Today is a day of demonstrations.  I hear them as I try to do my exercises with weights on my shoes.   At first I resolved to join them as soon as I could finish my recorded walk that tells me how unevenly and crooked I traverse the sidewalk, but ten minutes of this new regimen wore me out.

The fact that the first law to pass 3 votes in the Knesset in this time of crisis was the one ensuring that Bibi can’t be ousted unless he chooses it was enough to make anyone get out and demonstrate, but I watched and suffered along with them at keast.