Stand Against Anti-Semitism

Blue for Solidarity. Blue to End Jew Hatred. Blue to show you are Jewish, or an ally of the Jewish people.

I have watched the majority of my friends be silent on this matter since it began. I’ve had less than four of my friends say something to me directly. Listening to the Jewish community doubt their long-term friendships, people of color whom they have defended openly and loudly, is heartbreaking. Everyone is questioning if you’ve harbored hatred toward us as you sit in silence. I ask myself the same question.

There is now a ceasefire. That’s code for, “Until Hamas gets their next shipment of weapons from Iran, China, and/or Russia, and subsequently breaks the agreement.” The rise in anti-Semitism and anti-Semitic attacks is sky high. The behaviorial patterns are not dissimilar to what happened before the rise of Nazi Germany. The online campaign of lies and hate are modern-day pogroms. This appears to have been orchestrated in advance, and I feel bad for people who fell for the horse manure. They are choosing not to see the truth, hiding behind racist activism, not educated activism. If any of these things were true, don’t you think Israeli tourists and citizens would have called it out? The answer is, yes. People wouldn’t flock in droves to Israel, or immigrate there, if horrible atrocities occurred every single day in broad daylight. People aren’t blind, but many are easily brainwashed.

I realize most people aren’t knowledgeable about the region and haven’t needed to be, so right now I advise you to talk to Jewish friends for insight. And by, “Jewish friends”, I do not mean people who deny the right for Israel to exist. Talk to Zionists. We know the meaning of the word (If you deny our right to exist as a people and a nation, then you are an enemy, not an ally. You are saying what Gazans say: If you’re still alive after we try to kill all of you, then you have no place to call home. Think about that for a moment.), and we also know that before Israel was renamed and the ancestral land declared the “Jewish State” by the U.N. and foreign governments, we bought back the land. It’s only a portion of the original Kingdom of Judea. The other portion is Jordan, and we have never asked for it to be returned. Israel was a wasteland in the 40s. It was under British rule, and was a token “return”. Arabs killed us for this. They have been trying to eliminate us and drive us away for centuries, and their hate is a very sick, twisted thing. They will always claim that Jews tried to harm them first, which is baseless. There are no Jews in Muslim countries. We are not allowed entry. Tell me again about racism and apartheid.

People are being attacked at restaurants, bus stops, walking the street with their families. There was an attack in the Diamond District of New York City. How the hell can you sit in silence?! There have been lynchings. There are people being beaten to death because the psychotic, terrorist leadership of Hamas and Hezbollah told them to do so. They even told them exactly where to stab us, and which arteries to aim for. Worse? These people will be paid for the rest of their lives for killing a Jew. It’s called, “Pay For Slay”, and I will be sharing facts on that in a broader piece.

In a nutshell, that’s part of what is truly going on in Israel; there is no apartheid going on, 550 people are NOT being evicted, there are no war crimes happening on the Israeli side, and there are no unprovoked attacks by Israel. Nothing is withheld from Gaza by Israel. They receive shipments of food, medical supplies, gas, and more. They get free water and electricity from Israel. They further receive billions in foreign aid, which they turn into tunnels to terrorize Israeli civilians, as opposed to building Gaza up into something worthwhile. The foreign aid also goes towards rockets they inaccurately shoot in our direction, and then turn around and blame us for murdering their own people. Those rockets cost a fortune, and no matter where you may live, you have probably unknowingly helped fund terror somewhere in this world.

They received land that was established. Farms in working order. Schools and other buildings were all functional. They chose to destroy it. They choose to burn things, to brainwash their people, to use children as human shields, and now they feel comfortable enough to be violent all over the world.

Fact: Jews cannot cross into Gaza. They will be shot on sight, or worse. Two Israeli citizens have been kidnapped and not been returned; and this includes someone who is mentally ill.

