A
Missouri-Israeli
Jew
in
King
Fahd's
Court
(Part Two)
When
you're
a
working
stiff
who
makes
a
living
hanging
out
with
some
of
the
world's
most
important
people,
you've
got
to
be
quick
with
the
pen.
Not
necessarily
for
when
a
Mubarak
or
Peres
or
Arafat
says
something
vital
to
the
future
of
humanity,
but
when
they
say
something
they
wish
they
hadn't.
"Shamir
was
prime
minister;
Channel
2
was
just
starting,"
recalls
The
Jerusalem
Post's
long-time
former
diplomatic
correspondent
David
Makovsky,
"and
there
was
a
question
of
who
would
be
appointing
the
director.
So
I
said,
is
it
wise
in
a
democracy
that
the
prime
minister
decides
who's
in
charge
of
the
television
channel?
And
he
said,
'Well,
somebody's
got
to
control
the
media.'"
Makovsky
grins.
"You
could
see
the
steam
coming
out
of
the
ears
of
his
spokesmen.
They
started
waving
their
hands
at
him,
No!
Stop!
Stop!
You
can't
say
that!
So
he
changed
it
to
'guide'
the
media.
But
that
still
wasn't
good
enough,
so
some
guy
yells
out
from
the
back
of
the
room
'MANAGE!
MANAGE!
MANAGE
the
media!'"
Shamir,
a
grim,
humorless
small
man,
and
Makovsky,
a
bubbly,
strapping
fellow,
got
off
on
the
wrong
foot
long
before
that.
In
1990,
shortly
after
Makovsky
started
working
the
peace
circuit,
he
had
the
first
interview
with
Shamir
after
the
new
government
was
formed.
"He
said
some
very
tough
things,
about
who's
eligible
to
be
a
peace
partner.
And
James
Baker
read
the
interview,
and
he
went
on
Capitol
Hill
that
day,
made
reference
to
the
Shamir
quote,
then
said
something
like
'when
they're
serious
about
peace
over
there,
here's
our
phone
number.'
"The
White
House
got
9,000
phone
calls,
it
was
a
huge
thing.
And
Shamir
calls
me
into
his
office.
He
slams
his
hand
on
his
desk,
and
says,
'here's
the
guy
who
did
all
the
damage.'
I
was
new.
I
thought,
it's
really
easy
for
these
leaders
to
intimidate
reporters,
so
I
had
to
stand
my
ground.
I
said,
'Mr.
Prime
Minister
--
I
did
the
damage?
Here's
the
tape!
You
said
these
things.
You
want
me
to
play
the
tape?'
He
backed
down,
and
smiled."
Makovsky
was
the
first
Israeli
journalist
allowed
into
Syria,
in
1994.
His
fourth
and
last
trip
there
for
the
Post
was
on
a
Friday
--
worrisome
timing
for
an
Orthodox
Jew.
"The
Americans
promised
we'd
be
done
by
about
noon,
and
back
in
Israel
by
about
1
p.m.
Anyway,
the
meeting
with
Assad
went
on
and
on
and
on.
You
can't
sit
with
Assad
for
less
than
eight
hours.
I
should've
known.
"So
I
went
to
a
senior
American
official,
and
asked
if
there's
a
way
to
stay
somewhere
for
Shabbat.
I
was
told
Warren
Christopher
was
coming
back
from
Israel
on
Sunday.
But
at
about
three
o'clock,
another
official
says
to
me,
'David,
we're
done
with
business,
we're
not
coming
back
here
Sunday.'
Wait
a
minute,
I
said,
you
mean
if
I
stay
here
for
Shabbat,
there's
no
way
out
of
Syria?
He's
said,
that's
right.
"All
of
a
sudden,
I
thought,
staying
in
Syria
with
no
way
out
was
not
a
good
idea.
"Shabbat
was
only
two
hours
later,
but
I
flew
back.
The
plane
landed,
I
walked
out
of
it,
down
onto
the
tarmac,
and
just
kept
walking
--
until
I
got
to
a
hotel
in
Yehud,
eight
kilometers
from
the
airport.
"Next
thing
I
know,
Hatzofeh
puts
this
on
the
front
page,
and
I
get
a
call
from
Army
Radio.
