Who'll give me two bottles of beer for my vote in Israel?
As I prepare for my first national elections in Israel, I’ve finally reached the point in life where I value the worth of my vote. But the facile platitudes seasoned with the politics of fear that is on offer make me wonder what difference it will make.
How much is one’s vote worth? Hypothetically, of course. It’s unlikely that someone will wander over and offer a pot of gold in return for complaisance at the ballot box. Still, it’s a question I’ve been forced to ponder quite seriously recently, in the lead-up to my first Israeli national election.