Never thought I'd utter these words: The unspeakable Peter Beinart has made me very happy. My attention was recently called to a piece he wrote last month in the NY Times (yes, the Times) endorsing -- with some careful qualifications -- the BDS(*) movement.
Now Beinart is notoriously a mad-dog Zionist, so this is an interesting move.
Turns out that Beinart is worried that West Bank settlements will end up making a two-state solution impossible (which is, of course, just what they're meant to do). But Beinart thinks a two-state solution is the only way to save Zionist apartheid. (His partners in crime in Jerusalem have a few other ideas in mind, I suspect.) So he's in favor of a carefully targeted BDS confined to goods made in West Bank settlements. Green Line apartheid goods, of course, will continue to be fine.
This move on Beinart's part has been greeted in some quarters as the accession of an ally.
It is not, of course. It's a rear-guard action, an attempt to keep BDS sentiment and activity confined to the West Bank, and implicitly get the thievish iniquity of the larger Zionist project off the hook.
The reason it makes me so happy, of course, is that Beinart thinks it's necessary. He sees that BDS is taking hold and feels the need to 'set limits', as parents are incessantly told to do.
Gut yontif, everybody. I'm enjoying my goyish revels; leg o' lamb tonight, asparagus with the Smith special homemade mayo, new potatoes, and onions stewed in wine with the Smith spouse special secret sauce.
(*) Boycott, disinvestment, and sanctions -- against Israel.