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A Time to Mull

So it turns out that the Arabs of Judea and Samaria really hate the guts out of us Jews.

Facing Truths

Having just learned that a cousin serving in the Israel Defense Forces was wounded in action, I find it painful, but necessary to speak out. The latest convulsions of violence have pushed Israelis and Palestinians closer to the brink of mutual destruction. Meanwhile, in the United States supporters of each side feel compelled to present their respective positions as just and moral. The bitter truth in this conflict is that there are no singular or exclusive moral truths.

Required Reading

So now what? Does Israel dig in and prepare itself for a state of escalating, interminable siege? Does it try to get back to the negotiating table with Yasser Arafat? Does it do both?

Arafat’s War

Intifada loosely means \”shaking off,\” and Palestinians were said to be trying to shake off the Israeli occupation. The name made so much sense that even Israelis used it.

Making Nice

The adversaries are at each other\’s throats, time is running out, the world is forced to take sides. I\’m not talking about Israel and the Palestinians, I\’m speaking of Al Gore and George W. Bush.\n

How Can We Stand By ?

With the Days of Awe just behind us, it might do us all good to consider the content of the prayers we collectively uttered.

This Week

\nThis is a tough time for people who believe in Middle East peace. You might as well believe in the Tooth Fairy, or a flat earth. From L.A. to Tel Aviv, the mood among moderates has become grim. When a Woodland Hills rabbi asked congregants during his Yom Kippur sermon to say a prayer for slain and injured Palestinians, many congregants got up and walked out, while others hissed.

Called Into Question

Yom Kippur – a time of personal introspection – now a time of national reflection. How far have we really come in all these years?

All Too Familiar

It is all too familiar. An incident – sometimes initiated by an Israeli action, sometimes not – incites the Palestinian masses. Rioting ensues, followed by the Israeli army\’s attempts to control it, followed by horror and tragedy, shocking pictures in the media.

The pundits declare the peace process dead, and then the diplomats go back to work, first to quell the violence, then to address the underlying problems again.

My Father’s Blessing

On Sunday, as is the custom in my family, I will receive a Yom Kippur blessing from my father. The image of my father gathering me in his tallis, placing his hands on my head and asking God to grant me a good year is one of my fondest childhood memories. My father concludes his blessing with the words a gut yor meyn kind (a good year, my child).

Having grown taller than my father, I now bend my knees so he can place his hands on my head. When I left home to attend yeshiva, I would call home on Erev Yom Kippur to receive his blessing.Even now, when I hear my father\’s voice, the wool of his tallis brushing against my face, I am transformed from an independent adult to meyn tate\’s yingel (my father\’s little boy).

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