`The Rise and Fall of Benyamin Netanyahu by David Wilder
The morning after the elections I woke up early and immediately made my way to the computer. It was five in the morning here – so it was ten o’clock in New York. The polls were just starting to show Trump pulling ahead. Glued to the screen, I almost did not move until nine in the evening. As each hour passed, and it became evident that Hillary was really going to lose, the sensation of ecstasy rose. Higher and higher and higher. It was a magnificent feeling.
The next day, looking back, I tried to remember the last time I had experienced such bliss. Then it hit me: May, 1996. Waking up, also early morning, and hearing that Netanyahu had defeated Shimon Peres for the Israeli premiership. By a half a percentage point.
That was similarly as surprising and shocking as the Trump victory. The reaction of most of us on the Israeli right, who had so vociferously opposed Oslo, was not only delight; we thought the Mashiach – the Messiah, had arrived.
It took less than half a year to learn, and then try to absorb, that we were mistaken. Bibi was far from being a knight in shining armor.