Jennifer Miller grew up in a family where the politics of the Middle East consumed the dinner table conversation. AS a teenager, she became involved in Seeds of Peace, an organization dedicated to conflict resolution by bringing young Israelis and Palestinians together each summer for two weeks of often wrenching dialogue at a camp in Maine. This book is her tribute to Seeds the group, and to the seeds, the young people on both sides of the tragic struggle, whom she has come to know and love. She wants their voices, rarely if ever heard, to become a part of the discussion among the elderly men who time and again, have led their nations into battle and death.
A lunch scene with Yassir Arafat is worth the price of admission to Jen Miller's book alone. And I think that scene is emblematic of the difference in perspective of generations. Most cynical old-timers would have waved the episode away as "typical Arafat, what would you expect?" etc. We might never even mention the dissimulation and lies in our own narratives. But so much is still fresh and new to Jen, including her sense of outrage, which I hope won't abrade too much over the years. We need to be reminded again that leaders of all stripes try to literally feed us a line, and we simply accept this shabby reality as one of the axioms of modern politics. But Jen won't be pushed off her stride by the Palestinian brand of baloney, and is willing to call them as she sees them.
Frankly, it also takes someone of youthful age to use "Monty Python and the Holy Grail" as a metaphor for the Middle East conflict. Some people might consider it a blasphemous stretch, but my 21-year-old son got it right away. And, frankly, when a conflict has been going on this long, you do begin to look for the absurdist side of it.
When I was growing up, my family's involvement in Israel was limited to the purchase of a couple of Israel Bonds and the presence of a tin United Jewish Appeal pushke (collection box)on a table near the front door. I learned much of what I know about Israel in somewhat the same way Jen did, minus the globetrotting parents, by which I mean I was indoctrinated in Sunday school and Jewish youth organizations. As I grew older, I read less and less about the Middle East except in the daily papers and weekly newsmagazines - maybe a book every other year. So I found that even in the short compass of fewer than 250 pages, Jen has some interesting and useful things to say about topics I should know more about but haven't bothered to acquaint myself with further, the issue of Palestinian textbooks being a prime example. And the fact that she writes as one separated by only a few years, not decades, from the readers of those texts makes her contribution all the more worthwhile. That is true in terms of the specific topic, and true as well for the entire book.