I envy the people who hate Israel
Without asking its people, without a second thought, Israel, at the highest level, has taken an executive decision. Unable to beat the forces who want to see Israel as one of the world's primary pariah states, it has resolved to join them.
At times like these, I envy the people overseas who passionately, frankly, with all their hearts, despise Israel.
Hate Israel enough, and the Jewish state's failings and blunders, its self-satisfied blindness and its resultant self-destructive policies cause not pain, but delight.
Hate Israel enough, and you're spared all inclination to try to fix what's wrong, to work to set it right. On the contrary, hate Israel enough, and you may come to believe not only that the country deserves to be punished to the point of being replaced by a different state, but that Israel may well do the job all by itself.
There was once a time when Israel longed to be a member in good standing of the community of nations. There was a time when one of its fondest goals was to end its status as a nation in quarantine, boycotted, unrecognized, unwanted, kept firmly at arm's length.
No longer. Without asking its people, without a second thought, Israel, at the highest level, has taken an executive decision. Unable to beat the forces who want to see Israel as one of the world's primary pariah states, it has resolved to join them.
Determined to take its fate into its own hands, Israel, at the highest level, has decided that the job of delegitimizing the Jewish state must not be left to foreigners and amateurs. Apparently desperate to be a pariah state, Israel has decided to get it done on its own.
I have come to envy the people who hate Israel. They've got every reason to smile.
What the far left, from Britain to Berkeley, has been been unable to bring off - a sense among Israel's allies that Israel has become a heartless, morally heedless aggressor state worthy of sanctions and shunning - the far right in Israel's own government, and in particular, its Foreign Ministry, seems determined to inculcate to the full.
We should have known that something like the debacle of the Dubai assassination, which the world unanimously attributes to Israel, was going to happen. From shunning Richard Goldstone to snubbing Turkey, the process of delegitimizing Israel from within was going too slowly.
Like so many of Israel's recent actions, its motives for allegedly perpetrating the Dubai assassination are debatable. The negative impact is inarguable.
But it wasn't enough to threaten our relations with the United Kingdom, Ireland, France, Austria, the emirates and now Australia by apparently adding identity theft to the ways Israel makes itself untrustworthy. A quick follow-up was needed: embarrassing the United States.
In a move breathtaking in its haughtiness, ignorance of and disrespect for the United States and the American Jewish community, the Foreign Ministry - spearhead of Israel's campaign against boycotts abroad - boycotted a meeting with five visiting U.S. congressmen.
Why? The representatives were visiting under the auspices of J Street. J Street, in the ministry's eyes, is guilty of the crime of explicitly calling itself pro-Israel while not agreeing wholeheartedly with everything the government of Israel says and does.
This is what I have learned about the government of this place, and many of the voters who put it there: Intelligent people who are too smart to be able to see themselves clearly render themselves stupid.
And countries that cannot bear to look around them, even if they have good reasons, render themselves dangerous - first of all, to themselves.
I have come to envy the people who hate Israel, because they cannot feel the tragedy in the phenomenal possibility, the depth and breadth of humanity that is going to waste here.
There is no sense of betrayal, not a tinge of loss. Only malicious pleasure.
Someday soon, if only because Avigdor Lieberman is likely to be indicted for money-laundering in countries that may now hate us, this is going to begin to turn around. I believe that.
I have to.
My father did not flee the Soviet Union just so his son could one day have the chance to live in a place just like it.