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Since the Israel-Hamas war broke out, we have witnessed Israel’s long arm of counter-terrorism operations. Two examples were the assassination of a Hamas leader with a well-placed rocket through a window and a raid into a Palestinian hospital and more. Unlike the aerial assassination, the hospital raid required boots in the hallways.
The bravery of the IDF, Shin Bet, and police YAMAM counter-terrorism squads is unmatched. Yet both of these events reminded me in some respects of the death of another terrorist in October 1995 — Fathi Shikaki, leader of Palestine Islamic Jihad (PIJ).
In April of that year, my 20-year-old daughter, Alisa, was riding on a bus near the Jewish community of Kfar Darom in Gaza. Alisa was on what she thought would be a three-day vacation before Passover. In a phone call to me while waiting for her bus in Jerusalem, which would be the first leg of her journey, she told me she “wanted to get a few days in the sun” before the holiday. It would be the last time we spoke.
She never completed that bus journey because a van parked alongside the road outside the gates to Kfar Darom suddenly sped from the shoulder of the road and struck the bus on its right side. The driver then ignited a massive bomb packed inside the van.
PIJ took credit for the attack in a series of messages relayed to the media and to a college professor in the United States. (I would learn later that PIJ did not act alone; the bomb was made by Hamas’s master bomber, Yayha Ayyash, “the engineer,” who himself would be assassinated in early 1996.)
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t was a Friday afternoon in October that same year when Shikaki stepped out of a hotel on the Mediterranean island of Malta. Two men on a motorcycle (likely part of Israel’s post-Munich massacre long arm of retribution, although no one claimed credit) stopped opposite him and shot him at point-blank range.
It was suggested to me that I might find some sense of justice in the death of this man. My understanding was that Shikaki’s death was carried out by Israel’s long arm of retribution (think post-Munich massacre). Certainly the murder of Alisa and seven others at Kfar Darom was worthy of an effort to track down and eliminate the head of PIJ.
Word of the assassination and its link to Alisa’s murder resulted in my being interviewed by a New York City news station. I must have looked like a deer in the headlights when asked for my feelings about Shikaki’s death; all I could think of saying was “I am not going to sit shiva for him.”
Other terrorists have died at the hands of the IDF and Israeli agents.
After blame for the recent drone attack that killed one of Hamas’s senior leaders, Saleh al-Arouri, was quickly placed by Hamas supporters at Israel’s feet, the social media response was interesting. His mother related that she was grateful he died as a martyr — which was his “hope,” she said. A video was posted, allegedly showing an IDF soldier handing out candy, as is frequently done in Palestinian areas when Israelis are murdered in terror attacks.
Comments from the pro-Israel side got me thinking about the issue I raise. From a limited reading of coverage in Israeli media, I came across these comments: “Whoever did the bombing, may they be more successful bombing the rest of the leadership of Iran,” “It’s a good day when terrorists die,” “What good news. More please.” “Wonderful news, just delightful – and long overdue.” And “Mazal tov.”
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o what are we supposed to feel when someone responsible for the deaths of Israeli civilians meets his own end?
Many years ago, I was puzzled by the different Hallel we say on the first days of Passover and on chol hamoed. Hallel, which praises G-d, is typically 18 paragraphs. On chol hamoed Passover it’s shortened to ten, while throughout Sukkot (including its chol hamoded), the full Hallel is recited. I am not the only person who has asked why there is a difference; the question has been discussed for centuries.
There is a legalistic approach to the differences. On Sukkot the number of sacrifices offered in the Temple are set forth separately in the Torah (thus we think of each day as a separate holiday deserving its own obligation to recite Hallel). On Passover, however, the Torah says about the sacrifices, “Similarly shall you do each day for seven days.” In the words of Rabbi Basil Herring, “It is as if each day of Passover is merely an extension of the first” day and therefore the subsequent days do not require a recital of the full Hallel.
There is also a spiritual approach.
The Talmud relates the Children of Israel crossing through the Sea of Reeds and assembling on the other side. Moses composed a song; Miriam did, too; and the Children of Israel were joyful about the drowning of the Egyptians in the sea.
The Talmud relates that the heavenly angels also began to sing praises, when a heavenly voice thunders and says, “Stop your celebration, the Egyptians are my children, too.” While a full Hallel is appropriate on the first days of Passover, in commemoration of that voice, we diminish our joy of the holiday by saying a shorter version during chol hamoed.
When the Almighty punishes murderers, we can rejoice — but not by jumping for joy or extending a mazal tov to the IDF. As despicable and vile as terrorists such as Fathi Shikaki, Yahya Ayash and Saleh al-Arouri were, we should not celebrate their deaths. Heaven doesn’t want us to.
