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.
If you closed your eyes and sat very still, you could almost feel history unfolding last week in Conference Room No. 1 at national United Jewish Appeal headquarters in New York.
I have been thinking about \”performance\” for about two weeks now — its virtues, its limitations, its prevalence even when unintended.
Don\’t we all know what sensible eating means by now? Not too much fat, and good fats at that (olive oil, nut and seed oils, etc.); more grains and vegetables and fruits; less meat (lean), dairy products and fish.
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?
For much of his life, Axel Köster says, he has struggled with his legacy; his shame about being German; his love for relatives who perhaps supported atrocities.
We lit the candles Friday night in honor of the new millennium.
I know it should not have been done that way. Observant Jews insisted right up until the Waterford ball dropped in Times Square that the millennium had nothing to do with them, that on Friday night it was Shabbat, not 2,000 years after Jesus that they were celebrating.
When 20th Century Fox released the controversial movie \”Fight Club\” this fall, they took a gamble that the public would flock to a film that depicted self-selected alienated young men taking out their pent-up anger by beating up on one another. Having cost a reported $68 million just to produce, the film is only anticipated to gross a mere $35 million at the box office domestically.
The big surprise of the holiday season, if you caught it, was Jerry Seinfeld\’s wedding.\nIt turns out the man whose television persona perfectly embodied men\’s fear of commitment was, in real life, simply waiting for the right Jewish woman. Once he found her, baddaboom, baddabing, you\’ve got a traditional Jewish wedding, chuppah, broken glass, the works. It\’s so traditional, the crabmeat canapes come out only after the rabbi leaves. They even saw to a kosher Jewish divorce for the once-married bride. Who knew television\’s darkest satirist was such a sentimental traditionalist offscreen?
