http://spectator.org/archives/2012/07/31/my-israeli-roots/print
David Hornik added this in a note:
“I know about Bikel’s unfortunate attitude toward Israelis living in Judea and Samaria but didn’t include it in my article because it would have led too far afield; the article is of a poetic kind and couldn’t be manipulated.”
HOW GREAT THAT THE VERY TALENTED BIKEL INSPIRED ONE OF ISRAEL’S BEST JOURNALISTS TO MOVE THERE….BUT BIKEL HAS ALSO SIGNED ON TO THE ARTISTS AND PERFORMERS WHO BOYCOTT THE SETTLEMENTS AND REFUSED TO PERFORM IN ARIEL…IN HIS OWN WORDS: http://www.nydailynews.com/blogs/flashpoint/2010/10/and-theodore-bikel-responds.html
” Arefusal to cross into or perform in the territories constitutes nothing more than a declaration of conscience by Israeli artists whose stand I applaud.In my mind the city of Ariel is a thorn in Israel’s side and a serious obstacle to peace. A majority of Israelis share this view, even if the Prime Minister does not. Yes, I believe in the peace process and in the two-state solutions. Peace – even an uneasy peace – is preferable to a constant state of belligerence, which is what we have now and will continue to have unless the parties become serious. That will involve a serious resolve by the Palestinans to abandon violence toward Israelis and punish those who resort to it. It will also involve dismantling the settlements by Israel, as painful as this might appear to some.I am a Zionist, an ardent supporter of Israel, its defender when I deem Israel to be right and its critic when I deem it to be wrong.I am not, and have never been, in favor of boycotting Israel. Ariel and the settlements are another matter; their very existence is inimical to Israel.”
AND DAVID HORNIK’S COLUMN:
My American youth wouldn’t particularly have “predicted” that I would make aliyah (move to Israel) as an adult.
True, there were certain factors that could conduce in that direction. My parents were refugees from the Nazis, having fled Vienna as teenagers with their families in the fall of 1938. They conveyed that Jewish identity was important; we stayed home for the solemn holidays, did special things for the joyous ones. Bringing customs of another religion into the home — as some American Jews were already doing back then for Christmas — would have been out of the question.
But, on the other hand, both of my parents were from very secular backgrounds, and Jewish culture in our lives was meager compared to the immediacy and richness of American culture. I didn’t know that Friday night and Saturday were the Jewish Sabbath. I did gain a deep-seated sense that Jewish identity was important; but I was less clear on why it was important — knowing little about the Jewish people’s history, religion, literature, and so on.
A notable exception, an irruption of rich Jewishness into my predominantly American life, occurred when I was — I believe — six. It came in the form of a birthday present my father bought for my mother: the record Folk Songs of Israel by Theodore Bikel.