Their hatred isn’t just for Jews, though. It is for anyone who is not them. That means if you are not a radical Islamist who will willingly join their “jihad”, they will kill you and celebrate your death. LGBTQ+ community? They will murder you; which is why anyone who is Muslim and gay will leave Muslim countries for fear of being tortured and killed. They leave to feel safe and to receive protection. So for those of you who’ve shown your signs for, “Palestine”, you are showing support for people who would cheerfully murder you in cold blood and pray for you to go to hell. You might want to re-think your priorities.

“Israeli” doesn’t always mean, “Jewish”. There are plenty of other faiths practicing in the country and people from all over the world are employed in Israel. It is the ONLY democracy in the Middle East. In many cases, it is safer there than it is in Times Square, except now, even during a ceasefire, there are Arabs in the street chanting for the death of Jews. On Shabbat. Does that sound like they want peace?

I’ve seen the anti-Semitic posts from so many people; those who don’t fact check before they open their mouths about something they don’t know anything about. Today I’m seeing a handful of allies showing their support. THANK YOU. I will remember who stood against Anti-Semitism, who spoke up, and who ignored it. We ALL will, because as a community, Jews are paying attention. We’re not going to be silenced or told we cannot speak the truth. We AREN’T returning to Nazi Germany, nor will we support such sympathizers. We are stronger than hate.

This is not an argument over land. though the Arabs feel entitled to lay claim over that which they have no historical ties to. They’ve assumed and adopted a false identity given to them in 1964 by an Egyptian who led the PLO. They are pursing this false narrative. The reality is quite alarming. Alas, it IS really an argument about global hatred and people feeling entitled to physically attack, harm, and kill us for existing. They are doing precisely what they accuse us of, so it is my hope that you now see the truth. It’s too large a majority of hatred for me to be sympathetic. That’s my choice and has nothing to do with anyone else. I’ve reached my tolerance level, period. I am tired of all the selective racism and selective activism. There are triple digit hypocrites walking around like nothing is happening, and that’s not okay with me. It shows me that everyone who complains about systemic racism actually contributes to it, so basically, it’s not going anywhere and we are ALL targets for hatred, regardless of our skin color, faith, etc. Please be safe this weekend. I’m praying for lives, because I know that peace is too lofty an expectation, and I’m not going to pretend. My readers deserve better than that.

Also, those who are criticizing the Israeli government are also spreading a false narrative. Please do your own homework before running your mouth, and first take a long, hard look at your own government. Nothing is perfect, freedom isn’t free, and we have to acknowledge these things. We have to stick to the facts. Period.

copyright © 2021 by Lisa Marino & Poison In Lethal Doses, LLC. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.

Taking A Precaution

Due to a dozen or so death threats (Unfortunately, I have to involve law enforcement. It is not something I want to do, but I know the laws. Local and state LEOs have to be notified.), I have chosen to password protect and/or disable access to certain things on the site. If you have trouble viewing anything, please contact me directly, or comment on any post, should you require more information. I know my core readers, and I don’t feel any of you will take offense to this, or think I am being silly in this matter.

I chose do this, not for my own safety, but to protect my family and friends as much as possible. I would prefer to be the sole target, but once you threaten harm against others, I will not sit back and take it. Bullying doesn’t bother me, because it’s such an act of cowardliness, and I don’t take it seriously, but I also want a website which is free of such things.

This decision is temporary, until I am told the threat is no longer serious/a valid risk.

Make no mistake; I am NOT going to be silenced, disrespected, or allow people to behave like the keyboard terrorists they are. You can agree to disagree with me, hell, you can believe whatever you want, but you don’t get to threaten innocent people. Not on my watch, and not in my life. I will not stand for it.

While writing this, I received a message from someone in Pakistan (In my spam Messenger folder) filled with photos of the Holocaust, and a threat that he will continue to violate the terms and conditions on Facebook, and how the Holocaust was the greatest drama to unfold. He has been reported for harassment and making terroristic threats. I’ve said nothing on Facebook to warrant this. My friends list is carefully curated and I try never to engage with psychopaths.

