Ariel Sharon–Even Now, More Relevant Than Ever

I love sports.  Whether it is basketball, hockey or Hamas and Fatah enjoying a healthy competition of target shooting at each other, there is nothing like enjoying a peaceful night at a home with a soda, a sandwich, a bag of chips, and the game of the week. I only wish Ariel Sharon, felled by a stroke and lying in a coma in an Israeli hospital bed, was healthy and able to see the beauty that was the sheer brilliance of his Gaza pullout plan.

I have always been an admirer of Ariel Sharon. His career is further evidence that only those engaging in willful blindness choose to ignore the effectiveness in warfare of overwhelming brute force. Diplomacy is for rational peoples, such as the Russians during the cold war. Palestinians as a whole put on their war paint when Israelis offer peace overtures, and they come to the peace table when the Israeli Defense Force pummels them into their deserved submission.

Ariel Sharon’s nickname is “The Bulldozer.” Had he been allowed to go straight into Damascus, Syria would now be the prettiest most lush 50,000 hole golf course it was meant to be. The problem was (and somebody should explain this to Nancy Pelosi), there can only be one chief. Ariel Sharon was not the decision maker. Ariel Sharon had to watch his military heroics go to waste as other Prime Ministers, some of which who were not fit to shine his shoes, tried to make peace with those warm and fuzzy genocidal lunatics known as Palestinians. Ariel Sharon alone understood that the only solution to the Palestinian problem was a military solution. Then came the Gaza pullout proposal.

Ariel Sharon shocked the world and announced that he was going to voluntarily withdraw all Israeli citizens from the Gaza Strip, which Israel rightfully won in a 1967 war against the redundant concept of murderous Arab nations.

Ariel Sharon’s lifelong critics became his supporters, and those who loved him burned him in effigy. I maintain a lonely position that everybody was wrong to switch their views, and that the original perceptions that defined his career were accurate, and unchanged. I am absolutely 100% against trading land for peace. You win a war, you keep the land. Period. However, I supported the Gaza pullout for one and only one reason. I trusted Ariel Sharon. Bulldozers do not become liberals overnight. He did not go dovish at all.

7500 Jews were living among 1.5 million Palestinians. They were 7500 death sentences waiting to happen. Ariel Sharon had an obligation to protect them. He was now the Prime Minister, and the decision was his. His bold career was about to get bolder. He ordered the 7500 settlers to withdraw, to reduce friction with the Palestinians.

The right wing called him a turncoat. How could the military hero give up land? He had sold Israel out, like all the rest before him that talked tough and caved under pressure. Or had he? What if the brilliant military tactician had one last brilliant strategy up his sleeve? Think about it for a moment. Get the Jewish targets out of the way to safety, and then let the Palestinians kill each other. In addition, he could not eliminate the Palestinian problem by himself, but if Palestine became a separate nation and then attacked Israel Proper, Sharon could engage in all out war and obliterate them.

Some may say my scenario is farfetched, and gives Sharon too much credit. I maintain that his whole career benefited Israel, and he was owed the benefit of the doubt. Get the Jews to safety, let the Palestinians descend into civil war, and then take the land back. Israel might not have even needed to take it back. The Palestinians might mess things up so badly (after all that is what they do) that they would beg for Israeli control. After all, even lunatics can be pragmatic from time to time. Every Arab nation had murdered or evicted them (I wonder why, they are so delightful, and instability can make for excitement), and Israel allowed them to live.

Ariel Sharon was loathed by the left for using force rather than singing kumbaya with the Palestinians. He became reviled by the right for selling them out. He ended up embraced by the center, and was well on his way to reelection as the head of the new Kadima (forward) party before his stroke felled him. While his rival Yassir “That’s my baby terrorist” Arafat died in humiliation and disgrace (most likely from Aids, given his propensity to have sex with his male bodyguards, as well as the occasional mountain goat), Ariel Sharon is destined for historical greatness.

If only he could see his brilliance today. Hamas and Fatah are killing each other. Every day this happens is a day they are distracted from killing Jews. I would prefer they be suicidal to homicidal. Heck, I would give them the dynamite myself if they would stay away from Israelis and other Jews. They believe violent death is glorious. I say let them achieve that glory. Everybody wins. They get to die, and normal humans everywhere get to be rid of this cancer that has never contributed anything positive to this world.

What if enough Palestinians opt for peace, and become normal? Well then Jews still win, because that is one less hostile neighbor. I prefer they live peacefully than die violently, but if they refuse to live peacefully, I prefer they die violently amongst themselves than near Jews. In the same way sober people are not obligated to save every alcoholic or drug addict, I as a peace loving person do not have an obligation to save every murderous zealot in the hopes I can change them.

Ariel Sharon was a battle hardened warrior. He will be with God’s angels one day. In the meantime, his plan is working perfectly. Hamas and Fatah will do to each other what Palestinians do. How could Ariel Sharon predict this? Maybe because Palestinians killing something is like saying water is wet, or the sun rises in the East. It’s a given. If it is not that painfully obvious, then credit Ariel Sharon for his brilliant strategy. He saved another 7500 Jews, and the least Jews everywhere can do is thank him while he is still alive. Pray for him, and honor him as the hero that he is.

Ok, back to watching sports. The basketball game is slow, the hockey game is riveting, and Fatah and Hamas are fighting to the death…their deaths. I feel not an ounce of sympathy for them. They feel nothing for me, and this is a problem of their own making. This is not a tragedy. It is dinner theatre. They are two pipsqueaks fighting their last battle before they drift into irrelevance. As for Ariel Sharon, he is more relevant…and right…than ever.

eric

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