A month or so ago I visited Tel Aviv to show solidarity as the most dreadful moment in modern Jewish history surged on, and to demonstrate to my friends in Israel that I, at least, had not forsaken them. They were still traumatised, but had begun to think clearly, and their words cut right through meaningless noise of Western politicians and dignitaries I’d been suffocating on. Sitting with chocolate milks and halva-stuffed buns in Dizengoff Circle, my old friend Daniela – with whom, over the ye