For all the praise (and brickbats) heaped upon the good Mr. Kerry and his efforts to secure a peace deal between Israelis and Palestinians, these labours still appear to be in somewhat of a flux at present. Are they coalescing around a solid core, a workmanlike arrangement to which all concerned can give their fullest assent, wholeheartedly and without reservation? Or is it still a case of smoke and mirrors, a testing of the waters, a search for whatever compromise meets the minimum requirements either side might grudgingly accept and then publicly endorse?
With more than three-quarters of the nine month gestation period already gone, what are the prospects for this new ‘framework’ that Mr. Kerry is about to reveal?
Will it go fully to term, emerging into this world kicking and screaming with all the energy of new life and the promise of a wondrous future? Or is it to be just another failure, stillborn or far too weak for survival in an environment that has ignored, derided or killed off all of its numerous predecessors?
It must be hoped that this one it is made of sterner stuff, a quality never the most prominent feature in the many forerunners of its kind.
But what if it is not?
Do the rest of us abandon the quest for peace until another Mr. Kerry throws his hat into the ring? Will we be forced back to the drawing board from where the next equally flawed creation must arise and be sent forth to do battle with the beast?
But let’s not be too despondent. Mr. Kerry’s soon-to-be-released ‘framework’ may yet save the day. For if it does not, then to what or to whom must we turn for salvation in so dire a circumstance?
There comes a time when some iron must enter into the collective soul of human consciousness, some steel that stiffens our resolve to become masters of our fate, no longer eternal slaves, obedient to the fickle whims of ‘outrageous fortune.’