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The Israeli novelist David Grossman’s impassioned account of what he observed on the West Bank in early 1987 – not only the misery of the Palestinian refugees and their deep-seated hatred of the Israelis, but also the cost of occupation for both occupier and occupied – is an intimate and urgent moral report on one of the great tragedies of our time. The book was written to mark the 20th anniversary of Israeli occupation of the West Bank of the Jordan River following the Six Day War in June 1967, and is translated here from the Hebrew. The Yellow Wind is essential reading for anyone who seeks a deeper understanding of Israel today. --Ce texte fait référence à l'édition Broché .

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David Grossman was born in Jerusalem, where he still lives. He is the bestselling author of numerous works of fiction, non-fiction and children’s books, which have been translated into thirty-six languages. He is the recipient of numerous awards, including the French Chevalier de l’Ordre des Arts et des Lettres and the 2010 Frankfurt Peace Prize. His most recent novels were To the End of the Land (2010), described by Jacqueline Rose in the Guardian as ‘without question one of the most powerful and moving novels I have ever read’, and Falling Out of Time (2014). --Ce texte fait référence à l'édition Broché .

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HASH(0x96cba21c) étoiles sur 5 A Great Contribution to Historiography 6 mai 2003
Par James - Publié sur Amazon.com
Format: Broché
An excellent read, and certainly the least biased book on the subject I've ever read. I was introduced to this book while reading a passage in THE OTHER ISRAEL written by Assaf Oron, a Sergeant Major in the Israeli Defense Force Reserves. Assaf is one of the reservists who has refused to serve in the occupied territories after years of serving there.
In THE OTHER ISRAEL, Assaf wrote, "A copy of THE YELLOW WIND..., which had just come out, crossed my path. I read it, and suddenly it hit me. I finally understood what I had done over there [in the occupied territories]. What I had BEEN over there."
This powerful passage taken in context moved me to buy and read the book that moved a soldier to completely change his outlook on the conflict, and I am so fortunate I did.
Grossman's book is written from a uniquely humanist point of view in regard to what life is like for both Palestinians and Israeli citizens since 1967.
He spent 7 weeks in the occupied territories, both in the camps and in the settlements to make a genuine attempt to see the immediate world around him through the Palestinian and Gush Emunim settlers' eyes.
This book does not bog down with the intricacies and interpretations of various peace agreements, nor does it bother to delve into the well-known positions held by political leaders on both sides as so many other books on the subject do. Rather, Grossman focusses entirely on those who are most affected by the situation in the region: the people.
The book was written originally in 1988, and has an afterward by the author written in April 2002. As Grossman says in his afterward, "Nothing has changed." This book is as fresh and revealing today as it was 15 years ago. I really gained a lot by reading this book. You will too.
10 internautes sur 11 ont trouvé ce commentaire utile 
HASH(0x96cad084) étoiles sur 5 Worth reading 10 novembre 2003
Par Un client - Publié sur Amazon.com
Format: Broché
This is a good book providing good insight into the human dimension of the conflict. Well worth reading. I found two chapters particularly striking. First one is about a Palestinian village divided in two after a Jordanian and Israeli border agreement, and how members of the same family could grow differing identities (and even come to be not so fond of each other) due to such cruel separation for years. Second one is about a terrorist's father. Grossman gives this poor man's account as he told him, without adding his own commentary. Briefly, the son, who was grown up and living in another town away from the father's home, got involved in a terrorist act that took innocent Israeli lives. The father was subsequently picked up from work by the Israeli authorities, and pressured to disclose whereabouts of his son, which he maintained he didn't know (of the son's whereabouts and his alleged terrorist act). Torture and all sorts of humiliation were used, including threats of rape of his wife and daughters. His house was bulldozed to ground on fifteen minute's notice. He lost his work permit, and reduced to wander as a beggar from one village to another, avoiding his own out of shame. He and his family ended up living in one bedroom at a neighbor's house, without kitchen or bathroom. The son was found and killed eventually without the help of any of this effort on the father. After telling this story, Grossman says something like (paraphrasing), "of course, one's heart doesn't go out to this man's suffering and pain" vis-a-vis, I guess, the pain suffered by the Israeli victims of the son's act. And he continues (still paraphrasing), "but I guess, it is such instances where we have to be more rational and measured." Well, maybe this was all my misreading Grossman, but why wouldn't one's heart go out to this man? Mine did. And I thought modern states and tribes would have to differ a bit in such law enforcement and crime investigation matters. What is new about this? Maybe this (i.e., Grossman's slip, as I see it) too is an indication of how tough and convoluted the Palestinian-Israeli conflict has become. Actually, throughout the book, Grossman seems to respect and listen more to those Palestinians who manage to maintain their honor and dignity no matter what, and who therefore arouse curiosity and would impress anyone. Those who are truly wretched seem to barely touch him, if they do at all. I guess such condition of theirs is their own fault, or their parents' or sons' and daughters'. In any event, the book is free from preaching; it's not like the author's value judgments will get in the way of your reading. By all accounts, Grossman did a commendable job, and my little critique is, well, mine only.
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HASH(0x96e18edc) étoiles sur 5 Faces of the conflict 22 janvier 2002
Par Enrique Torres - Publié sur Amazon.com
Format: Broché
David Grossman manages to do the seemingly impossible as he humanizes the conflict between the Jews and Arabs in Israel. An outstanding picture is drawn that shows the humanity of the conflict, both the ugly and beauty involved without any bias. A brief historical perspective is included to help further illustrate the ongoing problem. Grossman interviews and paraphrases his discussions along the way of his journey, seeking the truth without politicians interference from either side. The stories are for the most part heartbreaking, as Grossman explores and tells his revealed stories of the never ending conflict. Although written "early" on in the conflict, the issues and people are the same. Palestinians dispossesed, turned to bitter anger, further escalated by a Jewish authority that tries to mantain some order between the now, old adversaries. The book is insightful and unfortunatly prophetic of the current situation that now calls for a murder by one side in retaliation for another murder. The cycle is unending, the faces on the news all to real and Grossman revealed the faces long ago. He traveled throughout the country to gather the stories of those most affected by war. He talks to old and young alike as they complain and show their disdain, their fears and their little hope for a workable solution. The books raises many questions, often going deeper than the conflict itself, obviously there are no easy solutions.The cruely inflicted upon each group is part of the problem but the roots of the conflict date back to the partioning of the land and the changing landscape of the geography and it's inhabitants. This book is a very worthwhile read that is a fast page turner. Highly recommended for those interested in the conflict of the Middle East that seems to be the fuse of the powder keg.
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HASH(0x9a0f16cc) étoiles sur 5 A true masterpiece 2 mars 2002
Par mehnaz m. afridi - Publié sur Amazon.com
Format: Relié
David Grossman's "Yellow Wind" is superb with a richness and texture to his writing that is honesta nd sincere. Grossman was highly criticized for providing the Palestinian story but when one reads this text, it is all sides that he lies within and one can hear the injustices of both the Israeli and the Palestinian.
I think this text is wonderful and easy to read!
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HASH(0x970974d4) étoiles sur 5 A journey into intractable darkness 9 juillet 2014
Par Nicholas C. Triolo - Publié sur Amazon.com
Format: Broché
I became interested in reading David Grossman after seeing him interviewed in Simon Schama's excellent PBS program The Story of the Jews. Schama was struggling to understand the West Bank settlers' mythic desire to reclaim the entirety of the historic Israel, from the sea to the far bank of the Jordan and beyond. Grossman eloquently hypothesizes in the interview that an integral characteristic of the Jewish mind has been formed by many years of exile: the memory, and the vast abstract symbology which preserves it, of its native land. It is a narrative defended against, and wrought by, many generations of evil endured at the hands of the peoples in whose lands Jews have lived. He posits that even now, when so many of the world's Jews have returned and built a modern state in that land, the grand abstraction remains, beckoning some to further expansion, to something akin to a Platonic ideal of Jewish nationhood. These settlers, he says, have not fully accepted being where they are, because their ancestors have spent so much time mentally being where they were not. It is a romantic explanation with an obvious vein of truth.

