On top of this article is the humanitarian posing jubilantly in 2008 with Hamas prime minister Ismail Haniyeh. Hamas, among much else, is the perpetrator of scores of suicide bombings, and its charter quotes the Koranic scripture that “The time will not come until Muslims will fight the Jews (and kill them); until the Jews hide behind rocks and trees, which will cry: O Muslim! There is a Jew hiding behind me, come on and kill him!”
If, after the Gaza War that ended in January 2009, there was a relative lull in Palestinian anti-Israeli terror, things have picked up again lately with constant rocket and mortar attacks and some other, particularly appalling incidents. Last month, in the Itamar community in the West Bank, members of an Israeli family—the mother, father, and three children aged 11, four, and three months—were stabbed to death, the baby nearly beheaded. A week ago Hamas deliberately fired from Gaza an antitank rocket at an Israeli schoolbus; it killed a sixteen-year-boy, and could have killed a few dozen children had the bus—by chance—not been almost empty at the time.
But none of this in any way undermined Vittorio Arrigoni’s “solidarity.” This comes as no surprise when one sees his Facebook page of vile anti-Israeli cartoons.
In a YouTube video Arrigoni said, “I come from a partisan family. My grandfathers fought and died struggling against an occupation, another occupation. It was the Nazi-Fascist one. For this reason, probably, in my DNA, there are particles that push me to struggle.”
But if, actually, there was something in Arrigoni’s “DNA,” it was continuing the Fascists’ and the Nazis’ work. Of the 45,000 Jews living in Italy under Mussolini’s anti-Semitic laws in 1938, about 8,000 eventually died in Nazi camps, 7,000 fled, and 30,000 survived in hiding. Israel was established in 1948, in part, as a haven for refugees and survivors of the Holocaust. By 1960 fully one-quarter of Israel’s then-two million citizens were Holocaust survivors.
But for Vittorio Arrigoni, it was unacceptable that there should be a haven or a state for Jews anywhere in the world, and he sailed from Italy to Gaza to join Islamic terrorists in working to destroy it. Emblematic of the young Western-bred totalitarian, thirty years ago he would more likely have gone to work in Fidel Castro’s sugar cane fields; today, those of Arrigoni’s ilk are more typically drawn to the jihad.
Vittorio Arrigoni, though, was one acolyte who found out that it is not pleasant to be attacked by Islamic terrorists. Normally in such cases I feel compassion. Not in this one.
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