…fternoon classes, she lays aside her doubts. I can see her apply her inner compassion which rises way above the war that is still raging in Afghanistan. Hadisa, like 99% of human beings, and the more than 60 million refugees fleeing from military and economic wars, usually chooses peaceful, constructive action rather than violence. “Dear students,“ Hadisa says, “In this school, we wish to build a world without war for you.” Her street kid students…

…srael’s Assault on Gaza’, website, no date, https://ijsn.net/gaza/survivors-and-descendants-letter/   3. Breaking the Silence, ‘Organization’, website, no date, https://www.breakingthesilence.org.il/about/organization   4. Quoted in Chris McGreal, ‘Israel on the road to ruin, warn former Shin Bet chiefs’, Guardian, 15 November, 2003, https://www.theguardian.com/world/2003/nov/15/israel   5. Quoted in Robert A. Pape, 2006, Dying to Win: Why Suicide…

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…ead, as they called it, outraged the Syrians. The smell of tear gas badged demo after demo in central Damascus and the Star of David, roughly chalked, began to appear on paving stones on the road to the souk. Helpless in more or less every other respect, angry Arabs made the necessary detour to stamp on the face of Israel. It was impossible not to ponder what was going on. On the bus into Damascus, I’d noticed the familiar hump of Mount Hermon on…

…e, looked up and beheld a gargantuan murky cloud. An unaccountable, horizon-to-horizon corrugated, scabrous serpent-cloud, inert and staggeringly immense, it hung motionless aloft for as long as I stared at it. A long while. Illumined by grisly moonlight its sheer extraordinariness — its inexplicable garishness — created a visceral impression that has never left me. Standing in the moonlight I thought of that moment, reflecting on my friend’s atte…