Log Cabin Chronicles
Verbal Abuse
ELISHA PORAT
"So, have you seen it?" asked the journalist on the phone. "Not yet," I reply. "It doesn't matter, read it now. I just love the way the press can hit so hard." And I, who have written tens of thousands of superfluous words, have never even once succeeded in throwing a punch, and I haven't seen the arms of a single reader raised against me in self-defense.
Translated from the Hebrew by Cindy Eisner Spring 2007
Elisha Porat writes on a kibbutz in Israel.
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