We’re sitting at our favorite meeting place on the beach drinking Aperol Spritzes and I start playing with our friend’s fear of the future.  “I hear Yigal Amir is going to be released and is going into politics.  There’s talk of the ministry of justice.”  Our friend is horrified by this, and it really wasn’t fair of me to scare her so.  “So that’s not going to happen, right?” I tell her.  “So nothing else will be as bad.”