Shalom L'dorot

While I was in the yeshiva, I did make one good friend. Yosef was my age, and seemed to be the only other one there that was somewhat calm. He had been in the yeshiva for almost a year so far, and had decided to just put up with it. So, in one of our talks he asks me, "Hey did I tell you I got a job?"

"No. What do you do."

"Ever hear of Shalom L'dorot?"

"Shalom L'dorot, no can't say that I have. But that'd be 'Peace for Generations'...no, can't say that I have, but I guess it's a peace group?"

"It's not so left wing. (too bad.) We want peace, but the point of the organization at the moment is to show that the Arabs are not preaching peace inwardly, towards the Israelis."

"Oh, I heard of them...they have a video tape where they show PA television, and subtitle it, and you can see the propaganda being sent to the Palestinian children?"

"Right."

"And they gave you a paying job?"

"500 sheks a week."

"What do you do for them?"

"I'm in charge of the organization."

::Pause::

"Yosef, you're eighteen."

"Right."

"When people ask you, you've been saying that you were anti-political."

"Right."

Apparently, as he explained it, Shalom L'dorot was in a unique position. It had money, and it had a niche. But, the problem was that there was that there was no organization. It was a big, intimidating shell of an organization, with almost nothing in its inside. The guy who was presently in charge of it, Daniel, was described by the head chairman as "not knowing his ass from his elbow," and Yosef was brought in to bring some "fresh blood," into it.

"Why you?"