My Musical Instrument Is Hebrew And, To

Israel Of The Coastal Plain, Where Eight Out Of Ten Israeli Jews Live Far Removed From The Occupied Territories, From The Fiery Jerusalem, From The Religious And Nationalistic Conflicts, Is Unknown To The Outside World, Almost Unknown To Itself.

I Write In Words. And My Words Are Hebrew Words.

I'm A Great Believer In Compromise. I Know It's Not Popular Among Young Idealists.

Out There, In The World, All The Walls Were Covered With Graffiti: "yids, Go Back To Palestine," So We Came Back To Palestine, And Now The Worldatlarge Shouts At Us: "yids, Get Out Of Palestine."

In My Vocabulary, The Word "compromise" Is Synonymous To The Word "life".