Grossman, principally a novelist, explored this theme in The Yellow Wind, a connected series of essays about his two months traveling in the West Bank and Gaza, interviewing people of diverse backgrounds, ideologies, and roles in what he calls "the situation". His travels took place in 1987, the year I was born, and the book was published shortly thereafter. The book has a haunting familiarity: the stories, the people, and the perspectives on the situation all mirror so much of what I see today in contemporary documentaries, journalism, activist rhetoric, literature, and film.

The book begins by delving into the phenomenon of abstraction of place that he mentions in Schama's documentary, only in this instance not with respect to settlers, but to refugees in the Deheisha camp in the West Bank. He observes that the refugees live dual lives: their daily work, chores, and relations go on in the humble (sometimes squalid) conditions of the camp, but their inner selves are deeply rooted in their home villages (or in many cases, their parents', grandparents', or even great-grandparents' villages, which they themselves have never seen). They mythologize the lives - the birthrights - that have been taken from them by the foundation of the state of Israel and the post-1967 occupying forces. They lament the pain of losing their lands, their olive trees and rich earth, the spacious properties where they did not have to live like sardines in a tin, as they do in the camp. The real, material costs of living in the past, and living elsewhere, are explored throughout the book. Grossman laments all sides' inability to set aside their abstractions, painful and deep-rooted though they may be, and look directly at the state of affairs.

