By Bernard Weiner, The Crisis Papers (crisispapers.org)
I have been writing effectively the same essay about Israel/Palestine for the past dozen years or so. The wording hardly ever changes, because the two sides never change their essential stances. Locked into delusion and ideological dead-ends, each side thinks with just a bit more pressure, a bit more violence, the other side will holler "uncle" and simply disappear. Deadly magical thinking. And so the slaughter continues, ad infinitum. It's the dance of death.
Public opinion polls for years in both Israel and Palestine indicate broad support among both peoples for a peaceful settlement of the issues, but the political leaders seem locked into rigidity (moral rigor mortis). Here's one scenario for how that peace could be made:
A Short Play* by Bernard Weiner
(Two charismatic, silver-haired older men, their arms linked, enter a well-appointed room with a beautiful, round wooden table. On the table are some flowers, a fruit bowl, and two overlapping small flags: one representing Israel, and the other Palestine.
(THEY are bantering, like old professional friends.)
It was such a pleasure seeing Yasmeen and your kids again. You are one lucky man to have found her, Heshim.
Luck had nothing to do with it. All I had to do was tell her I was friends with the great Moishe and she was mine. Your status elevated me. I'm just sorry your Miriam couldn't have been there as well.
How I wish. (starts to tear up; HESHIM rests his hand on MOISHE's shoulder)
(THEY reach the table, formally shake hands and seat themselves. Their demeanor shifts as they move into their negotiating roles. Long pause.)