ABSTRACT
Objectively, a peace negotiation is a matter of cold calculations of power and advantage by two warring parties—by all standards, the most Machiavellian of events. How, then, is it possible for an observer/chronicler of such a process (a foreigner, at that) to become so emotionally involved with the course of such a negotiation as to experience ups and downs more typical of affairs of the heart? And how can such an observer/chronicler claim to write a reasonably accurate account and interpretation?