Sadly, this didn’t phase me, but again, I will not be harassed or threatened. As far as I’m concerned, anyone who behaves in such a manner should face serious consequences.

Stay safe, everyone. Blessed be.

P.S. This statement is not being added to my Twitter feed. I don’t need to feed deranged trolls who hide behind private accounts. They are sick and need serious help.

Dead Silence

What I have to say will take some time, but over the past few days, all I’ve seen is RED.

I don’t know how people can look at themselves in the mirror and pretend nothing is happening in the world. I see the lies, the propaganda, the misinformation, and I wonder why people aren’t seeking the truth.

We are coming off of years promoting and supporting Black Lives Matter, and with good reason. Yes, black lives matter. Black people matter, and they deserve equal rights. I tend not to view people as colors, but as individuals. That is how I was raised; not to judge people based on skin color. The actual BLM organization, however, receives funding from a terrorist organization. FACT. I have black friends who know this and will not give them their support. Where is the black community right now while Israel is burning?

Actress Viola Davis (Someone who I have loved and respected, and immediately unfollowed in light of her uneducated hatred.) had the audacity to post on her social media that she supported the rioting by claiming that 550 people were being evicted from their homes in Sheihk Jarrah. Here’s the truth: 4-6 families (Based on varying reports and court documents I have read.) have lived there without paying rent for close to 40 years. There hasn’t been an official ruling yet as to whether or not they will be removed, according to updated reports, but the, “Palestinian Authority” encouraged people to riot, kill Jews, and destroy/burn Israel to take eyes off of the truth. They love to incite violence and then play the victim card; and yet, they have the same rights and privileges as every other Israeli citizen.

Viola, and others, fell for the propaganda. She didn’t seek out facts. I will not support her, her films, any television work, or campaigns moving forward. I will be dropping my association with L’Oreal until they terminate her contract. She wants to empower women, but is prepared to take a nation and a people down; the only democracy in the Middle East which has equal rights for ALL women. Sorry, I don’t support people like that. Her message basically says she only supports certain women, not ALL of us. That is selective racism.

Another actor also made the mistake of promoting the same lies. Most people don’t know who he is, but if you’d like to see his post and the uneducated bullshit, I’m happy to tell you who it is. Again, it was someone I liked and respected. Probably my favorite character on a show for YEARS, and I blocked his ass on Instagram for his hatred, and for allowing people to make threats and say violent things. He didn’t think about the repercussions of such an act. I will be in contact with Netflix and those involved in the residuals for the show he was on. Hatred does not deserve a paycheck. People are pissed at the Hollywood Foreign Press Association, well, I’m pissed off at the Screen Actors Guild. They shouldn’t protect rapists, nor should they protect racists.

I am vehemently supportive of ending hate against the Asian, Southeast Asian, and Pacific Islander communities which have been brutally targeted in horrific ways. I am part Asian. Where is the Asian community right now? They are SILENT. I have been LOUD for them, so the silence isn’t going to fly. However, I thank everyone from India who has shown their support. My heart goes out to the family of the caregiver who is from India, and was killed during last night’s attacks. It’s heartbreaking. I hope there will be an online fundraiser for her family.

Where is the Hispanic community? Latinos aren’t known for their silence, yet the message is divided. Brazilians have shown the most online support for Israel, but everyone else? Crickets.

The United States is equally as bad as everyone else. Biden is giving secret demands to the Prime Minister of Israel, and was told to mind his own business in this matter. This escalation of hatred is a retake of the Obama Administration. It’s disgusting. Nikki Haley is one of the only people who shared her support for Israel’s right to defend itself. A Bronx Congressman also shared his support, and I thanked him for it. Even 45 made a statement of support and, in a shocking turn of events, he didn’t even lie. Everyone else has been spewing lies. I’m more than sick of it. I’m outraged beyond words.

