> I fell in love with Israel before I fully understood Israel. Like > many Jews, I first encountered Israel through its greatest hits: the > ancient homeland, Jerusalem, the Western Wall, the Hebrew language > resurrected after centuries, the desert blooming, the Holocaust > survivors arriving on ships, the kibbutz, the soldiers, the > technological miracles, the Entebbe rescue, the Six-Day War, the > improbable story of a tiny Jewish country surviving against enemies > vastly larger than itself. > > It is an extraordinary story. > > In fact, I would argue that the creation of the State of Israel is > one of the most extraordinary stories in human history. A people > scattered across continents for nearly 2,000 years maintained a > memory of one land, prayed toward one city, preserved one language > in prayer and scholarship, and somehow returned to build a > functioning sovereign state in the same place from which their > ancestors had been exiled. > > There is something almost romantic about it, which is exactly the > problem, because Israel is not a romance. Israel is a country, and > countries are made of people, and people are messy. > > The closer I got to Israel, the more the mythology gave way to > reality. Israel has bureaucracy that can make you question the > existence of God. It has politicians who embarrass me. It has > religious extremists and secular extremists. It has corruption. It > has tribalism. It has racism. It has arrogance. It has people who > will cut you off in traffic and then scream at you as though you > somehow inconvenienced them (and then invite you to Shabbat dinner). > It has ideological camps that sometimes seem to hate each other > almost as much as Israel’s enemies hate Israel. > > There are Israelis whose political opinions make me furious. There > are government decisions I think are infuriating. There are moments > when Israeli society behaves beautifully and moments when it behaves > terribly. Israel is not always wise, moral, and certainly not always > right. > > And that realization did not make me love Israel less. It made my > love for Israel more real. Because Zionism, at least the Zionism I > believe in, is not the belief that Israel is perfect. It is the > belief that Jews deserve a country imperfect enough to be normal. #local source