I had something of a treat the other day.
That is, I haven't had it yet, but I will as
soon as I get in a cooking mood.

The first new potatoes of the year has
come to my grocers. And this year, in
addition to the local crop, there's some
very nice goods from Israel. I now have
enough potatoes to last me for a while,
buying far more than I really needed.
But hey, when they start to wrinkle up
and grow appendages, I can just plant
them behind the house. Taters are user-
friendly.

And buying Israeli ones gives you a very
particular sense of satisfaction: it is a small,
personal slap in the face of Arafat, the
murderous islamics and their rabid leftist
fellow-travellers. Come to think of it, isn't
it funny how the left, the Arabs and the
Nazist movement seem to be increasingly
joined at the hip? If you want to find a
European anti-semite, look in the left bin.
Labour? Lots of them, and in power
positions. Left of Labour? Crawling and
teeming like roaches.

Anyway. Buyer satisfaction is a great thing.
A store carrying goods from Israel (or the
US), in addition to our local Norwegian stuff,
gets two thumbs up in my book. Which means
that I'll use it. A shop conspiciously empty of
same gets a thumb down. Too much of that,
and I'll not darken their door again. And
contrary to what the wild-eyed thugs screaming
for boycotts of Israeli goods may think,
businesses tend to listen to their customers and
not placard-carrying, keffyah-wearing welfare
cases with a spittle-control problem.

But I got a bit curious as to where the stuff
I get comes from. It seems that this early
spring crop comes from three areas:
Beit Shaan, Sharon and Besor. Off
I went, poking at the web with my trusty
Google. Of course I got sidetracked. In
Beit Shaan.

The kibbutz of Sde Eliyahu in Beit Shaan
not only grows potatoes. It also grows fish.
A particular kind of fish, the Tilapia. That's
twice I've stumbled across the Tilapia fish
in two days.

The first was on a website by Paul Winchell,
the ventriloquist who invented the artificial
heart. Nix told me about him, so I had to see.
And that is one amazing individual of the
Hebrew persuasion. Sometime in the past
(it doesn't give a date and I've not gone
digging in congressional records), it seems
that Winchell tried to get a project running to
provide food for Africa. Basically, it was a very
good idea but it got no funding. The whole
story of Winchell's Tilapia project is well worth
reading, here: The Tilapia Project".


© www.seliyahu.org.il (Click on pic for link)

Meanwhile, the Israelis are growing Tilapia,
and have done so for quite some time.
Providing food and making a difference.

The contrast when compared to the
"people" seeking a "state" in the area,
the "Palestinians", almost beggars belief.
Israel's priority is growing food. The
"Palestinians" priority is growing suicide
bombers. Guess which priority the EU
aligns itself with?

So now I've gone a fair bit off from where
I thought I was going with my potatoes.
Might as well have a look at my other
favourite place of late, Hebron.


© www.hebron.com

Hebron is the first Hebrew city in Israel.
It had existed for thousands of years when
Mohammed was only a bad premonition
of plagues to come, somewhere in the
genestream of his pagan ancestors. And
it was partly handed over to the islamics
in what is a too little known Clinton swindle.
Suffice to say that Clinton had learned well
from Carter, one of the most anti-semitic
presidents in US history and the shame of
the Nobel Committee. Well, a shame of
the Nobel Committee. They have dipped into
slime on too many occasions to have honor or
credibility left.

Still, the society of Hebron plugs on. The
other day, they celebrated the Israeli
independence day.


© www.hebron.com

Again, the contrast from the hateful grimace
of the "Arab street" is striking:



The difference between Israel and the
Arab world is, literally, between life and
death.

Not that that will make any difference to
the currently anti-semitic-to-the-core UN.
They will go on issuing resolutions
condemning life and celebrating death until
they get exactly what they ask for.

But that's a topic for a different day. Seeing
what I started out with here, who knows
where I'll end if I start on Kofi Annan?