yam asal, yam basal, the saying in Arabic goes.  One day honey, one day onion.  And you never know which day, which hour the onion is going to make you cry. It’s not just the crazy government and the protests, the absence of leadership, the weakness of the political military leadership, the disintegration of the economy.  It’s also the craziness of our age – going from doctor to doctor at all hours, unexpected visits from visitors abroad who suddenly decide that if they don’t travel now – after covid – they’ll never travel.  And our own travels.  And our simchas – birthdays, bar mitzvahs, sleepovers, etc…  And our senile friends – making plans and disappearing.