The elegant lady sitting next to me on the sofa, waiting for her turn at the local hairdresser in center Tel Aviv, was telling how the night before Bibi had called her. Or, to put it more specifically, she in person — Hanna, who was sitting by my side at the hairdresser — received a call from none other than [Israeli] Prime Minister Benjamin Netanyahu. His voice on the other end was deep as ever and conveyed familiarity, heart-warming against the fierce winter storm raging outside her window.
“Hello, it’s Benjamin Netanyahu speaking,” the voice introduced himself, to her astonishment, going on without pausing: “I am appealing to you, asking for your support in my campaign. Please, give me the strength to go on leading the State of Israel and coping with the challenges facing us.”
