By Way of Deception/Unanswered Cries/Friday Night Lights/In the Absence of Angels [antikvár]

Authors' PorewordRevealing the facts as I know them from my vantage point of four years spent inside the Mossad has been by no means an easy task. Coming from an ardent Zionist background, I had been taught that the state of Israël was incapable of misconduct. That we were the Dayid in the unending struggle against the ever growing Goliath. That there was no one out there to protect us but ourselvesa feeling reinforced by the Holocaust survivors who lived among us.Wethe new generation of Israelites, the resurrected nation on its own land after more than two thousand years of exilewere en-trusted with the fate of the nation. The commanders of our army were called champions, not generals. Our leaders were captains at the helm of a great ship.I was elated when I was chosen and granted the privilege to join what I considered to be the elite team of the Mossad.But it was the twisted ideals and self-centered pragmatism that I encountered inside the Mossad, coupled with this so-called team's greed, lust, and total lack of respect for human life, that motivated me to teil this story.It is out of love for Israël as a free and just country that I am laying my life on the line by so doing, facing up to those who took it upon themselves to turn the Zionist dream into the present-day nightmare.The Mossad, being the intelligence body entrusted with the respon-sibility of plotting the course for the leaders at the helm of the nation, has betrayed that trust. Plotting on its own behalfand for petty,