To state the obvious, we’ve just survived the confrontation that decades of Israeli strategists feared — a showdown with mighty Iran
I’M not picky when it comes to my work conditions. Decrepit, gap-toothed laptop; one-armed Captain Hook swivel chair; intermittent Wi-Fi — I can handle them all. But even I have standards. My red line is working in an office being targeted for annihilation by Iran’s Revolutionary Guards.
I’m sensitive like that. It’s just too far out of my comfort zone.
Those are precisely the conditions under which we produced the magazine two weeks ago — just three days into the war. After the Israeli Air Force memorably interrupted Iran’s main news broadcast with some pyrotechnics on that Monday afternoon, the Iranians published a picture of 35 Kanfei Nesharim — which happens to be the building that we share with Kan, Israel’s national broadcaster.
Accompanied by one of those bloodcurdling End-of-Days Farsi pronouncements, it promised that our building would be annihilated in time for the nine o’clock news.
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