Back in 1997, I have written a story about Middle East politics titled "The Enemy and How I Helped to Fight it", which I have placed on my personal web-site, in its own section. It is a humorous story and was originally written in Hebrew, but I've translated it to English.

The story's text was made available under the Creative Commons Attribution Share-Alike licence (CC-by-sa), which allows distribution, creating derivative works and making a commercial use of it, as long as one attributes me and shares derivative works under the same licence.

Here is the beginning of the English translation as a teaser:

1. Left Without a Trace

I woke up in the morning and went to the post. It was a bright day at the beginning of spring. When I walked down the road that leads to the post, I enjoyed the lively green of the field, before the summer shows its marks. Flowers bloomed there in the colors of white, yellow and violet and I could hear the squeak of the birds that resided on the trees and woke up before morning. Drops of dew shined on the shrubs and flowers, and the ground was still moist from the rain that had fallen there a day before. The sun just began to shine and in the sky there was a war between the light-blue shade brought by the sun and the dark red of the night.

In my opinion, it was a perfect day to launch missiles at the Enemy’s soldiers. However, that was not what I intended to do that day.

As I came near the post I saw from afar that two of my comrades were oiling one of the mortars that were in the possession of my post. They were so busy that they did not notice me until they heard me say "Good Morning." to them.

"Good morning, the Member of the Organisation." They replied while turning to see me. "How’s it going?" added one of them.

"Top of the world. I’m going to quit today."

"Really? That’s a shame! ‘We’ll miss you, bro’, like they say."

"Likewise. But we have to move on."

And so I walked away from them, opened the door that lead to the office of the post’s commander and went in. The commander sat by the table and read a pamphlet of pages that he held in his hand. It was probably one of the many reports and files of instructions and clarifications that he received. After I entered, he placed the pamphlet on the table, turned to look at me and said: "Good morning, the Member! Look, I read a couple of papers now and they explain that we should initiate a transfer of…"

"Good morning to you too, Sir." I interrupted him. "Excuse me for bothering you, but I don’t think it’s relevant anymore."

"Why?"

"Because I came here to file my resignation."

"No way! Just ten minutes ago the other Member of the Organisation resigned."

"Really?" I asked him.

"Yes. He is now bids the other members farewell."

"Why did he quit?"

"This and that. Said something that he couldn’t take all this stress any longer, and that he wishes to find a stable job and raise a family. He also noted that ‘it was fun to serve in the Organisation, but it’s time to move on.’ "

"Okay."

"Yes, but as they say: when it rains it pours. Well, just sign here and I’ll take care of all the other paperwork."

After I started filling it, I said to him: “about the salary you gave me...”

“Forget it!” the commander said and continued “during your service in the Organisation, you've done a great service to your people and your country. You've earned your pay, even if not honestly, and we thank you that you've joined our ranks at all in the first place. I just hope that during your civil life, you'll continue to maintain the spirit of the organisation and its philosophy.”

“I'll do my best, sir.” I told him with a snap while I signed it. Then I rose up and we shook hands. I thought a little about what the commander just said, and then recalled something and sat down. "Look, it may no longer be so relevant" I said to him "but I’ve been a member of the Organisation for two years and nobody ever told me what the philosophy of the Organisation was. What is it, really?"

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