Today’s two top stories were of the kind I have nothing to say about. One was the passing of Bentzion Netanyahu, zal, the prime minister’s 102 year-old father, and the stirring of the domestic political pot of political parties, talking of election in a few months, more than a year before the law requires a new election.

For some reason, Israeli journalists love party politics and the wrestling for power and prominence within these parties. I don’t. To be it is boring. Because it has next to no connection to the citizens; because this is a self-proclaimed democracy in which its parliamentary representatives have no constituents and therefore represent no one. What they do represent is their party whose power – Soviet-style – lies in its Central Committee and its leaders. Israeli parliamentarians don’t know what it is to receive a phone call from an irate constituent because the parliamentarian has no constituents that he has to answer to.

One irony of the situation is that the worst fate for an Israeli is being a sucker, a frier, which all of them are without knowing it. They are all suckers of their politicians and at the same time they preen themselves on being the only democracy in the Middle East. Yes, such as it is, but that does not change the fact that it is also the worst democracy of the democracies…