There is no king in Israel

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So said the Israeli author David Grossman, at the Yitzhak Rabin Memorial Rally held tonight in Tel Aviv.

Hi. I’m Lilu (Liora), 25 years old, a Visual Communications Design student from Tel Aviv. I’ll kick off with an apology to Esra’a and everyone else, I got my invite to write here ages ago but have only now finally sat down to publish already… if it’s any consolation I’ve been plagued with guilt for over a month now :)

Here’s a little background on how I ended up here in the first place – I spent last year, my first year of university and my first year living independantly, in a small bubble of denial. I pretended I could live my life within a comfortable distance of the political problems of my region. Summertime came and proved me wrong.
The war kicked off for me a venture in communications – I started blogging on Ramsay Short’s blog Beirut Live, which led to a friendship I developed with a Lebanese, Bashir, which then developed into joint blogs we co-authored (not to mention an open channel of discussion). The war ended and the discussion slightly withered, as people went back to re-building their everyday lives and living them. The productive dialog was somewhat abandoned. To me this was and is a shame, because I find I can’t put aside the lessons the war taught me. I can’t go back to the apathy I still see among those surrounding me. Communication among the civilians, listening and understanding, is essential – I see it as the only path out of the mess we are in, and it is a big mess which is only on hold temporarily, it is not over yet.

But now back to tonight’s events. In 1995 Yigal Amir, a right wing extremist, murdered PM Yitzhak Rabin. 11 years later our country is a mess – we are lost and confused, our government and military looks accordingly, and Amir is being allowed to have children. I went to the rally mostly because of the freedom and rights Amir is being granted slowly and the way public attitude towards him is shifting. We are on a path towards a political assasination regaining legitimacy. So I went to the rally to make a stand. Unfortunately it was more of a Rabin-fest, the majority of the program consisting of songs by Israel’s hottest pop singers, and all my friends agreed it was pretty ridiculous. The turn out was also less than in previous years. Pessimism is heavy in the air… the only sense came from David Grossman, a talented and respected left-winged author who lost his son Uri in Lebanon this summer, and called out directly for Olmert to choose a path of dialog and peace. Can we vote Grossman into office maybe?

Tonight, it has struck me that 11 years ago, when Rabin was assasinated, it wasn’t just a gifted and rational leader that was taken away. It was a promise of the country we would be, could be, should be, but now perhaps only would have been.

I really miss him.