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		<title>Jerusalem Disunited: What&#8217;s Missing From the Celebration</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 22 May 2012 12:36:43 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Gershom Gorenberg</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Gershom Gorenberg My new column is up at the Daily Beast: Out for my morning bike ride Sunday, I looped up the ridge to Kibbutz Ramat Rachel on the south edge of Jerusalem. Two flocks of teenagers were coming down: the first dressed in white shirts, dark pants and crocheted skullcaps, the second in knee-length [...]]]></description>
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<p><em><a href="http://www.thedailybeast.com/articles/2012/05/21/what-s-missing-from-the-jerusalem-day-speil.html" target="_blank">My new column</a> is up at the Daily Beast:</em></p>
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<p>Out for my morning bike ride Sunday, I looped up the ridge to Kibbutz Ramat Rachel on the south edge of Jerusalem. Two flocks of teenagers were coming down: the first dressed in white shirts, dark pants and crocheted skullcaps, the second in knee-length skirts and modest blouses. They carried many Israeli flags that waved in a cool mountain breeze, the kind of breeze that is much more common in myths about Jerusalem than in real life and that seemed to have been ordered up special for Jerusalem Day, which is all about myth and not reality. They headed toward the center of town, presumably for the procession into the Old City—a Jerusalem Day custom observed mainly by youth from the religious Zionist right, who inherit hand-me-down Israeli mores when everyone else but right-wing politicians tire of them.<span id="more-3491"></span></p>
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<p>A bit further north, I found many more tourist buses than usual parked next to the promenade that straddles the former no-man&#8217;s land between East and West Jerusalem. On the  promenade, with its panoramic view of the city, guides lectured to groups of schoolchildren, IDF soldiers, and overseas students. I stopped at discreet distances from them to listen. One guide began his riff with David conquering Jerusalem and making it the center of the Jewish nation. Another quoted Psalm 137 to speak of the Jews exiled in Babylon longing for Zion. I caught snippets of more recent history, too, such as accounts of the Six-Day War.</p>
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<p>Jerusalem Day celebrates the Israeli victory in that war by commemorating the conquest of the Old City on the third day of fighting, the 28<sup>th</sup> of Iyar on the Hebrew calendar. Mainstream politicians mark the day by making speeches about the outcome of the war that&#8217;s supposed to be a matter of Israeli consensus: the unification of the city. Zionist rabbis declared it a religious holiday, complete with recitation of <em>hallel</em>, the psalms of praise for an act of divine redemption.</p>
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<p>What&#8217;s missing in the Jerusalem Day narrative, what was missing in the guides&#8217; spiels, is exactly what makes Jerusalem irresistible to some people and unnerving for others: Its multiplicity of histories, its fractures, its confusion. From the same promenade, a guide can point to churches and the Dome of the Rock, which not only marks where Solomon built his temple but also the sanctity that Islam finds in the same city. From the same promenade, a guide can call attention to Palestinian neighborhoods and to the high concrete security wall cutting through them on the eastern hills.</p>
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<p>More precisely, what&#8217;s nearly missing from the Jerusalem Day story are the city&#8217;s Arabs, its Palestinians<a href="http://www.thedailybeast.com/articles/2012/05/21/what-s-missing-from-the-jerusalem-day-speil.html" target="_blank">. &#8230;</a></p>
<p><em>Read <a href="http://www.thedailybeast.com/articles/2012/05/21/what-s-missing-from-the-jerusalem-day-speil.html" target="_blank">the rest here</a>.</em></p>
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		<title>Little Secrets&#8211; &#8220;Necessary Stories&#8221; column from The Jerusalem Report</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 18 May 2012 06:20:14 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Haim Watzman</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Haim Watzman “Don’t look,” said my friend Alon. “But the former Shin Bet chief just sat down at the table to our right.” I gazed intently into my soy latte and then, without moving my head, squinted over in the direction of said table. “All I see is a blur,” I said. “I think I [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://southjerusalem.com/haim-watzman/"><strong>Haim Watzman</strong></a></p>
<p> “Don’t look,” said my friend Alon. “But the former Shin Bet chief just sat down at the table to our right.”<br />
<br />
I gazed intently into my soy latte and then, without moving my head, squinted over in the direction of said table.<br />
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“All I see is a blur,” I said. “I think I need to get my peripheral vision checked.”<br />
<br />
“No, that’s really the way he looks,” said Alon.<br />
<br />
Alon is a correspondent for one of the major dailies. I’d called him in desperation on Saturday night because I had a column to prepare and had no idea what to write. Alon knows everyone and everything and I figured he’d be able to slip me a scoop.<br />
<br />
“Meet me at 10 a.m. in the Aroma Café  on Arlosoroff Street,” he told me. “We’ll brainstorm. And it’s a good place to pick up a tidbit or two.”<br />
<br />
The cafe was buzzing at mid-morning. Nearly every table was taken, and at least one person at each table was a familiar face. Over the bar hung a large sign with large letters: “Aroma Arlosoroff: A Quiet Spot For Intimate Encounters.” The morning sun flooded in through the plate glass windows that made up three of the café’s four sides.<br />
<br />
