As is the case every year, Israel or at least its politicians and some of its more gullible youth turn once again to the pseudo-religious ceremonies presided over by the anti-religious left for the commemoration of the assasination of Yitzchak Rabin. The real raison d'etre will be a circus aimed at cheerleading the same distastrous policies that has cost numerous Israeli lives, created a terrorist state within Israel's borders and is bringing Israel closer and closer to the brink of anhiliation. The same policies which are rationally indefensible, are lent an aura of martyrdom through their association with a dead politician. But while the mawkish sentimentality will flow like bribes in the histadrut, who will remember the other Yitzchak's. The Yitzchak's murdered by terrorists since the start of Oslo, the victims of Israel's national hero.
Yitzhak Ringel was a Baal Tesuvah who became religious after the death of his parents. In 2001 he was killed by a suicide bomber at age 41 on a Haifa bus.
Avraham Yitzhak Schijveschuurder was 4 years old and eating with his family in a pizza shop when a suicide bomber blew himself up inside. The 10 kilogram bomb packed full of nails and screws and bolts through the bodies of Avraham Yitzchak, his parents Tzira and Mordechai, his 14 year old big sister Ra'ava and his 2 year old little sister, Hemda. He had just learned the entire Alef Bet by heart.
Rabbi Yitzchak Arama was the Rabbi of Netzer Hazani in Gush Katif. He was driving with his wife and six children before Shabbat when terrorists opened fire on their car. Rabbi Arama was a descendant of the Akeidat Yitzchak. Those of his family who survived would later be forcibly evicted from their homes, something Rabbi Arama did not live to see.
When a terrorist broke into Kibbutz Metzer, Yitzchak Dori was one of the first on the spot and was shot and killed. He taught high school and organized nature hikes and left behind a wife and 2 year old daughter.
Yitzchak Kanner, 83, had come from Yerushalayim to visit his daughter and her family for Pesach. A terrorist murdered him along with his daughter and her husband and his grandson together in one night.
Yitzchak Cohen had left work and was walking to his bus when a terrorist blew up a bomb in the middle of the afternoon shoppers. He left behind six children, the youngest of them a four year old girl.
And there are so very many stories so like this and so many dead Yitzchak's besides the one who will canonized as a saint for making a deal with a treacherous enemy and not bothering to see that the enemy kept his terms of the bargain.
Yitzchak Bablar was killed together with his wife when a palestinian terrorist detonated a bomb filled with nails in a club. Shlomo Yitzchak Shapira was killed during Sukkos as he walked to pray at the Maarat HaMachpela with his three children, the youngest nine years old. Yitzchak Buanish was also killed near the Maarat HaMachpela walking home from Tefilot on Erev Shabbat. Yitzchak Buzgalo was murdered on the Tel Aviv promenade while his wife who had been with him was critically wounded and left alone to raise their two children. Yitzchak Moyal, a postman, was on his way to work. Co-workers said that until his death at the age of 64 he had never missed a shift.
Beyond these Yitzchak's, there are also Yosef's and David's and Asaf's and Yigal's and Rachel's and Leah's and Elisheva's. Men, women and children. Fathers and mothers, sons and daughters. Murdered, wounded, crippled and bloodied. They are Yitzchak Rabin's true legacy. It is not peace that Rabin has left behind but the wounded and the dead killed by his disastrous policies and the death toll has just begun.
We remember Rabin but not those victimized by his actions, yet it is them we must remember. Instead of commemorating Yitzchak Rabin, let us commemorate all the other Yitzchak's. While the memorials are held and the proclamations read and the solemn speeches delivered, let us turn from them and remember the forgotten dead.