And Then There Were Four Book

I was only going to give it 3 or 4-stars, then I realized I was rating my own feelings, rather than the book.
Before reading it, I thought there was a solution to the problem, hard to negotiate, sure, and probably not in the near future, but some sort of peaceful and mutually respectful resolution. (Didn't South-Africa?)
I don't see it anymore, neither one state nor two.
How she can conclude that " peace is just waiting to break through the mutually destructive occupation" is to me un-understandable: it took 28 years for the Berlin wall to come tumbling down, and it was not built to augment East Berlin's land and water resources; furthermore, there was no distrust between West- and East-Germans, only between their allies, the US and Russia.
It breaks my heart to see the Palestinian people constantly shooting themselves in the foot, making all the wrong choices, and condemning themselves to fourth-world poverty; it breaks my heart to see the Jewish people whose courage and determination I admire so much, behave like a 19th century colonial power.

Baltzer wrote this book with her heart, and that's how you should read it: try to forget you have an opinion, and empathize. I only wish you won't find it as depressing as I did.