“It’s where I meet my most confidential sources,” Alon whispered as we walked through the door. “If you come here, you gotta know how to keep a secret.”<br />
<br />
“I see there’s free WiFi,” I said.<br />
<br />
“Hey, stop staring,” Alon hissed.<br />
<br />
“But that guy over there, surrounded by the paparazzi,” <span id="more-3475"></span>I whispered as we ordered our coffees at the counter. “I mean, I can barely see him through the flashing cameras, but isn’t that the tv celebrity-cum-writer-cum-pop singer-cum-political messiah who’s thinking of announcing his candidacy for the Knesset?”<br />
<br />
Alon leaned over to me conspiratorially. “A guy I know who’s deep—very deep—at the Weizmann Institute says that he’s ordered 119 clones of himself so that he himself can occupy every single slot on his slate. But promise not to tell anyone.”<br />
<br />
“And that blonde who people keep butting in front of at the cash register—isn’t that the former leader of the opposition? You know who I mean—Tziona whatshername, no not Tziona, Tzruria, or maybe it’s Tzilla …”<br />
<br />
“No, I think it’s Tzahala or something like that—wait, it’ll come to me in a minute,” Alon said.<br />
<br />
“I can’t believe I don’t remember,” I said as we settled down at a table in the middle of the room. “I mean, after the incisive and passionate stands she took on … well … I think I agreed with her once about something. Oh, and look over there, it’s the president of the Bank of Israel!”<br />
<br />
“Could I please have a cappuccino?” Tziona, Tzruria, Tzilla, or Tzahala asked quietly, but the man at the register looked straight past her.<br />
<br />
That’s when the former Shin Bet chief arrived the next table over, bearing a tray on which were arranged six double espressos. The table, I should note, wasn’t unoccupied. A somewhat frazzled-looking young mother sat there rocking a baby carriage while she tried simultaneously to calm down the bawling four-year old girl in her lap, sip her ice coffee, and shout into her Samsung. She didn’t even notice when the stranger sat down opposite her.<br />
<br />
“You call yourself a kindergarten teacher?” she screamed. “You’re an ogre! You hate children! How dare you tell my daughter that her mother is late picking her up! Don’t you know what I’m going through with my ex, may an Iranian ballistic missile inject fissile material straight into his groin?”<br />
<br />
Then she looked at me and shouted even louder: “Who told you to listen?”<br />
<br />
“Isn’t he a master of disguise?” Alon chortled. The chief downed his espressos, one by one, in quick succession. “That woman hasn’t a clue that Israel’s former top spy is sitting right next to her!”<br />
<br />
A quartet of muscular buzz-cut young men with coiled wires coming out of their ears suddenly barreled through the door and took up positions at each corner of the café. A fanfare sounded and an angry and determined minister of defense strode through the door and went straight up to the cash register, giving the forlorn former opposition leader a push as he went by. The cashier cowered as the defense minister slammed his hand down on the counter.<br />
<br />
“Could I please have a cappuccino?” Tziona, Tzruria, Tzilla, or Tzahala asked helplessly, but no one heard.<br />
<br />
“My secretary called ten minutes ago to order me my usual,” he said loudly, “and she was told by the idiot who answered the phone that there is no Courvoisier to put in my Americano.”<br />
<br />
He surveyed the room and added: “No one here should quote me on that.”<br />
<br />
The former Shin Bet chief, who was staring vacantly into the air, said loudly and to no one in particular: “The idiot is the guy who just walked in.”<br />
<br />
The defense minister swiveled.<br />
<br />
“Who called me an idiot? I dare you to stand up and show yourself!”<br />
<br />
“Ofri!” the distracted mother exclaimed as her daughter slipped out of her seat and began pouring her lemonade on her baby brother. The mother jumped up to stop her and two of the bodyguards tackled her. The defense minister strode over and held out his right hand to help her up.<br />
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“You imbecile!” the mother kept shouting into the phone. “I’ll call the mayor! I’ll go on tv and tell the world who really runs the kindergarten on Frishman Street! You think I’m lying? You know who’s sitting here next to me?”<br />
<br />
“So now I’m an imbecile?” the defense minister said sternly as he shook her hand vigorously and wiped a spray of lemonade off his face. In the meantime Ofri bit the leg of Bodyguard A. He palmed the kid in one of his huge hands, ready to throw her through the plate-glass window, but the defense minister motioned him to put her down.<br />
<br />
“As a defender of human rights and free speech and all that stuff,” the minister said, “I am of course willing to defend to the death your right to call me an idiot, but you should take into account that our country faces a deadly threat. A crazy, irrational Islamist regime is developing nuclear weapons that will completely change the geopolitical situation in the Middle East to our detriment. If the world does not take more concerted action by, say, July 19 at 3:30 a.m., we may have to launch a surprise preemptive attack.”<br />
<br />
The former Shin Bet chief leaned over to Alon. “Let me tell you, off the record of course, that the defense minister is a messianic maniac who is totally out of touch with reality.”<br />
<br />
“Don’t write that down,” Alon warned me.<br />
<br />
“Two-tenths of a percent!” the bank president shouted into his iPhone. “The day after tomorrow we’re raising the interest rate by two-tenths of a percent. Yes, it’s final! Just make sure the announcement is embargoed until the press conference!”<br />
<br />
“Could I please have a cappuccino?” Tziona, Tzruria, Tzilla, or Tzahala asked, in a slightly louder voice this time.<br />
<br />
