Enough With the Tree Sap

I don't know about you but I've had it up to here with shedding copious tears over and sentimentalizing particular trees--whether it's the great chestnut that Anne Frank gazed upon while in hiding, a sapling of which has been taken from the now defunct trunk and will be planted with much ceremony in Montreal, or those lost olive groves in "Palestine." Boo-hooing over "Anne's tree" is easy-peasy, especially at a time when the next Shoah looms and nothing much is being done to prevent it. And those lost olive trees--like the totemic keys they haul out every year at "naqba" time--are PR weapons in the Zion-loathers' arsenal. Let me know when Mahmoud A-jad renounces Shiite supremacism and buys a grove in a JNF forest because then, and only then, will I be prepared to shed tears (of joy and relief) over vegetation.