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Come to the middle east

The biggest problem, or the deepest part of the conflict, is the lack of communication and the fear they hold against each other.

Israeli's don't go to Palestine because they fear to be lynched. And of course this lack of communication is used by companies with bad intentions, like maybe weapons companies.

In a few days we will start rehearsing with the choir and orchestra in Palestine, with a nationalistic perspective. That means we don't include israeli's.

I think this is a big opportunity that is missed, it seems that the orchestra would be helped by some quality musicians. And jewish musicians are known to be very good at their trade.

So the funny thing is, we europeans and maybe americans, are like the glue that can make an effort for peace. Because neither palestinians nor Israeli's that i have met dare to communicate or even cross the border.

That is why it is very good that i have come and that more young people should come to help to create understanding here in the middle east.


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