“You ought to be ashamed of yourself,” the defense minister said to the blurry-faced erstwhile spook. “You know and I know what the public can’t know. I know that you know that I must make tough decisions based on new information that only I know and that you would know if you were still in the know but because it’s new you don’t know now, nor would you have known it even then if I’d known then what I know now about you, so who knows why you think you have the authority to naysay my judgments about what I know best. So, with regard to the newfangled notion that’s got into your noggin about newspaper notoriety, I say, nu?”<br />
<br />
“How <em>dare</em> you imply that I am not a good mother!” the woman shouted into her phone.<br />
<br />
“I can’t hear you!” the president of the Bank of Israel hollered into his phone. “Speak up, there’s a lot of noise here.”<br />
<br />
Then, after listening a moment he said: “Well, just tell the Greek finance minister that I don’t give a booger about what happens to his economy.”<br />
<br />
“Was that for attribution?” Alon shouted over to him, but the bank president just waved his finger.<br />
<br />
“Hey people,” the celebrity yelled out, “whadda you say I throw my hat in the ring? Who’s gonna vote for me? Hey come on now, let me see some hands!”<br />
<br />
“<em>Could-I-please-have-a-cappuccino</em>?” the former leader of the opposition asked slowly and deliberately as the celebrity shoved her aside and jumped on top of the bar, waving the victory sign. Then he looked over at Alon.<br />
<br />
“But let’s keep it quiet for now,” he said. “Because it’s not official yet.”<br />
<br />
“Speak up, lady,” the cashier advised.<br />
<br />
“I just want a cappuccino,” the former opposition leader said sorrowfully.<br />
<br />
“Regular or decaf?” the cashier asked.<br />
<br />
She hesitated.<br />
<br />
Alon motioned for me to follow him. “This might be your chance!” he hissed. We sidled up to the counter to hear her decision.<br />
<br />
“Well, of course, it’s a very complex issue …” she began, but by that time three other people were loudly placing their orders.<br />
<br />
“Hey, I owe you an apology,” Alon said. “I was sure I’d get you a story, but everyone’s being so secretive today.”<br />
<br />
“Oh, don’t worry about me,” I said. “I think I’ll manage.”</p>
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<p>More Necessary Stories satire:<br />
<a href="http://www.jpost.com/Israel/Article.aspx?id=191543&amp;R=R2"><img src="http://southjerusalem.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/08/For-Whom-the-Pole-Knells1-300x181.jpg" alt="" title="For Whom the Pole Knells" width="50" height="50" class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-2276" /></a><A HREF="http://southjerusalem.com/2010/10/for-whom-the-pole-knells-necessary-stories-column-from-the-jerusalem-report/" TARGET="_blank">For Whom the Pole Knells</a><br />
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<strong><a href="http://southjerusalem.com/haim-watzman/haim-watzman-journalism/necessary-stories-in-the-jerusalem-report/">And lots more <em>Necessary Stories</em> here!</a></strong></p>
<p><strong><a href="http://southjerusalem.com/haim-watzman/haim-watzman-speaking-and-performance/">Necessary Stories Live!</a></strong><br /></p>
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		<title>Elections? Ooh, That&#8217;s Scary. Let&#8217;s Not.</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 09 May 2012 15:46:16 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Gershom Gorenberg</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Gershom Gorenberg My new column, now up at The American Prospect. Enjoy. And please help keep the Prospect publishing. Talk about a quick campaign. The latest one in Israel lasted about a week, and there wasn&#8217;t even an election at the end. Just last weekend, local political commentators were enthusing about Prime Minister Benjamin Netanyahu&#8217;s [...]]]></description>
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<p><em><a href="http://prospect.org/article/elections-ooh-thats-scary" target="_blank">My new column,</a> now up at The American Prospect. Enjoy. And please <a href="http://prospect.org/savetheprospect" target="_blank">help</a> keep the Prospect publishing. </em></p>
<p>Talk about a quick campaign. The latest one in Israel lasted about a week, and there wasn&#8217;t even an election at the end.</p>
<p>Just last weekend, local political commentators were enthusing about Prime Minister Benjamin Netanyahu&#8217;s tactical brilliance in deciding on snap elections more than a year ahead of schedule. The opposition—particularly the centrist Kadima party—was unprepared. Polls purportedly proved that Netanyahu&#8217;s Likud would be the only party holding more than a quarter the seats in the next parliament; all the rest would stand in line to join his coalition. An cabinet press release on Sunday named September 4 as election day.</p>
<p>Two days later, the nation awoke to news that Kadima leader Shaul Mofaz had cut a deal with Netanyahu to bring his party into the current coalition. Elections can wait till late 2013, as originally scheduled. Political commentators enthused again, this time about Netanyahu&#8217;s brilliance in co-opting one potential rival and frustrating others. Foreign analysts wondered whether Netanyahu&#8217;s deal with Mofaz, a former general, would promote or hinder an Israeli strike against Iran.</p>
<p>Brilliance, schmilliance. <span id="more-3472"></span>Panicked zigzags are a prominent part of Netanyahu&#8217;s resume. Fright best explains his decision to hold elections and his quick reversal.  Despite foreign obsession with the Iran question, it was a consideration only in a negative sense: Facing a veto from Washington and harsh criticism from ex-security officials, Netanyahu doesn&#8217;t really have a military option right now.  So it&#8217;s harder for him to use Iran to divert public attention from other issues.</p>
<p>Netanyahu hoped to run a quick campaign, heavy on horse-race reporting, light on substance, in which the inevitability of his victory became a reason to vote for him. But the week began with a rebellion in his own party, a crisis over settlements, bad economic news and the electoral upheaval in Europe. All signaled that the election was no safe bet.  He ran for cover.</p>