Visiting Ofra, a settlement of the messianic Zionist settler movement Gush Emunim ("the Bloc of the Faithful"), Grossman finds himself unsettled by a strange mix of the abstract and the concrete. These ambitious settlers, ostracized by the moderate Israeli consensus for their zealotry and for being the foundational presence which allowed for the existence of the radical and sometimes violent "Jewish underground", are acutely aware of the omnipresent danger that accompanies their decision to establish an outpost amidst their enemies, and that concrete awareness leads to a form of thinking that completely abstracts the other, the Arab, allowing for no empathy or admission of the legitimacy of Arab grievances. The walls these settlers have built to keep the Arabs out have hemmed in parts of their minds. Grossman is disturbed by his inability to break through the psychological defenses the settlers have erected against enemies and naysayers in the West Bank, in Tel Aviv, and in the world beyond Israel. In one of the most beautiful and chilling pieces of prose in the book, he predicts that

'we will all continue, gone foolish from abundance and apathy and feeling inferior in the face of "activism" and "realization of ideals", to sit in the hall and watch the gushnikim play before us scenes of horror--at every opportunity that presents itself--yet stimulating some pleasant impulse in some hearts, as well as dramas of authentic pioneer idealism, and snatches of scenes of madness and instigation, except that sometimes, while we watch the events in that circular field and pay the small price of not doing anything, someone will awaken in the back corner of that great auditorium and discover, when he sees the ground moving slowly beneath his feet, that this wonderful circus is a traveling one, traveling with determination, and that its goal and direction are known to him without a doubt.'

The tone taken in the book toward the settlements, the refugees, a potential Palestinian state, and a gradual mending of relations is one of measured pessimism, and occasionally what Grossman sees in his trip (and, one assumes, in his daily life) pushes him toward defeatism. He is too compassionate to be a misanthrope, but sees the frontier interactions between Arabs and Israeli Jews--the interactions which define and develop the relationship--as often two peoples showing each other their worst faces, until neither side has any hope of seeing the other, humane face. He observes firsthand the fear of those caught up, directly or indirectly, in the Israeli military courts and penal system, to which the judges and young guards and bureaucrats are inured; the anger and humiliation of Arabs forced to wait for hours at checkpoints; the insoluble bitterness born on both sides when Israeli families are murdered in the most gruesome ways by terrorists, and then the relatives of those terrorists (whether or not they are guilty of their children's or siblings' radicalization) have their houses demolished, their lives left in tatters, and the towns where they hail from are subjected to retribution from settlers. It is on nearly every page of the book, screaming out: vicious circle, vicious circle. But are we no more than our past behaviors, Grossman asks? Do we not have the ability to wake up from our collective nightmare, our abstractions of self and other? Even the youngest children, he finds, Arab or Jewish, feel the intense, violence psychological burden, in their daily lives and in their dreams. They do not dream of reconciliation, but of shadowy and violent encounters, the archetypal other. Grossman finds deep blame in the adults for their children's burdens, and in successive generations of reactionary, unimaginative leadership for the adults' burdens.

In the middle of the book there is a story, likely a fictionalized account of someone who Grossman interviewed (or a composite of such people), about a young Israeli intelligence agent named Gidi. He strolls confidently through the village which for years he has manipulated and squeezed information from, but also learned to appreciate. He speaks their language, knows their names and their children, and sits with them for coffee--has done so thousands of times. He wants to tell them his excellent news: that he has had his firstborn son. Yet he hesitates, awaiting the right moment. He starts to second guess himself: for many years he has had a fictional son, a lie he constructed to build common ground; he wonders about the confusion that will result from the revelation of the lie, how the dynamic will shift in his relationship with them. The story plunges the reader into the essential confusion at the heart of this relationship. Gidi's profession is the manipulation and control of human beings. He is idealistic about his work, seeing as obvious the need to secure his people against terrorism. He likes the people he manipulates. Yet his white lie becomes the loose thread which unravels the garment of his work and leaves him naked: he sees that his relationship with the Arabs as the unhealthy, artificial edifice that it is. He lies to them, and they lie to him, all wearing a smile, except when he has to do the dirty work that is on the first line of his job description. Both are caught in a web: they have to play the game, and they lose themselves--and, at times, their humanity--in it. It struck me as I read that Gidi could be a younger version of Rami, the Israeli agent in the recent film Omar. He plays a similar game of compartmentalization, using people cynically on the one hand, and with the other hand grasping the notion that they have some common ground: the same twisted dynamic playing itself out a generation on from The Yellow Wind's prescient warnings.

This book is 27 old, but the situation it describes has now seemingly become perennial, repeating itself year after year, with no major ground-shifting dynamic in sight. The yellow wind, described to Grossman by a Palestinian man as a primordial force of cleansing-by-destruction issuing from the gates of the underworld, blew through Grossman's mind as he wrote this book, which has lost none of its immediacy or importance. It would be interesting for Grossman, now wiser and perhaps less despairing, to write a follow-up, with things having changed so much for all of those who have lived this reality for their entire lives, and for many large actors like Fatah, who have gone from a terrorist organization to potential relatively moderating force in the eyes of the Israeli government; yet with so many of the fundamental relationships and attitudes profoundly unchanged. Is his book a meteorologic marker of the time when the wind blew most violently, in the midst of the Lebanese Civil War and the beginning of the First Intifada? Has the wind receded, or are the present tensions, the recent killings of innocent Israeli and Palestinian teens, and the ever-broadening discord in the Levant signs that the young novelist's worst intuitions are now the most viable reality?
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