“Peace” Activist Got Personal
This afternoon at the Coop, when I greeted a fellow with whom, for years, I have enjoyed mutually friendly encounters, I got ambushed. Without prelude or preliminaries, he accused me of hating Palestinians. Blind-sighted, confused, offended, I wanted an explanation.
“I read what you write in the paper,” he said.
“I suggest that you read more carefully,” I replied. Writing about the Israeli-Palestinian conflict, I knew would be like walking across a minefield. In an opinion piece, I discussed suppression by a former editor of our local daily of stories about Jews and Palestinians protecting each other, in favor of stories that got the blood boiling.