<p><a href="http://prospect.org/article/elections-ooh-thats-scary" target="_blank">. &#8230;</a></p>
<p><em>Read <a href="http://prospect.org/article/elections-ooh-thats-scary" target="_blank">the rest here.</a></em></p>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 07 May 2012 18:59:32 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Gershom Gorenberg</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Gershom Gorenberg My new column is up at the Daily Beast: I found the pamphlets on a table at the Hillel house of a West Coast university. They&#8217;d been left by a representative of Stand With Us, the Los-Angeles based member of the &#8220;Israel advocacy&#8221; family of organizations. The booklets, entitled Israel: Pocket Facts, were [...]]]></description>
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<p><em>My <a href="http://www.thedailybeast.com/articles/2012/05/07/shouting-points.html" target="_blank">new column </a>is up at the Daily Beast:</em></p>
<p>I found the pamphlets on a table at the Hillel house of a West Coast university. They&#8217;d been left by a representative of Stand With Us, the Los-Angeles based member of the &#8220;Israel advocacy&#8221; family of organizations. The <a href="http://www.standwithus.com/ONLINE_BOOKLETS/Israel%20Pocket%20Facts/" target="_blank">booklets</a>, entitled <em>Israel: Pocket Facts</em>, were the size of missionary tracts of yesteryear—small enough so that you can always keep one with you to consult when your faith is challenged.</p>
<p>On its <a href="http://www.standwithus.com/" target="_blank">website</a>, Stand With Us says it aims at helping people &#8220;educate their own local campuses and communities about Israel.&#8221; Putting &#8220;campuses&#8221; first appears intentional: Fierce arguments about Israel are more likely on campus than at the average workplace, and some donors worry that Jewish kids are besieged on the quad.</p>
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<p>On each page, in large type, <em>Israel: Pocket Facts</em> provides a few easy-to-memorize shouting points with which pro-Israel students can respond to the equally simplistic slogans of anti-Israel students while everyone else wanders off in disgust. Some of the factoids are footnoted. The authors apparently hope that students won&#8217;t follow the footnotes to the sources, or learn anything else about Israel, or think with complexity about the issues.<span id="more-3464"></span></p>
<p>So, for instance, there&#8217;s a page about why Palestinians left the territory that became Israel in 1948. It lists five reasons, including &#8220;to escape the war,&#8221; and &#8220;Arab leaders encouraged the masses to get out of the way of the advancing Arab armies.&#8221; If you read to the bottom, you get to &#8220;In some cases Israeli troops forced Arab residents from their homes in sensitive, strategic zones.&#8221; All five are footnoted to Benny Morris&#8217;s <em>The Birth of the Palestinian Refugee Problem, 1947-1949—</em>without page numbers.</p>
<p>In essence, the booklet repeats the classic Israeli account of Palestinian flight, adds a quarter of an acknowledgment of expulsions, and cites the very book that shattered the classic account beyond repair<a href="http://www.thedailybeast.com/articles/2012/05/07/shouting-points.html" target="_blank">. &#8230;</a></p>
<p><em>Read<a href="http://www.thedailybeast.com/articles/2012/05/07/shouting-points.html" target="_blank"> the rest here</a>.</em></p>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 03 May 2012 19:19:10 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Gershom Gorenberg</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Gershom Gorenberg The American Prospect, my journalistic home for the past 10 years, is in danger of closing. The magazine operates as a non-profit, and will only be able to keep publishing with the immediate help of donors. The Prospect is an invaluable source of reporting and progressive political analysis. The loss of the magazine [...]]]></description>
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<p><a href="https://prospect.org/donate"><img class="alignright  wp-image-3456" style="margin: 3px;" title="Uncle Prospect" src="http://southjerusalem.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/05/Uncle-Prospect-762x1024.jpg" alt="Uncle Prospect Needs Your" width="300" height="415" /></a><em><a href="http://prospect.org/" target="_blank">The American Prospect</a></em>, my journalistic home for the past 10 years, is in danger of closing. The magazine operates as a non-profit, and will only be able to keep publishing with the immediate help of donors.</p>
<p><em>The Prospect</em> is an invaluable source of reporting and progressive political analysis. The loss of the magazine will leave a media world with less depth and fewer challenges to cliches and convention.</p>
<p>Of course, I have a strong personal interest: While the magazine focuses on American domestic issues, it has provided me a place where I can write freely about Middle East. Without <em>The American Prospect</em>, it will be more difficult for me to continue reporting on the occupation, Israeli politics, religious extremism, U.S.-Israel relations, the wider regional context, and more.</p>
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		<title>Argument Is a Jewish Ideal. With No Exemption for Israeli Policy</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 03 May 2012 13:07:51 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Gershom Gorenberg</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Gershom Gorenberg And here&#8217;s my new column from Moment Magazine: The incident repeats itself with small variations. A rabbi somewhere in America writes to ask if I’ll come speak to his congregation about Israeli politics and my recent book, The Unmaking of Israel. Afterward I receive another email: At a meeting of the Israel Committee [...]]]></description>
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<p><em>And here&#8217;s <a href="http://www.momentmag.com/moment/issues/2012/06/Opinion_Gorenberg.html" target="_blank">my new column</a> from Moment Magazine:</em></p>
