When a Palestinian Comes to Culver City

Ari L. NoonanEditor's Essays

Culver City will have a front row seat on Sunday afternoon for a huge world event:

The former legal adviser and spokesperson for the Palestinian Authority speaks at 2 o’clock at the Culver-Palms United Methodist Church on Sepulveda.

This will be two days her old boss, the media-rehabilitated Mahmoud Abbas, the sanitized leader of the West Bank, asks the U.N. to grant Palestinians statehood. It is covered up now, but Abbas was a Holocaust denier.

I wonder how Diana Buttu will spin the New York events — her version and the truth will not pass within a mile of each other. She may as well stand at the microphone and read from Dr. Seuss. Or have Swishy mimic one of his 14 Steve Jobs speeches.

This will be a shenanigan to remember.

For 63 years and 4 months, Palestinians — they were called pedestrian Arabs in 1948 — have vehemently, childishly rejected a steady stream of statehood offers from the U.N. and from Israel.

The world has cheered volubly each time and spat in the faces of Jewish leaders for refusing to willingly pose like a statue in front of Arab terrorist guns and allow themselves to be mowed down so the terrorists could grab Israel, which has been their only deceptive goal.

The platter of an Arab state on the grounds of historic Palestine was granted to the terminally warring, inherently anti-Semitic Arabs in late 1947. Their territory dwarfed the piece granted to the Jews. The terrorists did not want the bigger bite, they wanted the whole land, though when speaking in English, every Arab leader above puberty lies about it.

But enough about stale Arabs.

We Jews are a giant part of the problem. At the luncheon table last Shabbos at my synagogue, my rabbi observed that historically we Jews deliberately have triggered many of our devastating crises. The remark was not insightful, original or rare.

I give you Sunday’s PLO show at Culver-Palms: It should not have eluded your eye that two of the three sponsors, bingo, are Jews — something called “Jewish Voice for Peace-Los Angeles” and “LA Jews for Peace.”

Didn’t see them at my synagogue last Shabbos, probably because these masquerading Jews only know the churches in their regions, not the shuls.

These are not just boys on the left who have a misdirected but well-intentioned beef with normal Jews. They are uncomfortable in the company of even vaguely religious Jews, even once-a-year Jews. That is why they hang with Arabs because they don’t want to be reminded of how far they have strayed.