I will be discussing selective racism and systemic racism in the coming weeks and months, but right now I am angry AF. It’s time to calm down, focus, and start getting louder than ever before.

If my honesty offends you, please don’t let the door hit you on the way out. I’ll keep using my voice properly. I have told the truth; not a version of it. Oh, and the list of selective racists is getting longer with every passing moment. I will be boycotting all kinds of things moving forward.

Seeing a slab of stone, which was called, by mainstream media, “a rock”, hit a seven month old baby, and seeing all the newborns in their fathers arms in the hospital hallways for lockdown and protection; that was endgame for me. Seeing the list of citizens murdered because thousands were told to take to the streets and “kill Jews”, ON JERUSALEM DAY, no, I cannot abide by that. Nor can I abide by over a thousand rockets being shot from Gaza targeting innocent civilians. That is what the “Palestinian Authority” does with your tax dollars. Billions on foreign aid they receive is used to purchase rockets and other devices of terror. They don’t help their own people, but they certainly like to put on a show of how evil they are. Brainwashed from birth by terrorist regimes, yet the world always blames Jews and Israel. This has been a historical fact for centuries. I want to see real change happen.

For me, this is personal. If you want additional facts, I have video, screenshots, accounts from my family on the ground, and a team of Zionists behind me to back up the truth with history and facts I may have forgotten since I was not enrolled in Judaic Studies in college, and did not have an Orthodox or Ultra Orthodox upbringing. Nevertheless, I am Jewish. We are a people, we are a nation with nearly six thousand years of history, we have survived genocide, and we have every right to exist and defend ourselves against all threats, both foreign and domestic.

copyright © 2021 by Lisa Marino & Poison In Lethal Doses, LLC. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.

Memorializing Year Nineteen

I don’t have anything particularly wise or witty to share on the 19th anniversary of 9/11.

As a New Yorker, I remember every minute of the day and those which preceded. I will NEVER forget the smell of smoke, engine fuel, metal, and human lives in the air. I’ll never forget the people who reached out to me to make sure that my family and I were safe. I will always remember that if I’d taken a job in the towers, I might not be here today.

My memory is long, but life is shorter. Keep your loved ones close.

Sixteen Years

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Today was incredibly somber for me, and I am certain other people felt this way, as well. Every year, a deep part of me re-lives 9/11. I wasn’t afraid, not for a second, but I was definitely in silent, angry shock. Sixteen years later, I still can’t believe all that has transpired since that day.

I haven’t been back home in a long time. I miss it. I’ll never stop being proud of where I come from. My city, every part of it, is deeply enmeshed in who I am. Someone told me that they like where I live now “because it’s kind of like New York, but much smaller”. Yeah, not so much.

The Day The World Changed & How I Changed With It…

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The world was irrevocably changed on September 11th,2001. Lives were affected globally. People cried and mourned, and unfortunately in certain countries, some people celebrated what they felt would be the demise of America. There’s a special place in hell for people like that, and I don’t even believe in a heaven/hell concept.

There’s really no one that can’t say that the events of 9/11 have had no effect on them whatsoever. You’d have to be completely heartless and brainless (I have a list of people that make the cut, as I am sure we all do.) to not react to what occurred and what continues to occur in this great big world of ours.

I will start by saying where I was that morning and how I look back on it.

As a native New Yorker, I watched a piece of my city be destroyed by pure evil, by unwarranted hatred. My mother had narrowly escaped the first bombing of the World Trade Center years before, so I already knew the towers were a target, but could I ever have expected to wake up one morning and watch the world change before my eyes in such a dramatic way? No. It still feels like it happened yesterday, except I know how much the world has changed and how much my own life has changed in the past 12 years since the attacks.

On that fateful morning, I woke up to take my Mom to work. She was returning to her job after a little over two months of being home recovering from failed back surgery. I was her primary care-giver/care-taker, so I was present for everything, including that morning’s events.

