Saturday 9th September 2006 was my first night in Yaffo.
Israeli Politics is Complicated.
Arab Politics is more Complicated.
Politics in Yaffo is most Complicated.27th April 2007 Friday we had a big march in support of sruggle against destroying homes in Yaffo.
Yossi Beilin Yael Dayan Ran Cohen and about 200 Meretz people joined in to over 1000 Marchers in Ajami and Gebalyah area. New Organisation called Vaada Ammamit that united all supporting groups.
28th June 2007.
Asaf and Einat got married at "Lauren's Gallery" in the Old City.
Asaf warned me "Without Politics"...
It was a Perfect wedding but I would not get married there as it is was a bit too much "Andromeda Style" there were Fireworks and Moazin in the background but otherwise not much Arab Culture. Greek Music that reminds of Yaffo in the Sixtie's.
And they had Rekanati Wine... I drank Golan Gamla Cabernet Sauvignon, The said they had Dalton in the Large Celler.
I liked the Old Photo's of Family Weddings. Busayna would probably not feel comfortable there.
4th July 2007, The Adassi house was demolished in Ajami. Disgusting.
My 58th Birthday in JaffaLast year I could not celebrate my birthday in the middle of the war in Lebanon
Saturday I invited some friends to "Paul's". Tali Fahima was first to come.
Friday there was a long article about Tali in Maariv. Earlier an interview on Galey Zahal with Yael Dan.
Illa Eyal and Lillo came later. My new Nokia 6070 takes simple pictures like this with Tali taken by Eyal.
18th August 2007 Saturday Evening
"Leilot Yaffo - Jaffa Nights"Artist:
Bob MarleyAlbum:
UprisingTitle:
Redemption SongOld pirates, yes, they rob i;
Sold i to the merchant ships,
Minutes after they took i
From the bottomless pit.
But my hand was made strong
By the 'and of the almighty.
We forward in this generation
Triumphantly.
Won't you help to sing
These songs of freedom? -
'cause all i ever have:
Redemption songs;
Redemption songs.
Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery;
None but ourselves can free our minds.
Have no fear for atomic energy,
'cause none of them can stop the time.
How long shall they kill our prophets,
While we stand aside and look? ooh!
Some say it's just a part of it:
We've got to fulfil de book.
Won't you help to sing
These songs of freedom? -
'cause all i ever have:
Redemption songs;
Redemption songs;
Redemption songs.
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/guitar break/
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Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery;
None but ourselves can free our mind.
Wo! have no fear for atomic energy,
'cause none of them-a can-a stop-a the time.
How long shall they kill our prophets,
While we stand aside and look?
Yes, some say it's just a part of it:
We've got to fulfil de book.
Won't you help to sing
Dese songs of freedom? -
'cause all i ever had:
Redemption songs -
All i ever had:
Redemption songs:
These songs of freedom,
Songs of freedom.
9th September 2007.
A year in Yaffo. At Meretz I saw Al Gores
"An Inconveniant Truth".
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/An_Inconvenient_TruthAl Gore says that we should not give up and put pressure on the politicians
about Global Warming and Green Issues.
15th May 2006 Naqba.It was Lag Baomer but I went to Jaffa and went to a Naqba Memorial meeting
where they had a Movie about sad Naqba. I heard about it at Yaffa Cafe.
Later I read Mahmoud Darwish who visited Haifa.
In tribute to
Mahmoud Darwish:
From one sky to another the dreamers passAnd we left our childhood to the butterfly
When we left a few drops of olive oil on the stair.
But we forgot to greet the mint everywhere
And we forgot to secretly greet our tomorrow.
The ink of midday was white, were it not for the butterfly's book fluttering around us.
Butterfly! Sister of yourself, be what you desire before and also after my nostalgia.
Let me be your wing so that my madness might remain fevered.
Butterfly, born of yourself, don't let others decide my fate, don't abandon me.
From one sky to another the dreamers pass - the butterfly's attendants carry mirrors of water.
We could be what we should be.
From one sky to another the dreamers pass.
The butterfly spins in the garment on a needle of light.
The butterfly is born of herself and dances in the flame of her tragedy.
Half phoenix, what befell her befell us: An obscure similarity between light and fire – and between two paths.
No. our love is neither foolishness nor wisdom. And thus, from one sky to another the dreamers pass and pass and pass forever.
The butterfly is water longing to fly. It filters from the sweat of young girls and grows into a cloud of memory.
The butterfly is what the poem can't say. She is so light that it breaks words, as dreams break dreamers.
Let it be, and let our tomorrow be present with us.
Let our past be present with us.
Let our day present in the feast of this day set for the butterfly's celebration
So the dreamers may pass safely from one sky to another as from one sky to another the dreamers pass.
Mahmoud Darwish – why have you left the horse alone?
