A.B. Yehoshua is one of Israel's top novelists. He's in his early 70s. His mother is from Morocco, his father is from an old Sephardi family that has been in Jerusalem for a long time. For decades he has been a stalwart of the so-called peace camp. As recently as the early years of this decade, at the height of the wave of Palestinian suicide murder attacks, he was still blaming Israel for the tviolence, saying that our domination of the Palestinians was literally driving them crazy.
Well, he seems to be having second thoughts. Perhaps it's approaching dotage, or the end of juvenile naivety, or whatever, but he's beginning to sound like most Israelis.