I
thought
they
were
calling
me
about
Syria.
But
they
said,
'I
want
to
talk
to
you
about
the
halachic
side
of
getting
on
an
airplane
before
Shabbat
and
getting
off
after
Shabbat
has
started.'
Next
thing
I
know,
they
bring
on
the
chief
rabbi
of
Israel!
They
told
him
what
I'd
done,
and
asked
is
this
was
like
the
Sputnik
case
in
1957
--
whatever
that
means
--
and
was
this
journalist
doing
the
right
thing.
And
he
said,
yes,
he
definitely
did
the
right
thing."
Makovsky
rumbles
with
mirth.
"All
I
did
was
get
on
the
plane,
get
off
the
plane
and
walk."
Makovsky
is
proud
to
report
that
he
put
on
tefillin
in
Saudi
Arabia,
and
worshipped
in
Assad's
palace.
"I
was
in
Saudi
Arabia
with
Christopher,
and
once
again,
thanks
to
US
intervention,
I
was
the
first
reporter
allowed
to
file
stories
to
Israel
from
there.
I
had
to
patch
it
through
on
conference
call
via
my
Dad
in
St.
Louis.
"I
was
at
the
palace
as
their
guest.
You
don't
pay
anything,
and
you
can
call
anywhere
in
the
world
for
free.
But
I
wanted
to
pay
for
my
phone
calls,
because
I
didn't
want
anyone
to
say,
ah,
an
Israeli
guy
comes,
and
he
takes
advantage.
"But
there
was
one
guy
who
traveled
with
Christopher
who
had
a
mother
in
Brooklyn,
an
eastern
European
Jew,
and
he
told
me
that
every
time
he
goes
to
Saudi
Arabia,
on
principle,
he
would
use
their
phones,
and
talk
to
his
mother
--
in
Yiddish."
Makovsky
wrote
a
book
about
the
peace
process,
“Making
Peace
With
the
PLO:
The
Rabin
Government's
Road
to
the
Oslo
Accord”
(Harper-Collins,
1996).
But
the
lighter
side
of
it
all
wasn't
in
it
--
like
attorney-general
Elyakim
Rubinstein
exchanging
Jewish
jokes
with
the
Jordanians
for
their
Salt
jokes.
(Makovsky
explains:
"There's
this
city
in
Jordan,
Salt.
Like
Jews
tell
Chelm
jokes,
Jordanians
tell
Salt
jokes.")
"During
the
Madrid
peace
conference,
I
went
to
the
Palestinians'
hotel.
It
was
like
a
scene
out
of
a
Mel
Brooks
movie:
there
were
all
these
Palestinians
sitting
at
a
bar
...
and
one
hassidic
man.
"And
I
says
to
him,
what
are
you
doing
here?
And
he
says,
'Shoolem
Aleichem,
my
name
is
Efraim
Fryman,
I
am
the
halachic
advisor
of
Faisal
Husseini.'
”
Makovsky
rollicks
at
the
absurdity.
"What
is
this?!
Can
you
believe
this?
Husseini's
halachic
advisor!
Of
course,
he
was
from
Netorei
Karta
[a
rabidly
anti-Zionist
haredi
sect].
"And
he
says,
come
up
to
my
room,
I'll
show
you
an
autographed
picture
of
Arafat.
And
I'm
walking
to
his
room,
and
suddenly
I
stop,
it
hits
me,
and
I
say,
'Wait
a
minute!
The
PLO
is
more
Zionist
than
you,
because
they
recognize
a
two-state
solution,
half
of
which
you
don't
recognize
--
which
is
the
Jewish
half!'
And
he
says"
--
Makovsky
applies
a
thick
shtetl
accent
--
"'it's
taka
a
shayleh'
[a
point
of
debate].
Then
he
says,
'But
we
asked
Tunis,
and
we
were
told
[the
recognition]
is
just
tactics.'"
Makovsky
explodes
in
laughter
--
the
image
of
this
fellow
seeking
a
talmudic
ruling,
not
from
a
rebbe
but
from
Arafat's
aides,
is
too
much.
But
if
you
think
about
it,
that's
what
the
peace
process
is
all
about:
Jews
and
Arabs,
playing
nicely
together.