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February 18, 1999

Too Close for Comfort

Federal Bureau of Investigation Director Louis Freeh recently had some ominous words for Congress, but legislators and many Jewish leaders weren’t in a listening mood.

At a hearing on counterterrorism, Freeh described the rise of independent, well-financed foreign terrorists such as Osama bin Laden, and warned that these rogue operators might soon have access to chemical or biological materials.

Several Jewish groups responded with statements endorsing his warnings on international terrorism, but they largely ignored the second part of his message, which was this: There are disturbing changes taking place in the loose coalition of homegrown extremist groups that could turn to terrorism as well.

“With the coming of the next millennium, some religious and apocalyptic groups or individuals may turn to violence as they seek to achieve dramatic effects to fulfill their prophecies,” he warned.

He described changes in the loose network of “patriot” militias and anti-government groups, which he said are beginning to absorb more explicitly racist elements.

And he said that the “Christian Identity” movement – a hate philosophy that provides a religious rationale for virulent anti-Semitism – is on the rise, and that it is being absorbed into the militia movement and other far-right ideologies.

So what did Jewish groups have to say about that part of his message? Not much.

The Anti-Defamation League, which led the 1996 fight for a controversial anti-terror law originally intended to bolster the nation’s defenses against both international and domestic terrorists, issued no press releases. Officials of the group declined to comment on Freeh’s assessment, saying only that the right-wing network in this country had gone deeper underground since the 1995 Oklahoma City bombing, and therefore was harder to study.

Several prominent Jewish leaders, queried about the Freeh report, brushed it aside, preferring instead to talk about the foreign terror threat.

The reasons for the silence reflect both the difficulties the nation will have in meeting this new menace and the concerns of a Jewish community that is one of the potential targets of these metastasizing groups.

One explanation is simple fear. Foreign terrorism is scary, but few Americans believe it will ever touch their own lives. But the idea of cults seeking to hasten the apocalypse by releasing nerve gas in the New York subways, or anti-government, anti-Semitic groups mailing packages of anthrax around the country, brings the threat home in a way that makes people want to avert their eyes – especially because effective countermeasures are so difficult.

It may also be that Jewish groups are uncomfortable dealing with expanding gray areas as these groups expand beyond their traditional boundaries.

Increasingly, the distinctions between politically active evangelical groups, hard-right groups of the John Birch Society variety, white supremacists, militant pro-gun groups, anti-government militias and bizarre apocalyptic cultists are getting blurrier, with more ideology held in common.

“It is getting harder to tell where we draw the line,” said the leader of a major Jewish organization who declined to speak for attribution. “Everybody agrees that armed white supremacist groups are dangerous, but what do we say about popular evangelists who warn Christians to gather arms to prepare for anarchy on the streets? There’s a coalescence taking place that’s hard to quantify but is very disturbing.”

Jewish leaders recognize that the threat is expanding, but they also recognize the real dangers of broadening their attacks to encompass the more mainstream religious and political leaders who endorse just enough of the extremist ideologies to give these groups a new measure of legitimacy.

Another reason for the silence among Jewish leaders is the fact that Jews remain more firmly committed to civil-liberties protections than most groups. Even when they were in the forefront of pushing the omnibus anti-terrorism act of 1996, Jewish leaders were uneasy about the measure’s apparent erosion of some basic civil liberties.

If Freeh is right and the extremist underground is increasingly radical, racist and violent, there will be strong pressure for even more Draconian laws, and the Jewish community will find itself caught between its nervousness as the preferred target of many of these groups, and its distaste for stepped-up law enforcement practices that will inevitably trample on some constitutional protections. The Jewish community’s relative silence on the subject reflects the difficulties the nation may have in heeding his warnings about a threat that is too close to home for comfort.

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Modern, Orthodox and Scared

The placard near the escalator of New York’s Grand Hyatt Hotel directed seekers up to the ballroom level for the founding convention of Edah, the fledgling voice of Orthodox liberalism. Stenciled below the arrow in bold blue letters, as if to fortify the fainthearted, was the slogan: “The Courage to Be Modern and Orthodox.”

Upstairs, a crowd of some 1,200 Orthodox Jews — triple the organizers’ expectations — milled about in an atmosphere almost giddy with excitement. After years of retreating before rising religious and political conservatism in the Orthodox community, they had come from across North America to reignite the moderate spirit of what used to be called Modern Orthodoxy.

“It’s an amazing outpouring,” said Rabbi Chaim Seidler Feller, Hillel director at UCLA. “The Modern Orthodox community has come out in droves to cry out, ‘We are here; we can’t be ignored any longer.'”

Edah was formed two years ago to press for greater tolerance and openness in the Orthodox community. Run on a shoestring budget out of a tiny Manhattan office, the group sponsors lectures and seminars and runs a controversial internship program for Yeshiva University rabbinic students. The conference was its debut as a national membership organization.

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Send in the Clowns

Girl meets clown.

