It was 42 years ago this August, in late summer 1977, that Egyptian President Anwar Sadat contemplated the unthinkable. Hero of the Arab world after his surprise assault on Israel in the Yom Kippur War four years earlier, Sadat considered something once unimaginable: he would go to Israel, the first and most significant Arab leader to do so, and would be willing to call Israel “Israel,” not “Jewish-occupied Palestine,” and even recognize Israel’s right to exist.
It was a bold rebuke of the infamous “Three Nos” of Khartoum that the Arab nations, under Egypt’s leadership, had laid down 10 years earlier: no peace with Israel, no recognition of Israel, no negotiations with Israel.
Sadat entered the Knesset that November and offered an olive branch. For this, eventually codified in the Camp David Accords, Anwar Sadat gave his life. He was a martyr to the cause of peace with Israel.
The example of Sadat struck me more than once this August as we’ve watched Rashida Tlaib’s spectacle. The congresswoman sought entry into the Jewish homeland but was spurned by Israel’s Prime Minister Benjamin Netanyahu, who rightly views Tlaib as no friend of Israel.
The episode came about when Democrat and Republican members of Congress were given the ability to visit Israel through AIPAC over the August recess in order to strengthen the special relationship between America and Israel. Tlaib and Ilhan Omar, proclaimers of peace, are backed by the Boycott, Divestment, and Sanctions (BDS) movement against Israel — or what BDS calls “Israel’s apartheid rule” in “Occupied Palestinian Territory.”
Understanding that boycotts are technical acts of belligerence, to the point that they are banned in the bilateral peace agreements signed between Israel and Egypt and Jordan, among others, Netanyahu barred Tlaib and Omar from entering in accordance with Israeli law, which prohibits entry to any individual who “knowingly issues a call for boycotting Israel.”
It was a bravo show of strength by Bibi, and one fully justified.
In a tweet, Donald Trump praised Israel, no doubt incensing the easily incensed Rashida Tlaib.
On August 15, the congresswoman tried a more conciliatory tone. She sent a note to the Israeli government on official congressional letterhead: “I would like to request admittance to Israel in order to visit my relatives, and specifically my grandmother, who is in her 90s and lives in Beit Ur al-Fouqa. This could be my last opportunity to see her. I will respect any restrictions and will not promote boycotts against Israel during my visit.”
An empathic Israel granted Tlaib a humanitarian visa to visit her grandmother. Yes, the Israeli government reversed course. And yet, Tlaib bristled, erupted, insisting she was now too humiliated to accept.
Tlaib responded with a bitter statement saying she would not go to Israel. She also brandished the Left’s favorite weapon, the race card: “In my attempt to visit Palestine, I’ve experienced the same racist treatment that many Palestinian-Americans endure when encountering the Israeli government,” Tlaib fumed. “I have therefore decided not to travel to Palestine and Israel at this time.” The suffering Tlaib mourned the loss inflicted by the cruel Zionists: “Visiting my grandmother under these oppressive conditions meant to humiliate me would break my grandmother’s heart.”
The Persecuted One went on, tweeting, “Silencing me & treating me like a criminal is not what she wants for me. It would kill a piece of me. I have decided that visiting my grandmother under these oppressive conditions stands against everything I believe in — fighting against racism, oppression & injustice.”
For its part, Israel fired back, with the interior minister stating, “I authorized this humanitarian trip, but it turns out that it was a provocation to embarrass Israel. Her hatred for Israel overcomes her love for her grandmother.”
This prompted still more rage and tears from the Wounded One: “I can’t allow the State of Israel to take away that light by humiliating me & use my love for my sity [grandmother] to bow down to their oppressive & racist policies.” She cried: “My sity wanted to pick figs w/ me. I broke down reading this.”
Netanyahu, now in the new role of Fig Miser, had ruined the reunion. He is no doubt a fig racist.
What a shame.
Tragically, neither the delightful Tlaib nor the winsome Omar will grace the Holy Land with their beneficence.
The persecution of Rashida Tlaib. Victim. Martyr. Again.
Only seven months into Congress, this is already a familiar pattern with Rep. Tlaib. The woman is a curious psychological-ideological case. She rolls verbal hand grenades at political enemies and then screams foul and literally pouts when her detractors dare shoot back.
She stood next to supporters — and her child — shortly after her January swearing-in ceremony and vowed of President Trump before a packed room of whooping liberals, “We’re gonna impeach the motherf—er!”
Such Tlaibian displays of elegance and grace are something we haters are expected to welcome and, most of all, not criticize — lest tears fill the cloudy eyes of the charming Ms. Tlaib. Victim. Martyr.
A few months later, Tlaib sat aside Miss Democratic Socialist USA, Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez, eyes welling yet again with emotion, as the pair blasted the inhumanity of Gen. Trump’s border detention centers. This stunt came just after AOC had the audacity to compare those centers to Nazi concentration camps, where Jews were turned into soap and lampshades. When Donald Trump fired back via his Twitter account, Tlaib yet again, along with AOC, the demure Omar, and Ayanna Pressley, appeared on television as distraught victim of Trump the Visigoth.
Tlaib. Suffering Victim. Persecuted Martyr.
Rashida Talib is the progressive Left’s Lady of Sorrows, albeit with an uncanny ability to sob one moment and then pivot to denouncing a foe as a motherf—er the next.
Do not cry for Rashida, America. Rather, brace yourselves, as the weeping Tlaib returns again soon in another artless self-portrayal as victim and martyr.