I am trying to write a post about Gaza, and it is becoming a boring historical disquisition which I don't want to write.
What I have to say, I think, is this: I love Israel, passionately. I love my family in Israel. I love the golden stones of Jerusalem. I love Wadi Kelt and the beach in Tel Aviv, and did I mention that I love my family?
And yet--and this is the first time I have ever written this down, though I said it to my sister on the phone the other night, and I am terrified to write it down, because I believe that you should only write things you are fine with everyone reading, and I know that if my aunt read this it would break her heart, and if my cousin read this he would be furious, but still, it is the truth, and this is a moment in which the truth seems imperative, so here it is.
If killing Palestinian children and destroying Gaza is Israel, I am willing to give up Israel.