Support From Jews But Not For Jews
by Arlene Peck
There was a time, in years gone by, when I was an easy target for every charity that needed a volunteer. If the Children of the World needed a cheerleader, I would get my bucket, stand on the street corner, and collect money for them. The same went for the Red Cross, neighborhood bake sales, and battered women's shelters. I marched for everybody.
Eventually, I felt pretty much burned out, a condition only exacerbated when I was asked to serve as a committee-woman by B'nai Brith, the national Jewish organization, and on the board of the Atlanta Jewish Welfare Federation. I could not believe the care, and effort expended in finding money for black children who were then able to attend summer camp or the layettes that the charity hospital in Atlanta purchased to send welfare children home with nice wardrobes.
And, these very same Jewish Federations advertise that the children of Latino mothers won't lack for anything. They arrange and pay for English lessons for her many children born across the border, and provide the new immigrants with food, housing, and hospital care. Further, these liberal Jewish groups at the same time allow Jewish Day Schools and Community Centers to close for lack of funding!
Over time, my anger with these misguided liberal leftists has grown. I am angry with fellow Jews who are clueless. Jews who haven't given a single thought to the fact that so many of their own in Israel, and here at home, need their "charity." They want to tend everybody'' garden, except their own.
Like so many others, I only have limited free time. So reality forced me to the conclusion that although it was nice to help the arts and all the cultural and city programs that asked for help, to do so would have burned me out completely and emptied my pocketbook within a very short period of time.
Actually, I sometimes wonder where all the money comes from to fill my mailbox on a daily basis with return address stickers, greeting cards, get well cards, seasonal and holiday cards, and, oh, let's not forget, those Easter or Xmas stickers, although neither is a big day around my house.
How crass of me to even remember, when being solicited for a donation to UNICEF, that they hate Israel and anything Jewish. These organizations are anti-Semitic, anti-Zionist, and anti-Israel. Actually, the same goes for the Red Cross. And, for the most part, all too often many of the children that I am supposed to send money to, in these third world countries, are baby Muslims who will be educated to grow up and kill the Zionists wherever they find them?
Jews founded and led the NAACP and were at the forefront of the Civil Rights Movement. And didn't we all support them? And what about the United Negro College Fund? Wasn't "a mind a terrible thing to waste?" We gave there, too. Is it asking too much for just a smidgen of support from these same people, or their offspring, many of whom benefited from our contributions but never give back?
Recently, I had occasion to meet that amazing woman, Dr. Wafa Sultana, whose comments about the Arabs during an interview on the Arab television station, Al-Jazeera were like "the shot fired around the world." One of her more insightful comments, concerning her childhood, is etched on my brain permanently.
Why is it that the Palestinians expect the West to help them, when they have been unwilling to recover the billions of aid dollars that Arafat stole from them over the years? And why is it that the Palestinians expect the West to help them, when their fellow Muslims in oil-rich Saudi Arabia, Kuwait, Iran, and Dubai, among others, have not stepped forward to assist their poor co-Arabists and co-religionists?
The West continues to feed them funds without demanding even a basic accountability. When will the West realize that so-called humanitarian aid goes largely into the pockets of a select few, for the salaries of killers posing as policemen and for weapons that kill Jews? Actually, I think they know. As apathy is the hallmark of the West, I, like any sensible Jew with a memory should, I can only conclude they just don't care.
Send them my money? I don't think so.
May 13, 2006 Arlene Peck is an internationally syndicated columnist, television talk show hostess, and most important, she tells the truth. She is the queen of political incorrectness in a world awash in lies and double-talk that often passes for journalism today. Arlene, I salute you!
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