I am vividly reminded of that day because it started out like most people’s inevitably begin. I woke up and hit the shower. The key to my shower was that the radio was dead silence. Back then, I normally listened to CD’s to drown out my own “mind noise”, but since I was in a bit of a rush after my CD fogged up on me, I switched on the radio mid-shower. The station I listen to is always rife with early morning talk and music. It freaked me out after a few minutes, because every single station I switched to was pure static, and the only brief thing I could make out through said static was that the World Trade Center had been hit by a “small plane”. I guarantee you that it was the fastest shower I’ve ever taken in my entire life, because I had to know what was going on, and if my family was safe. It was a total “What the FUCK?!” moment. Hearing those words repeated a second time on another radio station amidst all that static silence, I knew something was very wrong.

I remember throwing on clothes, going into the living room, turning on the TV, and watching the footage. Initially, I thought I was watching a trailer for a new Bruce Willis film, because that’s what it felt like. It was incredibly surreal and disturbing. This could not be happening on American soil! I was in disbelief.

Every channel was showing the footage, but they were claiming that a “small aircraft” had hit the World Trade Center. Surveying the damage, I knew that it hadn’t been a small anything, and that this was an act of terrorism, as opposed to an “accident”. Knowing the area well, I knew that a plane didn’t just swerve in that direction of its own volition.

I immediately called my father, who was working that morning in a government building in the city that had once been a target after the Oklahoma City bombings. He was asking me what happened because my view was different from his, despite his physical view being clearer and closer, and as we spoke, we both watched in horror as the 2nd plane hit the other tower.

We were both vehement in our belief that this was an act of terrorism on American soil, that it was Arab extremists, and we were both upset as all get out. We got off the phone briefly so I could take my mother to work. The devastation we were all feeling was so strong, you couldn’t have come at it with a sword. Anger, silence, worry, it was all in the air.

The news that the Pentagon has been hit, and that a plane had gone down in Pennsylvania were minor shocks at the time, yet all of it was terrifying. Planes entering U.S. airspace were now being re-routed to Canada to avoid further attacks via aircraft.

I returned home to make sure my Dad was still okay, and we talked for a while before an announcement was made that his building was being evacuated as a precautionary measure. The city was in chaos, and it took my Dad a while to get home, but once he was safe I was breathing a huge sigh of relief. My Mom called me throughout the day for updates on what was going on. Did my Dad make it home safely? What else were we being told? etc. My brother and I were angry, and Americans were being warned that the attacks on our soil might continue, even after they closed all of the airports. Basically we were being told to watch our own skies. Living near major airports my entire life, the sheer silence of not hearing a plane go overhead for weeks on end was, and still is, freaky. Of course now, after all these years, I still watch planes very carefully.

Despite the phone lines being jammed in the tri-state area, I was lucky to spend part of the day mostly on the phone with my parents. My Mom was completely and utterly horrified after we’d watched everything that morning. When I picked her up from work later that day, as I did every single day until she left her company, that day had changed so much, and shifted the world and our view of it completely.

I was very lucky. I did not lose any friends or family members/loved ones. People I knew very distantly were affected, and for that I will always be sorry, even though I know full well that none of it was or is my fault. That level of tragedy is not something you can put into words, not really.

A week or so after the attacks, you could still see and smell the smoke heavy in the air. I cried seeing the wreckage, my city skyline destroyed, as I went over the Verrazano Bridge from Staten Island into Brooklyn. Watching trucks in a single file going over the bridge all the way out to Arthur Kill to bring in the debris was awful. Cars, physical pieces of the towers, you could physically feel the spirits of people in the air, and it sickened me to my core.

