Showing posts with label fireworks. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fireworks. Show all posts
May 3, 2022
the minhag is to fight about it
The big debate today is the government decision to minimize or limit the fireworks displays on Yom Haatzmaut this week. The reason for the decision is to show sensitivity to our IDF veterans, among others, who suffer from PTSD and the like who get triggered by the explosions of the fireworks displays.
I dont personally have a strong opinion either way. I get the idea of being sensitive to the people suffering who are the ones who fought for our ability to be here, and I also get the opposition to curtailing a normal form of celebration because "a few people" can't handle it, let alone the suspicion some are accusing the government of - canceling the fireworks as a way of toning down celebrations so as not to upset the Arabs... I really dont know which way to go, and I really hope that the accusation of there being more to it with weakness at its core is false.
The thing that is most interesting is the people fighting and screaming loudest about this decision and accusing Bennett's government of being weak and spineless actually proposed this exact law this past January, to minimize fireworks in favor of soldiers suffering PTSD. The most right wing MKs signed on to the law proposal but are now screaming that Bennett is spineless for acting on the same idea.
And my friend Ben pointed out aptly that so many screamed about how the allowing of chametz on Pesach in the hospitals is triggering and will cause distress to religious people and just the sight of someone else's chametz might treif up the entire hospital and make people refuse medical care and send people into shock are now scoffing at the idea that fireworks explosions might trigger actual PTSD in suffering soldiers and veterans and saying it is a ruse..
It turns out, like the old joke, the minhag is to fight about everything no matter what you actually believe should be done
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Jul 5, 2007
How I almost blew myself up once
This post has been inspired by Jacob Da Jew's post on the topic.
I remember we used to buy all these illegal fireworks. One year my brother and I bought a few things and it included, for the first time ever, a quarter stick of dynamite.
We went to the park during the night, so it was pretty empty. The park is a big one with a few large residential buildings of condominiums on the other end.
We found an empty garbage can, one of those metal circular types. We were pretty nervous about this dynamite, not knowing what it could do. We lit it and threw it in the can.
After a few moments nothing happened. Of course, as kids do, we did what nobody should ever do. We went to look at why it did not go off. We stick our heads into the can. Sure enough the fuse was still burning and was nearing the end.
We ran, but we were still pretty close to the can when it finally went off. I remember being lifted into the air and being thrown to the side with all the wind being knocked out of me. It looked to us like the building at the other side of the park were shaking, but that, thinking back, was probably just a kids imagination after the excitement and shock.
We picked ourselves up and drove off as fast as we could!! We were afraid we would be in so much trouble!
I wonder if any of my brothers remember that one...and if they remember the story the same way as I do..
I remember we used to buy all these illegal fireworks. One year my brother and I bought a few things and it included, for the first time ever, a quarter stick of dynamite.
We went to the park during the night, so it was pretty empty. The park is a big one with a few large residential buildings of condominiums on the other end.
We found an empty garbage can, one of those metal circular types. We were pretty nervous about this dynamite, not knowing what it could do. We lit it and threw it in the can.
After a few moments nothing happened. Of course, as kids do, we did what nobody should ever do. We went to look at why it did not go off. We stick our heads into the can. Sure enough the fuse was still burning and was nearing the end.
We ran, but we were still pretty close to the can when it finally went off. I remember being lifted into the air and being thrown to the side with all the wind being knocked out of me. It looked to us like the building at the other side of the park were shaking, but that, thinking back, was probably just a kids imagination after the excitement and shock.
We picked ourselves up and drove off as fast as we could!! We were afraid we would be in so much trouble!
I wonder if any of my brothers remember that one...and if they remember the story the same way as I do..
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