<p>The incident repeats itself with small variations. A rabbi somewhere in America writes to ask if I’ll come speak to his congregation about Israeli politics and my recent book, <em>The Unmaking of Israel</em>. Afterward I receive another email: At a meeting of the Israel Committee or the board, he has encountered worry that inviting me could offend right-wing Jews. He asks how I respond to such concerns. Here’s one abridged version of my reply:</p>
<p>Dear ___,</p>
<p>Oy.</p>
<p>Your note reminds me of the apocryphal story about the new rabbi of an American Orthodox congregation who asks the shul president what he should talk about for his first Sabbath sermon. The president says, “Something to do with <em>yiddishkeit</em>.”</p>
<p>“Maybe I’ll talk about Shabbos,” the rabbi says.</p>
<p>“Well,” says the president, “a lot of our members drive to shul. They might take offense.”</p>
<p>“All right, I’ll talk about <em>kashrus</em>,” says the rabbi.</p>
<p>“Actually,” says the president, “some of our members eat in Chinese restaurants. Maybe you should skip that.”</p>
<p>“Fine. I’ll talk about<em> taharas mishpuche</em>,” the rabbi suggests, referring to the laws regarding ritual immersion for women.<span id="more-3449"></span></p>
<p>“Now that you mention it,” the president says, “my wife is scared of water. Not a great topic.”</p>
<p>“In that case, what should I talk about?”</p>
<p>“<em>Yiddishkeit</em>, of course.” <!--more--></p>
<p>So I should prepare a lecture based on my recent book, which describes how the occupation of the West Bank threatens Israeli democracy. But I’d best not talk about anything that could upset anyone.</p>
<p>Jokes aside, my first inclination is to answer defensively—to say that I moved to Israel 35 years ago and have raised three children here, that I’ve worked as a journalist for nearly three decades, and that my views are similar to those expressed daily by mainstream Israeli politicians and by other Israeli commentators. From experience, I know that some right-wing American Jews will indeed disagree with my argument that Israel must stop West Bank settlement and more aggressively pursue a two-state solution. But someone who is alienated by the very fact that I’ve been invited to speak doesn’t really want to know about the issues discussed daily in Israel.</p>
<p>Getting defensive, though, implies that I need to defend myself. And the real question isn’t who I am or what I’ll say. The question—though it sounds surreal to ask it about Jews—is whether disagreement is acceptable within the Jewish community<a href="http://www.momentmag.com/moment/issues/2012/06/Opinion_Gorenberg.html" target="_blank">. &#8230;</a></p>
<p><em>Read <a href="http://www.momentmag.com/moment/issues/2012/06/Opinion_Gorenberg.html" target="_blank">the rest here,</a> and return to SoJo to comment. We allow arguments &#8211; respectful, of course..</em></p>
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		<title>Let&#8217;s Not Even Pretend Any More</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 03 May 2012 13:02:59 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Gershom Gorenberg</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Gershom Gorenberg My new article is up at The American Prospect: The decision broke with a policy that Israel has held for 20 years: no new settlements will be established. Right-wing Israeli governments, in particular, have broadcast that policy as part of their international PR efforts. Yet Prime Minister Benjamin Netanyahu and his most senior [...]]]></description>
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<p><em>My <a href="http://prospect.org/article/netanyahu-wags-washington" target="_blank">new article </a>is up at The American Prospect</em>:</p>
<p>The decision broke with a policy that Israel has held for 20 years: no new settlements will be established. Right-wing Israeli governments, in particular, have broadcast that policy as part of their international PR efforts. Yet Prime Minister Benjamin Netanyahu and his most senior ministers granted official approval last week to three West Bank settlements. No big deal, say government spokesmen.</p>
<p>&#8220;This is only a technical matter,&#8221; Netanyahu&#8217;s staffers told U.S. Ambassador Dan Shapiro, the<em> Daily Ma&#8217;ariv</em> reported on Sunday. There&#8217;s actually a measure of truth in that claim—but that dollop of truth is an indictment of 20 years of settlement policy.</p>
<p>The settlements of Rehelim, Brukhin, and Sansanah already exist. They are just three of the settlements erected over the last two decades with the government&#8217;s aid and abetment. The ministerial decision merely relabels a rogue operation as an official action. If hypocrisy is tribute that vice pays to virtue, this is the moment when vice stops coughing up the tribute. Or, in diplomatic terms, it is the moment when the client state decides that it no longer needs to pay any attention to the preferences of its patron in Washington.<a href="http://prospect.org/article/netanyahu-wags-washington" target="_blank"> &#8230;</a></p>
<p><em>Read <a href="http://prospect.org/article/netanyahu-wags-washington" target="_blank">the rest here</a>.</em></p>
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		<title>Benzion Netanyahu&#8217;s Legacies</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 01 May 2012 17:29:21 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Gershom Gorenberg</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Gershom Gorenberg My new piece is up at the Daily Beast: Honesty is difficult, perhaps distasteful, in talking of man just now dead. Honesty nonetheless requires saying that Benzion Netanyahu would be briefly eulogized as a historian, and more briefly recalled as a footnote to forgotten Zionist rivalries, were it not for his other legacy: [...]]]></description>
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<p><em>My <a href="http://www.thedailybeast.com/articles/2012/05/01/benzion-netanyahu-s-legacies.html" target="_blank">new piece</a> is up at the Daily Beast:</em></p>
