The existential threat facing Israel must be met by a new spiritual narrative It is hard to imagine a more poetic beginning to the Hebrew month of Tammuz than the march of flags. For thousands of years we Jews have remembered the destruction of our Temple, a catastrophe etched into our daily lives defining our identity ever since. For thousands of years we have remembered this month, the month when the walls of Jerusalem were first breached by the Romans, as the beginning of the end of our last period of sovereignty. For thousands of years we recited, seated on the floor, that we lost our sovereignty due to our own actions, and one would think that those who keep our traditions most dear to their heart would remember that best. And there we were again this week, showing how little we have learned from our history as those who marched could not separate their celebration of sovereignty from their hatred of their fellow citizens; those who marched who ostensibly pray weekly for our Father in Heaven’s blessing of our government loudly called for its downfall.