Tel Aviv Diary - June 22-26, 2014 - Karen Alkalay-Gut

June 22, 2014

We're becoming immune to news. It is so banally bad. Children getting killed all over. From the south, the east, even from over the Syrian border.

June 23, 2014

The terrorists we freed only a few years ago over the Gilad Shalit exchange are coming back to us, having returned to their terrorism. At least one third of them have already been returned to us. One of them killed a former police officer. This is an argument against freeing prisoners - and against allowing the hunger strikers to continue in their strike.

The rocket fired from the Syrian border killed a beautiful fourteen year old Arab boy, and now we're firing over Syria. And now that summer is here in Gaza the training camps are teaching boys that age to kill.

I don't know where to begin to worry.

This is a crazy week.

June 24, 2014

Why is Haj Kahil empty? It is one of my favorite restaurants but no one was there tonight. The food is amazing, the location is perfect, the price is steep but there was no one there. No body. Is it the Mondial? Is it the tense situation? Is it some bad review? The service was pretty perfunctory - but the stuff shoulder of lamb is so good we could ignore the sullen waitress. Very sad.

We had dinner there to compensate for the colonoscopy fast we did today and yesterday. If there was any weight lost in the process the Knafeh brought it back.

June 25, 2014

And the arson season has begun. Fires in Jerusalem that were clearly set and fortunately harmed no one but destroyed a great deal of property. I understand the need to destroy the enemy, but it's like the woman in Solomon's judgement who is willing to cut the child in half...

Today was Ezi's last treatment. I hope. Today was also the end of private treatment in the hospital. At least that's what our minister of health announced. More tomorrow.

June 26, 2014

Too quick on the trigger. That's me. Turns out the fire was not started on purpose. Turns out I'm as vulnerable as the rest of this stupid population to stereotypes and generalities. Turns out I should keep my mother shut.

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