Do you remember 13 September 1993?
The day The Oslo Accords were officially signed in Washington DC before our mostly thankful.
Twelve years to the day.
Today, the very politicians who had denounced and stomped upon it - its very fierce opponents - have now led the exodus from Gaza.
Still every drama has a farce. Bathos is following in the footsteps of Pathos.
True to life Shakespeare was.
After the demolition of all the settlers' houses, at the very end were left the synagogues.
Time after time there were appeals to the court to leave them intact.
The State solemnly explained to the High Court of Justice that it is out of question.
The judges left the final decision to the government.
Overnight, at the last minute, on the eve of the final withdrawal, the Minister of Security, Mr. Mofaz, solemnly changed his mind.
Overnight, Sharon and all his Ministers except two, have changed their mind.
What happened?
The Head Rabbis decreed the synagogues are to be left intact.
A very good decision: Now, not one of the politicians fearing the approaching elections will be held responsible.
So what if the Palestinian had refused again and again to take responsibility?
Their hooligans will burn our synagogues?
Ours might burn their mosque of mosques.
So easy, so simple to incite the mother of all wars.
Here we are with those buildings: What for one is a holy symbol of Jewish suffering throughout generations - for the other is the leftover symbol of the sufferings of occupation.
That's what happens when symbols turn sour and become taboos.
This disengagement was planned ahead for two years. There was plenty of time to think ahead.
Ours is The Only Democratic Country, led by nose by Chief Rabbis, and a complying government with a straight face.
From now on, In Fear We Trust.
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