There are few things as depressing as the endless Israel/Palestine story.
It’s the oldest kind of struggle in the world, ethnic groups spilling
blood over real estate,
and sometimes it’s easy to believe that it’ll still
be going on when my grandchildren are my age.
Then you read about something like
this, and
you can enjoy a few minutes of hope.
That Danny Barenboim, he’s a mensch.
Around
August 08,
2003:
Namespace Pedantry
·
Land of the Living Skies
·
Markup, Namespaces, and Meaning
·
Ouch 32
·
A Slim Book of Verse
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