I Surrender...

I try not to be defeatist; not to give up hope. I try to believe that it will all be okay. I really do. I do believe I have faith and I do trust God. And having said all of that, I hate to introduce a "but" in there...but...

I surrender. I just give up. I've been reading about the Munich massacre in 1972. Only weeks before it happened, I had come to the conclusion, at 12 years old (the age my youngest daughter is now) that I wanted to live in Israel. I watched the Israelis march into the stadium with the Israeli flag and my heart soared - that was my flag! I was proud of the American flag; I really was, but my heart was already Israeli.

And then the report of an infiltration in the Olympic village. The Israelis. The hostage situation and the bungled rescue. A report that the Israelis were safe...and such relief...and then utter and complete shock that not one had survived...not one of the hostages. It would be only later we would learn of the incredible, criminal incompetence of the German police and "rescue" squad.

For weeks now, I've been posting and writing about the International Olympic Committee's pathetic, disgusting and disturbing decision not to grant one moment, sixty seconds, of silence in memory of the Israeli athletes murdered in Munich - not once...in forty years. And today, I read an article about the heightened security concerns. Days after Israelis were attacked in Bulgaria, I surrender.

In London, Israel’s Olympic team of 38 athletes is training under tight security at the Olympic village, and British forces have even placed surface-to-air missiles at six locations.

 --Reports Israel National News

More than 17,000 troops and 7000 private security guards will protect the London Olympic Park and 26 other venues, with a further 12,500 police patrolling city streets in a series of "rings of steel".