Of course when your school chum comes in from the old home town you want to send him back a life-long member of the I-knew-him-when Club. You picture him back home, just a wee bit superior, as befits a friend of the great, holding forth to the boy's at the Sunshine Athletic Club.

One IDF refusenik recounted how commanders on the field tried very hard to accommodate potential conscientious objectors by offering alternative and less controversial missions, in order to avoid their refusal to serve from becoming a public, and thus, political statement: […]

Why, you know I [am] an ignorant, […] an oaf, a simple alcatote, an innocent.

Where, for these many hundred years, the bones Of all my buried ancestors are packed