I will never forget the friends from all over the world that went out of their way to contact me to make sure that I was safe, that my parents were safe, to ask if I needed anything. I remember exactly who contacted me as if it just happened, because almost all of them were overseas. A friend who had visited me the year before and had gotten the “Lisa Grand Tour” of New York City was mortified. Eerily enough, one of the charms she had purchased for her charm bracelet had broken the day before. She immediately thought of us buying them together during her visit, and the following morning she took the broken charm as a sign alerting her to my being in danger, and she sent me an e-mail to make sure everyone was okay.

One of the biggest things conveyed to me since 9/11 is people’s fears of flying, be it domestically or Internationally. I’ve been flying my entire life. I have never been afraid to get on a plane and go somewhere, or get on a return flight home. I’ve been lucky to mostly have very smooth travels, and only one or two flights during really bad weather where I was grateful the pilot knew what he was doing.

Do I worry about clearing security at the airport? No. I’ve been hassled once, at Dallas-Fort Worth International where I was screened four times while people who were actually visibly questionable walked right through with no problems. This was at a time when the TSA was being warned to “thoroughly search single white women traveling alone”. I watched as they tore apart my carefully packed carry-on bag, rifled through my books page-by-page (I kid you not!), questioned a pouch chock full of nickels, dimes, and quarters acquired during my two week vacation, and asked where I was going, where I was coming from, what my travel intentions were, etc. My ticket already stated all of this information. Texas is one of my favorite places to visit, and the experience with TSA did not sour me in the least, but once they finally cleared me after an hour of unnecessary hassle, a man in a cowboy hat and cowboy boots who’d been watching the entire thing go down told me how disgusted he was to have witnessed that, and that he came very close to intervening on my behalf. That was really sweet, but by that time I was exhausted, and honestly lucky to arrive at my gate to a two hour flight delay, as opposed to 30 minutes of time left before boarding.

Things have changed drastically since then, but my experiences at various airports have been fine clearing security. I’ve been subjected to one “hair search” due to a clip in my hair that had a metal core and one “pocket pat” to verify that what I was wearing clipped to my pants was indeed a pedometer and not a bomb. I don’t blame them for being thorough, but I definitely think they need to change a lot of their rules and make things less stressful for travelers who are already frazzled enough as it is.

In the days following 9/11, I remember a much greater sense of patriotism than I had probably ever felt in my life and I will openly admit to being proud of my President in times where I am positive his decisions were not easy ones to make. Standing side-by-side with FDNY firefighters, he made me proud of my city, of its people and resilience, and of basic human kindness and compassion. In general I don’t witness a great deal of human kindness or experience an awful lot of compassion, so it was a highly emotional time.

One thing I am keenly aware of is that I might very well have lost my life that day had I taken a job one year prior with a company whose offices were terribly affected, a company who lost nearly all of their WTC based employees. I like to think my intuition would have kicked into high gear and kept me home that day for a plethora of different reasons, but one never truly knows. When I heard about all of the people lost from that company, people who stayed behind and did not immediately evacuate, or those that went back in to help others, I am extremely grateful for my own life. It’s a humbling thing. Sometimes the choices we make save our lives and we may not always be aware of it, but that night, I was definitely more aware than I ever cared to be.

As a nation, I feel we are both stronger and weaker. So much has changed, but as I look deep within myself, I am glad that 9/11 didn’t harden me any more than anything else I have experienced in life. Certainly it raised people’s awareness to a whole different level and for a very long time fear was a motivating factor for way too many people. I refuse to live in any country and be fearful of my life or my safety.

Every single day we are given is a blessing. We all have our “list of shit” in our lives. Nothing and no one is perfect, but each day is an opportunity to make sure we never forget, to make sure we tell the next generation what happened, and how we all lived through a major moment in history.

In memory of those that lost their lives: You may be gone, but you are not forgotten.

On this day, please click on the FDNY link and donate whatever you can to the Official FDNY Widows & Orphans Fund. This charity was close to my father’s heart.

copyright © 2013-2015 by Lisa Marino & Blackbird Serenity LLC. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

Originally published on September 11th, 2013

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