Girl is fascinated by clown, who is a bona fide graduate of clown college and can walk on stilts. Girl also can’t help but notice clown is tall and handsome and can stick a long nail all the way up his nose. Girl makes it obvious that she wouldn’t be adverse to the idea of a little “clowning around.” Clown rejects girl. Clown just gets on his emotional unicycle and rides away.

If this sounds like the setup for a joke, it isn’t. It’s my life. Yes, I was rejected by an actual circus clown, and that can really bruise a girl’s ego. And I think I blame the clown for my latest bout of “dialing down memory lane.”

If you don’t know what I’m talking about — and probably all but the most well-adjusted of you have done it — I mean getting home at 3 a.m. and taking out the little black book and calling every one of your ex-boyfriends who doesn’t totally hate you.

Maybe it wasn’t entirely the clown’s fault that I was drinking and dialing. Maybe it’s February. What a miserable, cloudy, useless Seasonal Affective Disorder-causing month this is. February is like one long month full of Sundays, and I hate Sundays, especially Sundays that coincide with a certain romantic holiday designed to underscore the loneliness of us single folks.

So, maybe the clown, who I barely knew, was really just the catalyst. Still, everyone I woke up from a deep sleep this weekend, you can blame him. Or perhaps just chalk it up to human nature.

Why do we do it? What are we looking for when we dial into in the past? I don’t really know. I have only a couple of half-baked theories.

The first guy I called I haven’t spoken to since we broke up four months ago. It was a terrible relationship. We hated each other so much by the end that we were just like two ships passive aggressive in the night. But at that moment, phone in hand, all I could think about was the candy he scattered across my floor last Valentine’s Day, the little notes he would leave under my door, the fact that he learned to love televised figure skating.

Nostalgia is like the mind’s own photo retoucher, blurring the wrinkles and blemishes and leaving a picture of the past that’s as inaccurate as Kathie Lee Gifford’s face on the cover of Good Housekeeping.

Luckily for me, he didn’t answer the phone. His answering machine picked up, and, as I listened to him jovially refer to himself using his own cheesy, self-styled nickname, I remembered in an instant why I didn’t miss him that much after all.

So I went long distance. I called an ex from San Francisco. No luck, just another machine.

I called a third guy, who I stopped talking to when I realized he had cracked the code to my answering machine and was checking my messages to erase the ones he didn’t like. Yes, you could call that “stalking,” but, when dialing down memory lane, you don’t think so much about the felonious nature of such actions; you just want to talk to someone who, at one time, cared about you.

When he answered, his voice sounded angry and scary. I hung up, but he called me back, barking, “What is so important that you have to call me at this hour?”

“Sorry, wrong number.”

I put down the little black book and decided that it might be better to fall asleep watching a Taibo infomercial.

What made me do it? Why do we go backward, sometimes only dialing, but often rekindling an old relationship in person for a night or a week or month?

There is something so compelling about revisiting a person, even an old friend, who at one time knew us, really knew us. Even if only momentarily, something that is broken is whole again, and that creates a feeling of safety and comfort. It didn’t work out, and, for all those same reasons, it still won’t, but the fantasy of connection, of reunification, is powerful.

That little black book is filled with people who loved us, laughed at our jokes, watched us cry. The past is magical in that anything that could go wrong already has.

The present? That’s rife with uncertainties. And the future? Well, it’s not unlike how I felt about the circus as a little girl: The toys are too expensive, the experience a little overwhelming, and there’s always too many clowns. n


Teresa Strasser is a twentysomething contributing writer for The Jewish Journal.

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Valley Briefs

When Roberto Benigni won the grand prize at Cannes for his Holocaust tragicomedy, “Life is Beautiful,” he rushed to the stage and kissed the feet of juror Martin Scorsese.

The Italian comedian couldn’t resist playing the clown, either, when his Holocaust fable recently screened for 320 Los Angeles high school students at the Museum of Tolerance.

He grinned maniacally as the teens applauded and cheered his movie. He clowned around with his microphone. When someone asked if he liked Buster Keaton, he rolled his eyes and shouted, “mama mia!”

But Benigni showed a serious side, too. He thanked the students, who gushed about his movie, in which he portrays a charming buffoon who invents a game to protect his 5-year-old son from the horrors of the Holocaust.

Benigni said that he got the idea for the film when he decided to place a clown in the most extreme of situations: a concentration camp. The idea scared him, he confided. His friends warned him that he risked alienating his comedy fans. And Benigni was terrified that his antics would offend Holocaust survivors. To avoid doing so, he sent all the drafts of his script to members of the Milan Jewish community.

When one student asked Benigni about his 5-year-old co-star, Giorgio Cantarini, the director said that the boy caught his eye when he showed up for the audition, without his mother, wearing an enormous overcoat. “He looked like a little clown,” Benigni said.

Cantarini did not know how to read, so he had to learn all his lines by heart. One of his first questions to Benigni was, “What does the word ‘Jewish’ mean?” He had never heard the word before.

When another student asked Benigni how he liked Los Angeles, the director flashed an especially large smile. “Being a director in L.A.,” he said, “is like being a Christian in the Vatican!”– Naomi Pfefferman, Entertainment Editor

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