Peace broke out in1993. That’s when Israel began negotiating for peace with the Palestinian leadership. That’s when the peace process started. But it’s not a peace I want.

If peace means that the Hatuel family can be killed point-blank in their car by a gun-wielding terrorist, including the eight-months-pregnant mother, that’s not a peace I want.

If peace means that Kobi Mandell and Yosef Ish-Ran can be bludgeoned to death so brutally that their families needed to identify them by their clothes, that’s not a peace I want.

If peace means that a terrorist can use a sniper rifle, one of the most precise killing instruments ever made, to kill 10-month-old Shalhevet Pass, that’s not a peace I want.

If peace means that Fogel family can be butchered in their beds, including a 3-month-old, that’s not a peace I want.

If peace means that the Henkins can be gunned down in front of their kids, that’s not a peace I want.

If peace means that terrorists can stab a man to death and try to kill his wife and baby, as happened tonight, that’s not a peace I want.

If peace means my mother can be shot for the crime of being a Jew in Judea, it’s not a peace I want.

Many people call settlements and those who live in them “obstacles to peace.” If this is the peace we’re meant to endure, I am proud to be an obstacle to peace. I hope this peace ends soon.