In Memoriam: Esther Klein (1918-2011)
Nov 21st, 2011
If funerals were given to creative staging, I would invite you to my kitchen for a fitting tribute to this great lady.
If funerals were given to creative staging, I would invite you to my kitchen for a fitting tribute to this great lady.
The experience of protesting alongside you has been super, since, really – where else would we have met? Unfortunately, I don't really have that many friends from other religions, so it has been nice to expand my horizons. It is amazing that in your religion, all of the Torah that matters really *can* be learned on one foot, as long as that foot is covered by a stocking.
I predict a baby boom in Israel this Spring. That's more mouths to feed and larger apartments to rent, but the passion of protest and the warm mid-summer night air…It's all pretty intense, in tents. It's an amazing amount of unity, kind of out of the ordinary for here, and, I guess, for Jews in general. Also, Joe Average, and his wife, Lily White-Citizen, seem to have awoken from some type of cable-TV-induced coma. It's kind of cool. Still...I am cautious. Here's why...
This post is about 95% recycled from 2009. But it's still true, so I figured, what the heck:
Every summer, right in the hot, soft belly of July/August, especially on thick, soupy nights like this one, I'm hit with it in the head, like the skillet of an angry housewife: the urge to play Alan Jackson loud with the windows of my station wagon rolled down, hang back on my porch at sundown, and go out drinking with the girls. You guessed that right, son - Redneck Fever.
.......Is a memory something you have or something you've lost? – Woody Allen
Today we think of who we do not have and why, and then what that lack demands of us.
Tomorrow, about how we celebrate being alive to meet those demands.
Today is Memorial Day in Israel, honoring fallen soldiers and victims of terror, observed here a day before Independence Day. The connection is essential since it is widely recognized that without the former, celebrating the latter would be impossible, while always hoping that one day, this will not be the case. That there will be no more names on next year's list of the fallen. It is, in other words, a sacred day we wish with all our hearts we didn’t need to observe, and in fact grapple with its necessity all the time.
1. I don’t care who you are, if you are white and 85 years old, you really oughtn’t wear yellow.
Communal warmth comes with communal heat, just as residential cool comes with a lonely chill.
Mak goes out to California to interview a hi-tech celeb, his ex-college buddy, just after the collapse of the web bubble. (That first, redefining one, back in 2000.)
Burqa Babes from SarKE on Vimeo.
Muslims, Chill: This Isn’t About You Since this story has once again reared its
In this installment of our blovel (catch up!!!), Mak calls home. Do any of you know this mom?
The Social Well
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