For a few hours yesterday, it seemed as if the world itself were coming completely unglued. In this age of technological wonders, the riveting pictures transmitted from the Middle East were instantaneously seen around the globe. There is something quite odd about being able to sit at one's workspace, sip a perfect cup of Starbucks and listen to a Motown classic on the radio, while simultaneously watching runway models strut their stuff, the Dow nose-dive, and live conflagration and mayhem. We have come a long way. Billowing smoke and flames rise from Gaza and the West Bank.
Israeli helicopters hover victoriously near their just-hit targets.
Palestinian police vehicles are in flames. He is victoriously displaying the warm blood of a just-murdered Israeli soldier. The Palestinian looks like he should be in the university library studying for his physics exam. Instead he is now revving up an increasingly frenzied mob. The soldiers are tossed out an upper window where the physics student has been celebrating.