enough is enough

So I was coming home, walking up the Way of the Cross. Stopped by to speak with Hasan, the shop keeper near our place. Broad daylight - 4pm. As I got out onto the streets, someone from the 2nd floor spat on my head. An arab family lives up there. Enough is enough.

I got home and told our arab porter Mahjed. He was furious and went out into the streets looking for the culprit. Hasan came out as well and went up to the house above but the people there denied having spat at me.

It is becoming quite a tradition here - spitting at Christians. And I am fed up with it. Jerusalem is no longer the place it used to be. The hatred and aggression has spread its roots to every conceivable facet of life. It is now a battleground of beasts.