Earlier this week an Arab Palestinian fired twenty-two shots to kill the thirty-five year old Israeli Rabbi Raziel Shevach leaving his wife without a husband and his six children fatherless. You read that correctly, twenty-two shots were fired into Rabbi Raziel Shevach, which probably means that even with the Rabbi dead on the ground before this raving Arab Palestinian he continued firing bullets into his motionless, blood-drenched, dead body. The hate coursing through this Arab Palestinian’s veins was obviously immeasurable. Only the Hollywood movies depicting the worst of the Chicago gangster wars during Prohibition even come close to putting so many rounds into a single body. But this was no movie; this was one presumed human being filling another human being’s body with twenty-two shots continuing to shoot the victim long after he had obviously killed. This was an act filled through and through with a hatred beyond our ability…