The Day the Music Stopped
On a warm summer day last year, Marc Alexander stood before a plaque on the old apartment building at 49 Smoke Street in Berlin, thinking of his grandfather.
On a warm summer day last year, Marc Alexander stood before a plaque on the old apartment building at 49 Smoke Street in Berlin, thinking of his grandfather.
There were 20 of us, members of Americans for Peace Now. who had come to meet with the king.
The history of the Middle East conflict, from the birthpangs of the Jewish state to today\’s headlines, has rarely, if ever, been presented with more immediacy and human color as \”The 50 Years War: Israel and the Arabs.\”
Like the dog that did not bark in the Sherlock Holmes story, the most revealing Israeli declaration of the week may turn out to be the one that was not uttered.
Last September, before the wave of suicide bombings that left many Israelis dead, Shachor wrote a memo to Netanyahu, outlining his concerns. \”I told him that if there were no constructive dialogue,there would be violent activities,\” he said. \”Unfortunately, he didn\’t pay attention.\”
Several months ago, I happened to be present when Yoram Ben Ze\’ev, Israel\’s ConsulGeneral in Los Angeles, addressed a local group at the Jewish Federation offices on Wilshire Boulevard. The talk, of course, wasabout politics: the conversion bill, the peace process, Israel and America — the standard fare.
Israeli reporters are no slouches. They have better sources and tend to understand more than their foreign brethren.
Manasreh\’s tale is part of a pattern of official intimidation, physical and financial, that has silenced almost all criticism of Arafat\’s regime in the mainstream Palestinian television, radio and newspapers.
On Sept. 10, the day Secretary of State Madeleine Albright arrived in Israel, the country became preoccupied with another event: the disappearance of Ya\’acov Schwartz.