Tel Aviv Diary: Karen Alkalay-Gut

Tisha B’Av. Because Shusha was violently ill today I had to bring her in to the Vet. He gave her a shot and she needs to come in tomorrow. “But tomorrow is Tisha B’Av,” I say. “Will you be open?” “Sure, it’s one of our busiest. No one knows what to do with themselves, so they take care of their pets.” That was nice to know, since this day was not marked with a particular love for one another in the knesset or among people in the world. And of course, that’s what Tisha B’Av is mourning, not the loss of the place, but the diversity that it created.