And Yet: Confessions of a Fallen Dove.

My whole body aches with the news from Israel -- aches with each new blow; aches, with that special secret pain known only to the yored, one who has "fallen" back into the Diaspora, abandoning his brothers and sisters in Israel. And this ache, this deserter's guilt, is doubled, is trebled because I was an enthusiastic supporter of the Oslo accords. No, not a supporter; a celebrator of this seeming miracle, of the slicing of the Gordian knot Israelis and Palestinians had gotten themselves into. Separation, that was the new creed of Rabin and Peres, and, reluctantly, of Netanyahu. T