A murder that should disturb us all
The death of Tha'ar Lala was probably the only time his life was of interest to the majority of Israelis.
This past week I have been thinking a lot about Tha’ar Lala. I met him only once, 14 years ago. He was 12 or 13 at the time, a handsome boy, sad and angry, curled up in his mother’s lap in their miserable, small apartment on the outskirts of Tel Aviv. Samar was a single parent, sick and often beaten, accustomed...
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