Opinion | I’m Done With Concessions
When Israel left Gaza to the Palestinians, they promptly elected Hamas. This ultimate betrayal came home to roost on October 7.
When Israel left Gaza to the Palestinians, they promptly elected Hamas. This ultimate betrayal came home to roost on October 7.
We have been reminded of all these things in the most horrible and heartbreaking way possible. October 7 was the most difficult and poisonous chemotherapy, but it has removed the cancer that was destroying us from within.
We sat in stunned silence as the Holocaust-like scenario slowly spread through our unwilling consciousness, forced by the incontestable, nightmarish evidence: a paradigm change of all we had depended on and believed about our security.
The protests. The raised fists and raised voices.
Israel’s most recent election results, in which the Israeli people slammed the door on left-wing politicians and completely voted out the extreme left-wing Meretz party, have allowed it to create the most right-wing government in the nation’s history.
On two evenings in late May, the streets of Jerusalem were once again the scene of violent riots.
I remember the Shitrit family. Very devout new immigrants from Morocco, they lived in the building next to mine in Sanhedria Murchevet, the dusty Northern Jerusalem neighborhood designated for religious olim, or immigrants, by the Jewish Agency in the 1970s.
After 50-something years, and to the astonishment of our children and grandchildren, at the end of June my husband and I packed up our things and left Jerusalem, moving halfway across the country to settle in Zichron Yaakov, a quaint, hilltop village overlooking the sea.
Sometimes a single truth, belatedly discovered, can change one’s world view with surprising swiftness.
When COVID-19 reached Israel last March, I was not unduly worried.
In mid-January 2020, when Israelis first became dimly aware of a mysterious new virus coming from far-off China, most of our attention was focused closer to home.