Behind the horrible scenes left by four explosions in London on July 7, loomed a more fearsome reality: The perpetrators, most of them very young, had voluntarily turned themselves into living bombs.
Back in the primitive days of male hugging, my dad was what trend watchers might call \”an early adapter.\” When few of the other Little League dads hugged their sons, my dad clutched my older brother any chance he got, Mr. Focker-like, at the drop of a bat.
\”When you look at us, all you see is Osama bin Laden.\” I had to admit, Walid al-Saqaf had a point.
People always tell me that I am a downer, constantly talking about the world\’s problems here, genocide there; conflict here, poverty there. Nobody ever wants to talk to me at a party!
It happens over and over again: A planned trip to Israel induces gasps of worry from friends who have never visited the country. Every suicide bombing or mortar attack on television reinforces the vision of Israel as a vast raging war zone.
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