Tag: protest

  • Alas, Hineni

    Alas, Hineni
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    What other group has to share their location and promise to text their loved ones hourly as a matter of safety because they are going to a peaceful protest? Well, apparently, I, as a Jew, must, because that’s how my day began. But I was lucky. I came in contact with nothing but peace and… Read more

  • A Time for Mourning

    A Time for Mourning
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    Tomorrow will mark the seventh day since Hamas massacred civilians in Israel. In Judaism, after a person passes away, a formal mourning period of seven days, known as shiva, is observed by the immediate family of the deceased. So, tomorrow, Shabbat will be the end of a sort of shiva period for the wider Jewish… Read more

  • Pondering Peace

    Pondering Peace
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    Tonight I went to a vigil for Israel. Four days and the pain is still as constant as the numb feelings, the shock. New details every day highlight more horror. Kidnapped grandparents, decapitated babies, the sheer numbers. It seems too outlandish to even write as fiction. Despite the horror I’ve seen in the online discourse,… Read more

  • In Reality at the Supreme Court

    In Reality at the Supreme Court

    I stood outside the Supreme Court yesterday after the news broke that the court has already voted to overturn Roe v Wade in a draft opinion. You may have seen pictures from me, you may have seen pictures from others, you may have seen pictures on the news. But those pictures may not have been… Read more

  • Happy Birthday Jackie Robinson

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    Today would have been Jackie Robinson’s 100th birthday. He passed away almost twenty years before I was born, and yet, I’ve been an obsessive fan all my life. I don’t remember ever not knowing who Jackie Robinson was, thanks to my grandfather who grew up in Brooklyn and shared both his knowledge and love of the… Read more

  • Thank You: From Taking to the Streets to Talking in the Streets (1/22/17)

    To the grandma on the metro in the pink kitty cap, thank you. Thank you for smiling and nodding at me across the train as if we were sisters, because we are sisters. To the middle aged woman who looked at me on the street corner, thank you. Thank you for asking me if I… Read more