Mideast Briefs
Jewish relief agencies and the government of Israel are mobilizing to send rescue missions and humanitarian aid to Turkey, in the wake of a devastating earthquake that, at press time, may have claimed more than 4,000 lives.
Jewish relief agencies and the government of Israel are mobilizing to send rescue missions and humanitarian aid to Turkey, in the wake of a devastating earthquake that, at press time, may have claimed more than 4,000 lives.
Israeli scientists, like their colleagues worldwide, are thinking smaller and smaller. The world\’s first computer occupied an entire room.
There is an old joke from the Holocaust, Robin Williams says.
Two old Jews want to kill Hitler. The fuhrer doesn\’t show up. \”So one turns to the other and says, \’My God, I hope nothing happened to him,\’ \” Williams quips.
Ronald Steven Lauder has a dream.
At some point in the future, Israel\’s Negev desert, now \”basically Arizona without people,\” will be a lush garden spot, made fruitful by a string of desalination plants purifying seawater.
Six years after the historic Rabin-Arafat handshake on the White House lawn, the Palestinians can point to a mixed bag of results from the Oslo peace process.
My father was a song-and-dance man of the first order. He loved to tell jokes and he had a million of them.
Four West Valley synagogues representing three different denominations — the Calabasas Shul (Orthodox), Temple Solael (Reform), Temple Aliyah and Shomrei Torah (Conservative) — will join together for a Tashlich ceremony Sunday, Sept. 19, at the Westlake Village Marina.
Terri R. Smooke sat at a table at Starbucks on Beverly Drive catching up on her letter writing.\n\”It\’s been so hectic the last few weeks, I\’ve got to use every spare moment,\” she explained.\n\nSmooke\’s appointment calendar started overflowing a month ago, when she took a call from Sharon Davis, wife of California Gov. Gray Davis.
Busted flat in Barstow, I realize the desert is no place for an old Plymouth. The mechanic says something about \”a machine shop in Victorville,\” and I think that is one phrase you never want to hear in a sentence with your name. That and \”feeding tube.\”
In the waning hours of Yom Kippur, the last rays of sun cast long shadows through the stained-glass windows. It is time for \”Ne\’ila,\” the final prayer in a day filled with prayer, when the gates on high, opened especially wide for this day, begin their final closing.