Much is often made of the main character being lauded as a great teacher. However, in the sole scene that is set within a classroom, he manages to make a child cry. His much-discussed morality appears to be rather peculiar. It seems to be along the lines of “we as a society should passively accept our fate and essentially roll over and die. Also, people should be nice only to my good students.”
The main character enjoys a privileged position and is independently wealthy, being the son of a tribal leader. He simply cannot fathom why everyone else does not behave in the same manner as he does. This is presented not as some sort of profound commentary but rather as a matter-of-fact statement.
Israel is portrayed as a force of nature, lacking any real face or voice. It is written in a way similar to when a deadly hurricane barrels into a town. In more capable hands, this might have been an interesting approach. However, I suspect that it has more to do with the author's reluctance to examine the impact of Israel's policies on the people of Palestine. Presumably, such an examination would disrupt the simplicity, boredom, and oddly Christian morality play that he seems to be constructing.