...And the conversation somehow drifted to 'Al Tishali Oti'. Declared one blogger, "If I was the sabra, I wouldn't post so cryptically'. "If I was the sabra", said another, "I wouldn't use so many Hebrew & Yiddish words." Another blogger chimed in, "If I owned 'Al Tishali Oti', I would be more consistent with colors n content." "I wouldn't be sarcastic to commenters", muttered another, darkly. One blogger added not. "I have nothing to say, for 'To know the sabra is to be the sabra'."
Will they say of her, when she goes, that she was never really here?
Will they say that while she was everywhere, she was really nowhere?
Did everything but nothing? Plowed, planted, even reaped but never tasted her crops? Will she taste her crops only once she goes?
Will they say of her, when she goes, that everyone knew her but nobody did?
That she smiled, laughed, joked and cried with all but always all alone?
Will they miss her if they never had her?
Will the world miss her if it never had her?
Will they say of her, when she goes, that she finally found her place and her home?
In the words of the Gemara: "If the elders tell you to destroy and the youngsters say to build, destroy and don't build, for the destruction of the elders is actually building, and the building of the youngsters is actually destroying." (from an article by the brilliant r' aron moss )