proper security classification.

And I say that - I'm not interfering with Bibi about how his family is functioning.

Is this the mental climate that is good for him?

OK.

For health.

But there are two reservations: First of all, Netanyahu's demand not to mess with his family is illegitimate.

Whoever is in the kitchen will be scorched by the public fire, and there is no reason for protection.

And the second and more important thing - if this is the situation, and how well it is revealed now before the election, the Likud will be honored and will run the Netanyahu family as a trio for prime minister, on signs, in broadcasts, on the ballot paper.

"The Likud is headed by the Netanyahu family."

Enough to hide it, why not be proud?

Family rule, what is there?

Then, if the Likud takes it big, then everything is fine, and we will all know that we have moved from democratic rule to monarchical rule,

That we have chosen, and there is no claim.

Live alive and exist.

Coops

Davar fell this week in Israeli coops.

The Knesset passed regulations promoted by Agriculture Minister Oded Forer, which prohibit the raising of laying hens in cages.

I was very happy.

Anyone who sees a battery coop where chickens live in small cells that do not allow movement, can respond in one of two ways - or immediately seal the heart and think "this is her problem, who asked her to be a chicken", or stop eating eggs from these coops.

I stopped, and moved only to freedom eggs, eggs from chickens that can roam, peck, chat with friends.

This is not a perfect solution, and I'm eagerly awaiting artificial eggs (ototo this happens), which will put all the unfortunate chickens out of retirement.

The new regulations also prohibit the "forced minister" procedure, which is in fact a ten-day starvation, which imposes a fear of death on the laying hens, as a result of which their feathers fall off and they return to casting a missile.

There is no limit to human creativity when it comes to exploiting winged creatures.

There are 12 million chickens in cages at any given time in Israel.

They are more than us, they are the majority in the country, and we are the minority that controls them in terrible conditions.

This is the real apartheid taking place in Israel, not the imaginary one that the world is trying to market to Israeli Arabs.

As one who has a hard time seeing his diet without eggs, because a chickpea omelet does not do it for me at all, I feel that imprisoning in a dungeon the person who produces for you a favorite food is a good good teaspoon.

In general, I recognize that it will take some more time for animals to stop being raw materials in the food industry, but this is already an obvious future that will happen even today, and until then I would like animals that produce food for us, or become food themselves, to get at least living space, cleanliness, Enrichment and the possibility of raising their offspring, even for a while.

Not that I'm building on the morals of the world that knowingly employ small children in stressful industries to take care of animals, but only things that come from places where the animal in charge has received fair treatment, as certainly not the animals themselves, come into my plate.

There is only one problem with the big cage opening party organized by the Knesset Education Committee, which is responsible for the Animal Cruelty Law (what ??), and that is that the law will apply in its full format only from 2038, which is in 15 years.

But as a person who maintains a healthy lifestyle, I'm almost certain I'll still get to see in my life the gates open and millions of winged ones step out, blink in the sunlight and go out to open a new life, in the dairy industry.

These are not alive, Photo: Ancho Gush / Ginny

cucumber

At the spring fair held at the girls' school they sold all sorts of nice things.

I already had a dream catcher, so I bought a cucumber seedling at the agriculture teacher's stand.

Five shekels.

I got home, planted in a wide planter, in good soil, put a small bamboo ladder that the cucumber could climb on, and waited.

I have a patience for plants.

I can stare at a fruit or a continuous vegetable as it blooms until it ripens.

It calms me down and fills my time.

So I arranged a chair next to the cucumber bush and waited.

And did not have to wait long.

Soon the bush began to crawl, found the ladder and climbed it.

And here he brings out flowers, yellow and handsome, and at the end of each flower a small cucumber.

I was filled with joy and hope.

Here I grow my food and family food alone, no need to woo jade that will keep me on the cucumber side for my taste, from the crunchy, tight and watery ones, beautiful to a salad and just a snack.

In my imagination trucks are parked in front of my house, and I am loading crates of cucumbers with the trademark of Gilad cucumbers on them, and customers all over the country are waiting by the jade for the truck to arrive.

But reality, as usual, slapped me in the face.

The little cucumber suddenly turned yellow, and he died.

And the one that grew after him - here's a flower, here's a cucumber embryo - oh, an abortion.

And the bush is growing, conquering mountains and valleys on my porch, with fleshy leaves, its stems thick, and its fruits not ripening but withering and falling off.

I turned to an agriculture teacher who fraudulently sold me the seedling.

Told me - ahhh!

You do not pollinate the flowers!

The global bee crisis is giving its signals in your bush, and you must take a thin brush and pollinate the flower, otherwise the fruit will not ripen.

Well, temporarily in my hands temporarily, so I pulled a brush from the girls' brush box and started pollinating.

Every morning I get up at sunrise, go out, see if there is a new flower, touch its pollen gently with a brush and pray he does not feel I am not a bee.

I also hum a little, that the illusion will be complete.

And so, from a TV presenter I became in one month a pollinator of cucumbers.

Every profession respects its owner, and certainly a profession that requires such a high level of professionalism and perseverance.

So far no cucumber has come out of it, it will take time I guess, but in the meantime I am discovering the magic of fertilizing with cucumber brushes.

An almost intimate experience.

So if your cucumber is also small and dry - a little brush from above, and it will work out.

A word from the agriculture teacher.

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