In a time when identity, heritage, and personal storytelling are more valued than ever, this book offers a unique, humorous, and heartfelt perspective on the Jewish experience. With rising discussions about culture, intergenerational identity, and belonging, this book speaks to both those who share its background and those eager to learn from it.
As Passover approaches, Jews unite in tradition despite the modern world’s intrusion—like Amanda Feinstein’s political poncho—reaffirming their indomitable spirit. Culinary challenges like “Chametz-free” dishes with questionable flavor are met with humor. It’s essential to recognize the meaning of the holiday, devotedly celebrated with long prayers and feasts, remembering that the sacrifices made are small compared to the value of freedom. Amen to the enduring spirit of the Jewish people.
Yes and no, but really… YES! Anyone willing to remove themselves from the deeply-ingrained indoctrination of centuries of “Hate Mythology” handed down by their ancestors, […]
I have often said that if I wrote even one really good song, I would never stop talking about it. It would be the first […]
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This post was published 10 years ago in a now defunct publication, but I thought it had legs, so I pulled it from the archives […]
I am unclear to who he is specifically referring, so I cannot confirm or deny whether they are Jews at all since some people have come to equate rich white man with “Jew”. What I CAN declare with certainty, is that even if those individuals were Jews, the rest of us were not privy to the agenda in question.
This conversation is about a generation (or two) who cannot name five Beatles’ songs, but may be heard inadvertently singing along to some alternate version of: Yesterday, I Want To Hold Your Hand, Get Back, All You Need Is Love, or Let It Be.
In just this one brief, isolated interaction, we two virtual strangers from different worlds (but ironically the same building) had unexpectedly created a platform for peace.
My father was shot in a robbery days before my 18th birthday…
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