The rift will not be closed with a speech, nor a reconciliation post, nor a fake hug in the studio.
It will only be closed when one side stops lying or when the other side stops apologizing.
How a Small Nation in the Middle East Became One of the Last Bastions of Freedom and National Pride in the 21st Century
The historical irony that the โAl-Aqsa Floodโ ended in the flood of the Byron rainstorm in Gaza – without embellishment, without apology, moral irony, bitter satire, and the Israeli feeling that reality itself is responding to the terrible crime of October 7th.
The poetic-symbolic revenge of reality / history / nature and the believers – revenge that came from forces above …
There are big holidays, there are important holidays, and there is Hanukkah – the holiday that reinvents itself every generation: once a national heroic story, then a miracle of oil, then a children’s holiday, then a 15-shekel donut holiday.
Remember the good old days, when rain was justโฆ rain? When gray skies received at most a footnote like โTake an umbrella,โ and not an emergency flash on the front page that made you think aliens had landed in Ayalon Canyon?
If there is an institution that was once a beacon of knowledge, and now looks more like a broken lantern in a park in southern Tel Aviv – it is the academy.
Because what was once a place where truth was sought, today is a place where your identity is sought – to know if you are allowed to speak.
And this time, a satirical column, sharp but not inflammatory, that seeks to address one of the popular slogans of the humanist-relativist era.
Once upon a time, when you said โintellectual,โ you imagined someone sitting in a library with a mustache, opening thick volumes, asking deep questions and trying to understand the human soul.
Today, an intellectual is someone who has a subscription to Haaretz, three articles in the Open University – and a solid opinion on why you, who lives in Netivot, simply donโt understand complexities.
We love this country, because it is ours.
With all the mess, the congestion, the luxury and the madness… and maybe that’s why.
Israel and Eurovision are not a โromance.โ
Itโs an addictive relationship, not healthy, but one we canโt live without. Like the cigarette after a night out, or the third Chaser on a Friday night โ you know itโs not good for you, but youโre there.
What Are They Trying to Sell Us in the Name of โThe Protestโ
November 30, 2025
