I've just read George Soros' predictable piece on Israel and on AIPAC in the current New York Review of Books whose also predictable commentary on the Jewish state began long ago with Noam Chomsky. (The Review stopped publishing Chomsky on Israel when Isaiah Berlin told its editor, Robert Silvers, that it was either he or Chomsky who would appear in its pages, not both.) In any case, Soros' has written an intriguing and ignorant article to which I will respond on my return home. I let him off the hook the last time with his sloppy pleas of innocence and his pathetic editing of his own prose. After all, many survivors of the catastrophe must have taken ethical sharp corners to live. They also seem to be afflicted by some remorse or, at least, mixed emotions, Not Soros, who seems to think his survival in Hitler's and Horthy's Hungary was a triumph rather like his conquest of a nation's currency or a successful call on a public security. Since he has picked the scab off his own wound this time, I will not be so kind this time. So, while I am on my way to Florence to convene with the ghost of Savanarola, the renaissance inquisitor, I hasten to confess that I am in Israel to receive my ideological instructions from the same people who instruct AIPAC. So what I write will really be authoritative.