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An interesting two days
I was not happy to be called up for reserve (miluim) for a number of reasons.
#1 It meant going back to a unit I was quite happy to leave by the time my number was up.
#2 Things had to be pretty dire for the people sitting at my old emergency job desk to need me.
#3 Not having been to any kind of drill on nearly a year.
#4 I was quite happy to be doing nothing (*tongue in cheek... kinda).
It all started from a phone call to my cell, I already knew it would happen. After what happened in Haifa on Sunday they couldn't not need an extra pair of hands, ears and lips.
So I got a call and was asked to come on Monday morning to my base (the Quiriya).
Speaking to
hagar_972 (who trained me for this particular task) and hearing the way she sounded pretty much convinced me (though I would not have said no in any event seeing as we're at war).
My parents were not particularly understanding IMO.
"Why aren't you proud to serve your country?"
"Aren't you patriotic/Zionistic?"
"Why do you have to be so negative?"
"Not everything is about Feminism and Gay rights you know"
That was their attitude because of my lack of enthusiasm to going to miluim.
The fact that I'm going to do a job that needs to be done with no order what so ever, but by just volunteering obviously means nothing. Perhaps I still had (at the time) the inside view of the situation and knew exactly what was going on and exactly what I was going to be doing that made me a little negative.
And no I'm not particularly patriotic and Zionistic, yeah I love my country but over the past few decades Israel has not done many things I totally agree with.
I'm negative 'cause it keeps me real, if I become to positive and I fuck up, the fall out will only be worse.
And everything is about Feminism since my perspective is of the feminist kind and Gay rights are merely an issues I'm very passionate about, so sue me for taking my issues seriously.
So to the Quiriya I go to see
hagar_972 after not seeing her for six months.
Can we say squeal :)
More on the actual days a little later.
#1 It meant going back to a unit I was quite happy to leave by the time my number was up.
#2 Things had to be pretty dire for the people sitting at my old emergency job desk to need me.
#3 Not having been to any kind of drill on nearly a year.
#4 I was quite happy to be doing nothing (*tongue in cheek... kinda).
It all started from a phone call to my cell, I already knew it would happen. After what happened in Haifa on Sunday they couldn't not need an extra pair of hands, ears and lips.
So I got a call and was asked to come on Monday morning to my base (the Quiriya).
Speaking to
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My parents were not particularly understanding IMO.
"Why aren't you proud to serve your country?"
"Aren't you patriotic/Zionistic?"
"Why do you have to be so negative?"
"Not everything is about Feminism and Gay rights you know"
That was their attitude because of my lack of enthusiasm to going to miluim.
The fact that I'm going to do a job that needs to be done with no order what so ever, but by just volunteering obviously means nothing. Perhaps I still had (at the time) the inside view of the situation and knew exactly what was going on and exactly what I was going to be doing that made me a little negative.
And no I'm not particularly patriotic and Zionistic, yeah I love my country but over the past few decades Israel has not done many things I totally agree with.
I'm negative 'cause it keeps me real, if I become to positive and I fuck up, the fall out will only be worse.
And everything is about Feminism since my perspective is of the feminist kind and Gay rights are merely an issues I'm very passionate about, so sue me for taking my issues seriously.
So to the Quiriya I go to see
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
Can we say squeal :)
More on the actual days a little later.
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