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<p>Honesty is difficult, perhaps distasteful, in talking of man just now dead. Honesty nonetheless requires saying that Benzion Netanyahu would be briefly eulogized as a historian, and more briefly recalled as a footnote to forgotten Zionist rivalries, were it not for his other legacy: the son whose politics, view of history, and resentments he shaped.</p>
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<p>Netanyahu, who died Monday at age 102, was a specialist in the history of the Jews of Spain. In his books, he asserted a revisionist thesis: Spanish Jews converted to Christianity willingly, not under duress. Their willing assimilation did not reduce their neighbors&#8217; hatred of them. The Inquisition&#8217;s pursuit of <em>conversos</em> was not based on religion, nor was Spain&#8217;s expulsion of Jews who remained Jewish. Both persecutions expressed economic resentment and racial hate toward Jews. And, <a href="http://ow.ly/aCMLH" target="_blank">he wrote,</a> &#8220;Just as the Jews of Germany failed to foresee Hitler&#8217;s rise to power… so the Jews of Spain failed to notice… the mountainous wave which was approaching to overwhelm them.&#8221;<span id="more-3438"></span></p>
<p>I leave it to scholars of Spanish and Jewish history to debate whether Benzion Netanyahu&#8217;s depiction fits facts or explains them well.  But I hazard to say that it is breathtaking example of how historians can write about the present when they portray the past, of how history can be autobiography. Netanyahu explicitly describes fifteenth-century Spain as a dress rehearsal for twentieth-century Jewish life in Germany and in his own native Poland. Jews who believed they could successfully assimilate were deceiving themselves, because gentile hatred was racial, implacable, unconcerned with the optical illusion of religion. Spanish Jews were as willfully blind to the danger as were Polish Jews who ignored the warnings of Netanyahu&#8217;s ideological mentor, Vladimir Jabotinsky. If Germany and Poland repeated Spain, then all of Jewish history was a series of repetitions, a &#8220;history of holocausts,&#8221; as Benzion <a href="http://archives.newyorker.com/?i=1998-05-25#folio=084" target="_blank">told</a> the New Yorker&#8217;s David Remnick in 1998.</p>
<p>As loyal son and prime minister, Benjamin Netanyahu regularly repeats this doctrine<a href="http://www.thedailybeast.com/articles/2012/05/01/benzion-netanyahu-s-legacies.html" target="_blank">. &#8230;</a></p>
<p><em>Read <a href="http://www.thedailybeast.com/articles/2012/05/01/benzion-netanyahu-s-legacies.html" target="_blank">the rest here</a></em><a href="http://www.thedailybeast.com/articles/2012/05/01/benzion-netanyahu-s-legacies.html" target="_blank">.</a></p>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 27 Apr 2012 11:43:35 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Gershom Gorenberg</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[My former student Sumit Galhotra has an excellent piece up at HuffPo on marking Armenian remembrance day in Jerusalem: JERUSALEM &#8212; As dusk settled over the Old City one evening recently, Noemie Nalbandian stepped into the dimly lit cathedral of St. James in Jerusalem&#8217;s Armenian Quarter. Hundreds of oil lamps hung from the vaulted dome [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><em>My former student Sumit Galhotra has <a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/sumit-galhotra/armenian-genocide-never-before-vs-never-again_b_1449872.html" target="_blank">an excellent piece</a> up at HuffPo on marking Armenian remembrance day in Jerusalem:</em></p>
<p>JERUSALEM &#8212; As dusk settled over the Old City one evening recently, Noemie Nalbandian stepped into the dimly lit cathedral of St. James in Jerusalem&#8217;s Armenian Quarter. Hundreds of oil lamps hung from the vaulted dome like an army of parachutes in the evening sky. In one corner, Nalbandian lit a candle, performed the sign of the cross, closed her eyes and offered a prayer.</p>
<p>St. James is the center of Armenian life in Jerusalem. Each year on April 24, Nalbandian and hundreds of other Armenians living in Israel gather at the cathedral to commemorate the Armenian genocide. After prayer services, they march to the Turkish consulate singing songs and holding posters demanding that the Turkish government recognize the mass killing of 1.5 million Armenians living under the Ottoman Empire between 1915 and 1923. No Israeli officials were expected at the commemoration; indeed, the Israeli government is itself an unmentioned target of the protests since it, too, refuses to recognize the Armenian genocide.<span id="more-3433"></span></p>
<p>Nalbandian, an Israeli citizen who works as a nurse and heads the Jerusalem branch of the Armenian Relief Society, the oldest international Armenian aid organization, belongs to the third generation of survivors of the Armenian genocide. During the killings, her maternal grandparents were forced into the desert of Deir ez-Zor, in what is today northern Syria. Unlike many other Armenians who perished in the desert, Nalbandian&#8217;s grandparents survived and traveled across what is now Syria and Lebanon, and settled near the Israeli port city of Haifa along with about 100 other families.</p>
<p>Nalbandian and her two brothers were raised in a very patriotic Armenian household in Jerusalem. &#8220;From our childhood, we were raised to love our motherland Armenia, our alphabet, our songs,&#8221; she said. Nalbandian, who also speaks Turkish, Arabic, Hebrew, French, English and some Spanish, was not allowed to speak anything but Armenian at home.</p>
<p>&#8220;We commemorate the 24th of April, 1915, because on that day the Turks rounded up more than 300 [members of the Armenian] elite &#8212; doctors, writers and intellectuals &#8212; and shot them in the middle of Istanbul,&#8221; she said. This was considered the start of the wider genocide. &#8220;It took the Armenian years to find themselves, build themselves and asking for recognition for what happened to them,&#8221; she said.</p>
