The prison walls seemed to melt away, and all was well in the world as the open road beckoned
Day after day (and often night after filibustered night as well), Knesset sessions have become a slugfest. The opposition excoriates the coalition, and the coalition thumb noses at their nemeses. Netanyahu trades barbs with Bennett; and MKs entertain each other on the taxpayer’s agorah with Superman jokes.
It’s enough to drive the unbiased observer to question: What are they there for, anyway?
After a grueling encounter with Israeli transport laws this week, which seems to have changed the fate of many motorists like myself, I can confirm that there is at least one Knesset member who’s worth his weight in gold shekels. Here, exclusive to Mishpacha, is the scoop.
It all began last Tuesday morning when a letter — of the faded, low-toner variety that marks government communications — arrived Chez Guttentag.
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