Terror, Again
Nothing much happened in Los Angeles last week to mark it as a special week in Jewish history. Ditto for Chicago and Sacramento, Calif.
Nothing much happened in Los Angeles last week to mark it as a special week in Jewish history. Ditto for Chicago and Sacramento, Calif.
Until Buford O. Furrow, Jr. opened fire on the North Valley Jewish Community Center (NVJCC) in Granada Hills last August, the fight for sensible gun laws was something most of us left to our elected representatives.
Holocaust revisionist David Irving mocked victims of the Holocaust by \”feeding and encouraging the most cynical anti-Semitism\” in his speeches, it was alleged last week at a trial for a defamation suit that Irving has filed against a U.S. scholar.
It seems like only yesterday that everyone who could possibly afford it made sure to consume a lot of eggs, milk and red meat. In my case, come to think of it, that was yesterday.
Last Friday the Los Angeles Times published a Column One story on its front page with the headline: Danger in Denying Holocaust?
I\’m not surprised that Southern Baptists are praying for the conversion of the Jews. I\’m praying for Southern Baptists. I pray that they see how hypocritical and offensive it is for them to say they love Jews and in the same breath trash our religion.
Being Jewish is to be bombarded by time-by seasons, weeks, history.
At times our perception of reality is altered radically; in effect, new facts force us to reexamine our assumptions no less than our illusions.
Which leads me to the question that started this rumination in the first place: Are we in Los Angeles so large and diverse a Jewish community that there is more that separates than unites us?
My name is Sarah — actually, it used to be Sarah, but that was before I went to Israel and experienced the best summer of my life. A summer that changed me forever.