<p>Turkey denies that a genocide of Armenians occurred, and argues that lives were lost on both sides as a consequence of war.</p>
<p>Experts reject that argument. In a 2005 letter to the Turkish prime minister, Recep Tayyip Erdogan, the International Association of Genocide Scholars affirmed that an act of genocide occurred. They wrote, &#8220;We want to underscore that it is not just Armenians who are affirming the Armenian Genocide but it is the overwhelming opinion of scholars who study genocide: hundreds of independent scholars, who have no affiliations with governments, and whose work spans many countries and nationalities and the course of decades.&#8221; <a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/sumit-galhotra/armenian-genocide-never-before-vs-never-again_b_1449872.html" target="_blank">&#8230; </a></p>
<p><em>Read <a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/sumit-galhotra/armenian-genocide-never-before-vs-never-again_b_1449872.html" target="_blank">the rest here.</a></em></p>
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		<title>Other Nights &#8212; &#8220;Necessary Stories&#8221; column from The Jerusalem Report</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 20 Apr 2012 07:44:10 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Haim Watzman</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Haim Watzman “This night is no different from other nights,” says Pharaoh, “True, on previous nights I have had a son, and on this night I do not. But this is not relevant to what I must do now.” “This time sounds different from other times,” says Mozart, “for in previous times I did not [...]]]></description>
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</p></div>“This night is no different from other nights,” says Pharaoh, “True, on previous nights I have had a son, and on this night I do not. But this is not relevant to what I must do now.”<br />
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“This time sounds different from other times,” says Mozart, “for in previous times I did not have a son, and now I do.”<br />
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What time is it? I write this two days before the Seder night. It will reach its readers a few days before Memorial Day for Israel’s fallen soldiers.<br />
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It is not a good time, I tell the friend who sits down next to me on the row of chairs outside the sanctuary. I have a glossed Haggadah open on my lap. I am trying to prepare for this year’s Seder, to think of how to retell, once more, the Exodus from Egypt and the crossing of the sea. Pesach is next week and my son Niot, who was a soldier, will have been dead for a year. The earth has circled the sun a single time since the last Seder, which was the last night he was with us. We are cleaning and preparing once more to eat matzah and bitter herbs and tell again the story of how we came out of Egypt. Two and a half weeks later we will again remember the fallen soldiers. But this year is different, for there is a newly fallen soldier to remember, and he is my son.<span id="more-3415"></span><br />
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“This night is different,” says Alexander Pavlovsky, first violinist of the Jerusalem Quartet, “because Mark Kopytman is dead.”<br />
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“Shall I prepare the palace for mourning?” asks the chamberlain, weeping, for his son too is dead.<br />
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“You will not,” says Pharaoh. “To mourn is to repeat, rehearse, to wallow in death. In the face of catastrophe, we must not look back. Saddle my horse and muster the army.”<br />
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“D Minor?” asks the copyist, staring at Mozart’s staves. “But D Minor is the key of tragedy, of suffering. Your first son has just been born. Why this key?”<br />
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I cannot focus on the Haggadah nor on the huge backlog of work. Neither Ilana nor I have much strength for cleaning. There is a concert at the YMCA, I tell Ilana. The Jerusalem Quartet is playing Mozart, Kopytman, and Shostakovich. Just drop everything and go, says Ilana. It’s already ten after eight. I hop on my bike and speed down to the Y.<br />
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“We will now play for you,” says Alexander Pavlovsky, first violin of the Jerusalem Quartet, “Mark Kopytman’s String Quartet number four, which we have played many times before because of our long collaboration with this greatest of living Israeli composers. But now we will play it again and it will be different because Mark Kopytman is dead.”<br />
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A performance of chamber music is much like a Seder, I think to myself. A work of music is like a text read in different times and places, endlessly reinterpreted by players and listeners. Mozart’s string quartets were inspired by Haydn’s, and in turn inspired those of Beethoven, and later Shostakovich and Kopytman, the man who just died. If the Jerusalem Quartet played only newly-composed works at each concert, its audience would have no context, no tradition on which to base its experience of listening. If it played only Haydn’s quartets, it could never bring its audience to look forward and experience the new, rather than just experience anew. Kopytman’s quartet sounds weird and dissonant; even experienced audiences have trouble parsing it. But the same audience might delude itself into thinking it understands Mozart’s simply because melodies and structures that are familiar in form may seem, illusively, to be transparent.<br />
