A photo from the archives of the American Committee for the Protection of the Foreign Born (ACPFB) depicts a multi-racial group of protesters in grade
He lived next door to us with his elderly mother: as caretaker, we assumed. Frank Smith was clean-shaven and well-groomed. My mother described him as
Arkansas Hanukkah, 2019: Visiting the goyish side of our family in Fort Smith for the holidays, we take advantage of the rare “Chrismukkah” convergence, making
In this season of Sukkot –the festival of booths, of harvesting and gathering in –thousands of Kurds face displacement from their temporary homeland in Rojava,
I recently returned to the Jewish Community Center (JCC) – Milwaukee from a summer-long lapse in my membership to find that the entrance had been
My elderly friend Rose Daitsman died last week. An inveterate organizer, she once told me about a campaign she led against class inequality in the
Slowing down for a contemplative break during the month of Elul always sounds like a good idea. It conjures hours spent journaling about the passing
Purim is as much a story of collective survival as it is of heroic deeds and last-minute inversions. A tale for our times, it is the story of how vulnerable people find sanctuary, spitting in the eye of their oppressors with the rowdy fact of their rebel endurance.
Symbols and slogans take on meaning precisely because they are charged with the weight of fraught, painful, and contradictory pasts. They mean different things to different people. Respecting the power of these collisions constitutes both political good sense and common decency.
The Crucial Lesson from Sumud Freedom Camp, Day 11 and Raid #3 by Jodi Melamed I have learned how valuable a piece of fabric can