We were planning to go to the demonstration tonight, but at four in the afternoon, I started coughing and couldn’t stop.  So together with the jet lag it wasn’t a good idea.

I kept thinking that in New York I watched the news every evening, just as I do here.  But here it hurts so much more.  Today the three soldiers killed on the Egyptian border tore my heart.  I don’t even know why an Egyptian policeman should cross the border and murder soldiers in their guardposts – whether it is drug-related or political – and I suspect it was drug-related because there are millions of dollars worth of drugs crossing the border daily.   We’ll know soon, but those teenagers won’t be coming back.