While a few of my fellow Jerusalites are sitting in front of TV’s and computers getting nervous, some of my friends and I are developing a war drinking game.
A certain measure of fatalism is the only way I’ve found to live life in Israel through the ups and downs. I’ve been here for the intifada’s bombings, the long range missile threats from Iraq and now this. You just have to make your peace with it and realize that death is not fair and not in your control.
People become disproportionately afraid when it comes to terror (this is of course, one of the main objectives of terror, hence if you are overly frightened, the terrorists have already won). Yet the fact is that I am far more likely to die an unnatural and premature death in a car accident than in a bus bombing, kidnapping, or Katyusha explosion. But no one gets this distressed getting behind the wheel of a car. They simply understand the potential danger, take precautions like wearing a seat belt, and go about with their day.
There’s just no point getting anxious.
The only way for civilians to prepare for a war like this is to make sure that you are living the life you want, and make sure your family knows how much you love them. Oh, and pray. Often.