The transition from Yom HaZikaron to Yom Yerushalayim is a study in curated sentimentality. By decreeing exactly when grief ends and when jubilation begins, the State attempts to automate the human spirit. This 'manufactured holiness' relies on a transition ceremony—a piece of performance art meant to bridge two human inventions. It is a strange irony of modern identity that these artificial milestones are guarded with a zealotry once reserved for the holiest nights of the year.
[This is not a comment on the sacrifice of our fallen brothers and sisters or the gratitude we should have that we are living in Eretz Yisrael after 2,000 years and are in many ways flourishing materially and spiritually]
