Nusseibeh has been trying to find a way out of the Middle Eastern wilderness for decades, and that often frustrating, sometimes hopeful journey is chronicled in this absorbing new memoir. At one level Once Upon a Country: A Palestinian Life serves as a useful primer on the history of Israeli-Palestinian relationsa tale of wars, uprisings, progress, and dashed hopestold with the immediacy and sometimes gossipy tone of an insider. But its also the story of an Arab intellectual drawn against his better nature into the combative world of political activism. Nusseibeh was present, in body or in spirit, at every step of the conflict (he was studying at Oxford when the Six-Day War broke out, but returned days later to find Jerusalem transformed), and he came to play a critical role as a negotiatior for a two-state solution. How Nusseibeh got there, and how he continued the search for common ground in the face of repeated setbacks and appalling violence, is at the heart of this inspiring book.
Nusseibeh began his engagement advocating a single, democratic Arab- Jewish state, but the harsh realities of occupation convinced him of the impossibility of that dream. By the late 1970s, he writes, far from bringing the sides closer together, occupation was turning Palestinians into a permanent underclass of workers whose land, resources, and basic rights were being systematically violated and stripped away. He saw that a separatist Palestinian nationalist identity was growing stronger, and eventually he became swept up in the struggle. As an Arab Jerusalemite, with one foot planted in Israel and one in Palestine, he was in a key position to serve as a mediator between two increasingly implacable enemies. Ironically, Israel came to regard him as both a nuisance and a threatand in 1991, at the outbreak of the first Gulf War, the Israeli government locked him up on flimsy charges of being an agent of Saddam Hussein. Nusseibehs story is most gripping as it charts the urbane professors improbable transformation into an activist, an undercover operative, and, during the first Palestinian uprising, a prisoner.
Nusseibehs take on the collapse of the Camp David talks in July 2000 and the subsequent outbreak of the second intifada is provocative. Nusseibeh rejects the conventional wisdom that Arafat bears the brunt of the blame by refusing to accept Israeli Prime Minister Ehud Baraks ostensibly generous offer. Theres no question that Baraks concessions the division of Jerusalem, the withdrawal of most West Bank settlementswent far beyond what any previous Israeli government had been willing to offer, but Nusseibeh makes a plausible case that his brinkmanship set the stage for disaster. After years of mutual distrust, neither side, he argues, was ready to commit to the final settlement that Barak, with Clintons backing, was pushing. Nusseibeh accuses Barak of playing a high-stakes game that offered either total agreement or apocalypse. The route to the apocalypse was greased, of course, by men with guns, such as the charismatic Fatah leader turned terrorist Marwan Barghouti. In a memorable encounter, Barghouti tells Nusseibeh that, in effect, the Israeli political elite had to be shocked out of its political complacency through pain. Blood had to be drawn.
For me, as a former Middle East correspondent who lived through the most violent period in recent Israeli-Palestinian history, Nusseibehs insights into the unfolding of the Al Aqsa intifada are particularly acute. We get fascinating thumbnail sketches of key actors in the drama, including Jibril Rajoub, the head of West Bank preventative security during the last years of Arafat. The burly, brusk Rajoub formed an unlikely kinship with the erudite Nusseibeh, borne of their shared familiarity with the Israeli mindset, belief in the possibility of finding common ground, and rejection of the campaign of suicide bombings. (Inexplicably, the Israeli military targeted Rajoub for assassination in May 2001, which led Nusseibehand other observersto wonder whether Sharon and his hawkish circle, including his virulently anti-Arab minister of internal security, Uzi Landau, werent deliberately trying to eliminate moderate voices.) The Palestinian figure at the center of the ongoing conflict, however, remains an enigma: Yasser Arafat comes off as a murky, maddeningly elusive character whose runic comments and general air of detachment seemed designed to give him plausible deniability on the darker aspects of Palestinian governance. Nusseibeh refuses to let him off the hook, however, holding him accountable for massive corruption within the Palestinian Authority as well as the incitement of violence.
This is a book that is bound to enrage people on both sides, which is a measure of its potency. Many Israelis will reject Nusseibehs arguments that the Oslo Accords were bound to fail because they were essentially a fools game, coupling, as they did, vague promises of a future Palestinian state with unrelenting settlement expansion across the West Bank. They will be angered by his contentions that the Al Aqsa intifada was not an orchestrated uprising but a spontaneous expression of frustration and rage, and that Israel long pursued a policy of targeting moderates while allowing extremists to flourish. Many Palestinians will resent his characterization of the second uprising as a catastrophic slapdash brawl without leadership, strategy or ideas … a ruinous and sanguinary fit of madness. This balanced account of one mans commitment to peace in the face of long odds lets neither side off the hook. Its long chronicle of missteps, misunderstandings, and failures is steeped in regret. But even in the face of Hamas and Sharons Wall, Nusseibeh is unwilling to surrender hope. At the deepest metaphysical levels, he writes, Jews and Arabs are allies. The fact that Nusseibeh can offer that judgment after all that has happened over the last half century is reason enough not to despair.