On Sunday night, I attended Hapoel Jerusalem’s annual match against its archrival Maccabi Tel Aviv (we lost again, don’t ask). In the capital’s Malha basketball arena - one of the last remaining bastions of the city's old left-wing – during half-time, when hundreds gathered in the tiny open-air enclosure for an anxious smoke, the talk was mainly about one subject: "Why is [Labor leader] Shelly Yacimovich so...