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The text of the Haggadah is like a string quartet. It has four movements, it goes slow and fast, varies from major to minor and modulates from key to key. It is interpreted and embellished differently in each year and by each family, for each Seder night is a different night. It can be puzzling and infuriating, seem beautiful in one place while dissonant in another. Yet if its puzzles and dissonances lead us to change the text or abridge it, we would be like a string quartet that plays only those themes and motives it likes from Mozart’s or Shostakovtich’s or Kopytman’s work, permitting itself to revise those parts it thinks the composer got wrong.<br />
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My Haggadah’s text has not changed this year, but it is entirely different, because last year was the last time I read it with Niot, and this year is the first year I will read it without him.<br />
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Remembering a fallen soldier is like listening to a recording of a concert. The abstraction of the music fills the ear but the eye cannot see and the arms cannot embrace.<br />
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On the night of the first Seder, Pharaoh has no time for texts or compositions. He hears no music; memories are a waste of time. His gaze is directed forward, not back, as he leads his army into the desert. His dead son was not so much a son but a sign, a symbol of the future of his dynasty and of the stability of his state. The fleeing slaves threaten the very foundations of his kingdom. Another heir can be sired, but without the slaves who will perform his empire’s hard labor?<br />
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The third movement of Mozart’s string quartet in D Minor, one of six inspired by and dedicated to Haydn, is a minuet, as the third movements of classical-period string quartets are supposed to be. But the minor key renders melancholy what should be a stately dance for a celebratory occasion. The dissonance between the nature of the dance and its sound is jarring. It is the sound of a dark and different night. But then comes the middle section, in which the dark clouds give way to a light and jumpy melody that sounds like children playing. But then the night returns, as if the children have died. Tears well up in my eyes. Was Mozart imagining that his newborn son might not survive?<br />
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On the Seder night we speak of four children. I have four children. This year, one is dead. Niot had wisdom, mostly of a commonsensical sort, and in his younger years he could be challenging and disobedient. He had a simple and pure love of other people and he asked many, many questions. On the afternoon after Seder night, I spotted him lying on a couch, reading a book. He did not often read books. He did not like string quartets, either. That night I drove him to a bus stop and let him off and said good-by, and did not see him again conscious and alive. This Seder night we will again speak of four children. Every year on Seder night, and not on Seder night, we will have four children. And one will be dead.<br />
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And on Memorial Day, two and a half weeks afterward, we no longer mourn only the sons of others. We mourn our son as well. He is buried in the Mt. Herzl military cemetery in Jerusalem. The tulip bulbs his older sister planted on the grave have sprouted and are now starting to bloom.<br />
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To the best of my knowledge, no one in Egypt today mourns Pharaoh’s son. His grave is unknown. His dynasty ended long ago. The ancient kingdom of Egypt crumbled and the people who live in that land today speak a different tongue, worship a different God, and listen to different music. Pharaoh pushed forward. He had a kingdom to build, wars to win. There are no tulips. But each year the Jews take a drop from their wine glasses and set it aside, in memory of Pharaoh’s oldest son.<br />
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Kopytman’s string quartet is unexpected, at times lyrical, at times jarring. Pavlovsky and his three partners lunge, grimace, and grin as they play. It is a signature piece of theirs and they have not recorded it. It can be heard only when they play it with their arms and bodies. They first played it under the composer’s direction. But now he is an abstraction, and they continue to play without him.<br />
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A Seder is like the performance of a string quartet. The composer is long dead but the notes remain and we may play them as we see fit and as we feel best. On Memorial Day the players are dead as well. We can only recall the music in our minds. The music may be happy, but it does not lighten our hearts.<br />
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We continue to perform our Seder without Niot. We look backward, and forward, like a composer.<br />
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We now live in other nights.<br />
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<p><em>The Niot Project, established by our family in Niot’s memory, in partnership with the Society for the Advancement of Education, Jerusalem, offers comprehensive assistance to Israeli teenagers with learning disabilities and their families. For more information, see <A HREF="http://kidum-edu.org.il/index.php/en/special-projects/niot " TARGET="_blank">The Niot Project </a> on the SAE website. </em><br />
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<a href="http://southjerusalem.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/DSCF2091.jpg"><img src="http://southjerusalem.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/DSCF2091-150x150.jpg" alt="" title="DSCF2091" width="50" height="50" class="alignleft size-thumbnail wp-image-2578" /></a><A HREF="http://southjerusalem.com/2011/05/the-day-of-his-birth-necessary-stories-column-from-the-jerusalem-report/" TARGET="_blank">The Day of His Birth</a> (on SoJo)<br />
 June 6, 2011<br />
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<strong><a href="http://southjerusalem.com/haim-watzman/haim-watzman-journalism/necessary-stories-in-the-jerusalem-report/">Links to more <em>Necessary Stories</em> columns </a></strong></p>
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