Don't Write About That Which You Don't

I Wrote The Same Sea Not As A Political Allegory About Israelis And Palestinians. I Wrote It About Something Much More Gutsy And Immediate. I Wrote It As A Piece Of Chamber Music.

Israel Is Imperfect, Of Course It Is - A Far Cry From The Monumental Dreams Of The Founding Fathers. One Of The Reasons Is That Their Dreams Were Unrealistic. They Were Bigger Than Life. These Were Messianic Dreams, Dreams About Total Redemption For The Jews, For The World. Such Dreams Do Not Come True, Not In Their Entirety.

Donald Trump Basically Said: One State, Two States, Do Whatever You Like. I Do Not Think This Was A Serious Statement Of American Policy. This Was Him Shrugging His Shoulders And Saying: Who Cares About It. I Think He Doesn't Even Have The Faintest Idea Of What He Wants To Do In The Middle East.

Of Course, We Carry Inside Of Ourselves Our Parents. Even When They Are Dead, We Carry Them Inside Ourselves. And They Are Carrying Inside Themselves Their Dead Parents And So On And So Forth. There Is A Legacy Of Language And Culture And Religion. In Some Cases, Family Stories Told By Grandparents To Little Grandchildren. When I Say My Novels Are Set In Israel In The Last Seventy Years, This Entails The Fact That They Begin Hundreds Or Thousands Of Years Earlier In Time. Everybody Comes From Somewhere.

The Palestinians Have No Other Land. They Are Absolutely Right About This. The Israeli Jews Also Have No Other Land And They Are Absolutely Right About This. It Is A Tragedy Of Two Peoples Claiming The Same Very Small Country - Very Small, About The Size Of New Jersey. And Both Of Them Are Right. Both Of Them Have No Other Homeland As Peoples. As Individuals, Maybe, But Not As A People.