The arts in Israel seem to have blossomed since every one else is boycotting us.  Drama, music, dance – unbelievable.  

So even though I know “A Streetcar Named Desire” by heart and it is playing in Hebrew translation, I had heard from so many friends that it was impossible to miss and we had the best tickets in the house, we went.  But the streets were so crowded with people protesting the government there was no way we could get to the theater.  We turned around and went home.  

I’m broken-hearted.