Gideon Levy : A Day of Mourning Called Jerusalem Day
Today we are supposed to celebrate this day by law. No person of conscience can do this.
haaretz.com
One day Jerusalem Day will become a national day 
of mourning. The flags will be lowered to half-mast. The sirens will 
wail and Israelis will stand at attention in memory of their vanished 
dream. The 28th of Iyar will enter Israel’s mourning-day calendar, 
sandwiched between the Memorial Day for Fallen Soldiers and Tisha B’Av –
 a day to commemorate the destruction of the dream that falls before the
 day commemorating the destruction of the Temple.
                
On
 Jerusalem Day Israelis will mark the end of their 19 short years of 
innocence and the beginning of their state’s institutional, systematic 
malevolence. They won’t understand how for years they dared to celebrate
 the occupation day as a national holiday set by law and how they could 
see Jerusalem, the city symbolizing more than anything else their 
state’s tyranny and racism, as the object of their desire. When that 
happens, if it happens, we’ll know – society has recovered. It has 
recovered from its fatal disease.
                
Only
 a small portion of Israelis mark Jerusalem Day today. To most of them 
it means nothing, whether they’re secular, ultra-Orthodox or Arab. The 
belle of the ball also doesn’t really interest most Israelis. When was 
the last time you visited it for pleasure? When were you at the Western 
Wall? And why should you be?
                
This
 holiday was and remains the religious chauvinists’ holiday, celebrated 
by a bullying, screeching minority, who mark it in their characteristic 
manner. They celebrate Jerusalem’s only joy – gloating at others’ 
misfortunes – with a march of flags based wholly on the satisfaction of 
stomping on the remnants of dignity of the other nation to whom 
Jerusalem also belongs.
                
A
 poor city, filthy and neglected, which secular Jews leave as fast as 
they can, which the Palestinians cling to with all their meager strength
 and which religious, chauvinistic, extremist Jews have long taken over.
 It’s a city that sends its settler metastases into every Palestinian 
neighborhood, merely to bring misery, to dispossess, to oppress and to 
evict. And all this is done under the auspices of the authorities, 
including the judiciary, Israel’s most enlightened authority.
                
This
 is a blatantly binational city, which could have been a paradigm of 
coexistence in one democratic state, a sort of pilot for establishing 
relative justice. Instead it has been turned, due to Israeli greed for 
real estate and messianism, into the essence of Israeli dispossession, 
aggression, abuse and arrogance.
                
The
 day of “liberation” of this unbearable city, which is the day of its 
occupation, is the day that turned it into what it now is, a concrete 
monster and an occupation Moloch. Today we are supposed to celebrate 
this day by law. No person of conscience can do this.
                
I
 loved Jerusalem when I was young. Even in the short hangover period 
after the ‘67 orgy, which infected almost all of us, we were still 
captivated by its astounding beauty. At the time we still believed what 
they sold us – that the city was “liberated” and “united” forever and 
that the Viennese liberal, Teddy Kollek, was an enlightened conqueror.
                
But
 soon its beauty was mutilated beyond recognition, nothing remained, and
 the inevitable sobering began. Only the blind and ignorant can still 
enjoy it today. Who can take pleasure in visiting a city where the 
occupation screams from every stone?
                
With
 the most racist soccer team in the league and the most chauvinistic 
mayor in local government – neither by chance – Jerusalem has become the
 symbol of the occupation, the most convincing evidence of its 
apartheid. More than a third of Jerusalem’s residents — 37 percent — are
 Palestinians, who should have had equal rights, but are being 
subjugated in every possible way. It is no accident that here, of all 
places, is where the desperate uprising of loners was born, the third 
intifada.
                
It
 could have been different. Had Israel recognized the Palestinians as 
equals to the Jews and the Palestinian people as having equal rights in 
the city, today we’d have a different Jerusalem and a different Israel. 
But Israel never overcame the temptation. Forty-nine years ago today it 
conquered part of the city and since then has done everything to turn it
 into a moral ruins.
                
And this is what we’ll be mourning one day, on Jerusalem Day.
                

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