gettin’ rebbe with it

I was just flipping the channels and couldn’t resist stopping at the Chabad Telethon, the Jewish world’s best-distributed examples of kitsch unawares. I got there just in time to hear a 70-something hasid with a big white beard standing next to a tacky oil...

one way to win a war

I’m reading Tom Segev’s One Palestine, Complete for my history class. It’s about the British Mandate years, and so far (60ish pages in) pretty good–he certainly doesn’t romanticize anybody, but he doesn’t strike me as unfair. I know...

a beautiful essay on suffering, writing, and politics

By Bee Lavender on her blog, here, dated today. …human suffering is not symbolic. My pain, and rage, stand for nothing whatsoever. My body is simply a body.Amen, sister. Her gorgeous, difficult memoir Lessons in Taxidermy is very much worth reading, as...

Today’s question for discussion and debate:

Is David Broza, in fact, the Israeli Billy Joel? If so, what are the theological and halakhic implications of this claim? How might it be understood by the two primary populations affected by this claim: those who enjoy this music, and those who do not? If not, what...

notes from planet exotification

I’m at the fancy corporate yuppie organic grocery store picking up a few things, and stop to have a conversation with The Cheese Guy about the brie–do they have any that’s kosher, or at the very least not made with animal rennet? We chat for a bit...

I still have no internet at home

So I have to do things like sit in this annoying corporate cafe and use the internet that’s not provided BY them (for which one must pay) but that my computer picks up from someone else’s wifi out there. To everyone out there who has wifi that’s not...

yeridah

Well, I’m here. Finished my 1177 mile drive last night. My key to my apartment still works. It’s humid, I had to get up early this morning to move my car so I wouldn’t get a ticket, all the coffee shops charge actual money for you to use their...

here we go again

I’m packing up to drive back down all the waaaaay down to my city of (permanent-ish) residence tomorrow. I am one with the I-5. It’s kind of a bummer that I didn’t make it up to Vancouver (though there was some excellent playtime on Mt. Ranier this...