The Har Nof synagogue murderers could have easily exacted much greater casualties. Certainly, East Jerusalem, from whence they hailed, has plenty available machine guns. So why did they use butcher knives? Because ISIS has made them chic again!
Abbas is no ISIS. He foolishly is trying to ride the religious tidal wave sweeping the Middle East. The question is: can he disembark the surf board safely, or will he drown? The current Islamist fervor has created a dangerous genie. It won’t be easy putting it back in the bottle.
Fatah, Abbas’ party, has long been considered the secular and moderate faction of Palestinian politics. But lately Fatah’s support among Palestinians has sunk to new lows. Desperate to find a cause to revive his political fortunes, Abbas needed a crisis to get attention.
Since 1967, the area atop the Temple Mount, known to Muslims as the Holy Sanctuary, is administered by the Waqf, a religious authority appointed by the king of Jordan. Jews are allowed to visit, but not pray there. But now, several Israeli politicians are pushing to allowiJewish prayers.
All too aware of the explosive nature of any change to the status quo at the holy sites, Netanyahu and much of the Israeli leadership said, “No dice.” (I am not arguing whether he is right or wrong; topic for another Post.)
Yet the failed legislative attempts handed Abbas the pretext for the comeback issue he so craved. He started calling on Palestinians to defend the Mosques. Simultaneously, the Palestinian ambassador at the U.N. convened the Security Council to end supposed Jewish “assaults” on Muslim holy sites (and, since a big lie works best, on Christian sites as well.)
With ISIS YouTube videos of triumphant throat-slashers exciting imaginations and the incitement by Abbas, some of the “faithful” are using axes and knives. But Abbas better be careful. In this ever-spiraling one-upmanship of Moslem groups vying to be more fanatical than the next, whose to say that Abbas’ neck doesn’t have infidel written all over it?
One of the congregants , Aryeh Kupinsky (of blessed memory), from the Har Nof synagogue was quite a mensch , lets see some of his accomplishments during his lifetime.
Aryeh was born in the USA to Dr. Bracha Kupinsky and Rabbi Dr. Shlomo Kupinsky in Rhode Island, the third child of five.
Aryeh moved to Israel with his family at the age of 11 in the summer of 1982 to the community of Kiryat Arba. He learned in Kerem Beyavne and then to the Yeshiva “Heichal Hatorah” under Rav Tzvi Kushlevski. He also served in the IDF in the Rabbinate in the Casualty Identification Unit, ZAKA. He also learned in various Kollelim and served as a Kashrus Supervisor.
Aryeh married his wife, Yaakova in 1994 and lived in Har Nof. They had 6 children: Eliyahu, Chayah Chanah z”l, Yitzchak, Devorah, Miriam and Yehoshua. Two years ago they lost their beloved daughter Chayah Chanah z”l who died in her sleep at the age of 13.
Volunteering and chessed were part of his essence.
He was known throughout his community as the one to offer help whenever help was needed. When community members had events, he would be there to help every step of the way – setting up, cutting kugel, helping throughout the event and staying until after cleanup and reorganization of the hall .
In the past he served as volunteer crossing guard and helped the children of his community get safely to school. Lately he founded a free loan society of freezers in memory of his daughter, Chaya Chana z”l, for families celebrations and events. He would transport the freezers himself by foot for each special occasion.
He volunteered in the in the Shul he loved where the attack took place, with acts such as organizing sefarim, taking care of geniza, and setting up tables and chairs.
Aryeh was dedicated to his family and all that he encountered. He expressed a true concern for others and would offer to help with their problems. He approached every person with “How can I help you?”
He had a joyous smile on his face which all could see particularly with the holiday of Purim. To bring Simcha during the month of Adar, he used to dress up as a clown on Rosh Chodesh Adar while cross-guarding the street, the past 2 years handing out candies in memory of his daughter, Chaya Chana A”H. Anybody who met Aryeh was infected by his radiant smile, his love of his fellow friend and his abundant acts of chessed.
His death will leave a vacuum among the family and community.
May his memory always be a blessing!……………Baruch Dayan HaEmet “