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August 12, 1999

Relationship Haze

I wanted to try it out. You know, take the old b-word out for a spin in a totally non-threatening environment where I didn’t know anyone and, therefore, could be neither mocked nor held accountable.

The b-word doesn’t exactly roll off my tongue. No, it generally comes out in a halting, raspy fashion, catching in my throat and hitting the air heavy as a suitcase. Still, I had to give it a try, so I went looking for any conversational opening in the anonymous haven of a doctor’s waiting room.

“Oh, your son plays soccer? My boyfriend plays ultimate Frisbee on a team in the Valley,” I say, and the word comes out sounding a little 1950s, but not so bad.

“You’re from New York? My boyfriend is from New York. You breathe air? My boyfriend breathes air.” I was on a roll.

These are the kind of inane concerns that have overtaken my mind lately. This “beginning of a relationship” thing is like standing on a dock and watching all of your life’s usual preoccupations sail away. You wave to them now and again, bidding an unenthusiastic goodbye to your friendships, hobbies, career. They’re still there, just drifting farther into the horizon until you’re left with only a clear view of the person holding your hand, the person who may or may not be your b-word but who has suddenly taken over your life.

“Strasser, what is going on with your last couple of columns?” read a recent e-mail from a fan. “You’ve lost your edge.”

I’m not sure I had an edge to begin with, but I do know I have a habit of marking a mundane phrase with the note “**replace with something funny**,” a task I didn’t get around to on several recent occasions, leaving a clunky sequence of words to sit there and pretty much stink up the joint. And I just didn’t care.

I found myself apologizing to my editor for my less-than-stellar efforts, mumbling something about, “I’ve kind of started seeing someone and I’ve lost all desire to do anything else.”

“Yes,” he replied. “You’re in relationship haze.”

The diagnosis with accompanying catch phrase was comforting. I asked him if it was going to ruin me, and he calmly answered, “Yes, until you get over your happiness and pick up the pieces of your broken life.”

One minute, I was disgusted by couples exhibiting public displays of affection in front of me in line at the bagel shop. The next, I was acting like part of some God-awful movie montage, all giggles and private jokes and glasses of red wine and nicknames.

It’s enough to make you sick if you aren’t a participant. And if you are, it’s enough to make you confused about why exactly it is that you used to care so much about everything else in your life.

The relationship haze isn’t all flowers and love notes. In fact, the most distracting parts are the long talks about, “Where is this going?” and, “Are you OK, your voice sounds funny?” and, “Am I your boyfriend?” Factor in the occasional two-hour phone fight about some ridiculously petty misunderstanding, and you’ve got yourself one very busy schedule filled with absolutely nothing.

I’m also logging quite a few mental hours on future-projecting, that odd pastime that has my brain mentally morphing mine and his gene pools to see what the kids would like look and wondering if that unusual sound he makes when he chews is going to drive me nuts when we’re 50.

There are times when I just want the whole thing to go away. Some mornings, I wake up, feeling like Greta Garbo is trapped in my chest, screaming her famous quote, “I want to be alone…I just want to be alone.”

You’re probably overwhelmed just reading about all these shenanigans. And I haven’t even gotten to the commute.

“Many waters cannot quench love, neither can floods drown it,” says the Song of Songs. But what about the westbound 10 during rush hour with the glare of the setting sun shining right in my eyes for 40 minutes? I think traffic and a geographically undesirable mate may be more of a deterrent to love than a flood ever dreamed of being.

As jarring as it is to be pulled away from my usual routine and my standard repertoire of daily thoughts, sometimes I think that’s the most appealing part of starting a relationship.

Whether this lasts or it doesn’t — and, in my case, the odds are, quite frankly, that it won’t — this last couple of months have been a complete escape. I may feel bad about the aspects of my life that haven’t been attended to, but, in a way, I also relish the break. My old set of worries will be right there where I left them when this guy either slides comfortably into the role of b-word or becomes just another ex-almost-b-word.

**Replace with poignant ending**


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

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Justice, Justice for All

When I was a junior in college, I spent the year in Jerusalem, studying at the Hebrew University. That year in Israel, more than any other single experience, determined the direction my life would take. I found myself taking every Judaic studies class I could, and I loved them so much that I decided to go to rabbinic school and spend my life immersed in the excitement and meaning of sacred Jewish texts.

When the year was over, I met up with my best friend and spent the summer traveling by trains all over Europe. We would simply walk into a train station and go to whatever city and country the next train was headed. Italy, France, Germany, Spain, England — it hardly mattered, because we had our backpacks and guitars and an innocent enthusiasm for whatever life had to offer.

It was a glorious summer of adventure and fun except for those unexpected moments when the ugliness of humanity would rear its vicious head: like the time in Paris when we walked into the metro only to discover “Morts le Juifs” (“Death to the Jews”) scrawled boldly across the subway walls; and the visit to a Rome synagogue that included being frisked by guards at the entrance because, only a week before, a bomb had gone off a few meters away, killing a group of Jews on their way home from shul.

And so, from time to time, our playful exuberance was stifled by the sober recognition that Europe was still a place where fear and brutality and hate could rein. Ultimately, I remember how relieved we were to make our way back to the United States, and how proud we felt to live in a land of freedom and justice.

But then my safe, secure, smug world turned upside down. After Kent State, being tear-gassed during Vietnam War protests and witnessing the violence of People’s Park in Berkeley, I have never really been the same. I still know that America is the best country on earth — otherwise why would everyone else in the world keep trying to find ways of coming here? But ever since, I haven’t been able to close my eyes to the ethical inconsistencies and stark contradictions in American political life.

We protest the loudest at human rights violations in countries around the world, and stand tall and proud against the injustices and tortures and oppression of innocents abroad. Yet the United States is only one of two nations in the world who have yet to ratify the United Nations Convention on the Rights of the Child (the other non-signatory is Somalia). Even Iran and Saudi Arabia have ratified it.

The International Covenant on Civil and Political Rights (which we have signed) and the American Convention on Human Rights (which we also signed) both state that “the sentence of death shall not be imposed for crimes committed by persons below 18 years of age.” Yet while we lecture other nations on human rights, we are one of only four countries (including Yemen and Nigeria) that execute our own children nearly every year. And our thirst for young blood is growing worse and worse, as the age of children tried as adults gets younger and younger.

No juveniles are sentenced to death in any European nation, and, in the past 10 years, only Iran, Yemen, Pakistan, Saudi Arabia, Nigeria and the United States have executed children — and the United States has conducted the most executions and has the largest number of juveniles awaiting execution on death row.

In Wisconsin, any child 10 years old or older can go to adult court; in Kansas and Pennsylvania, it’s 14; in Florida, it’s 16; in California, it’s 15; in Oklahoma, it’s 7; and in 36 states, there is no minimum age at all.

We are killing our children, and, in Jewish law, there is no such thing as being an innocent bystander to deaths by conviction.

This week’s Torah portion contains a remarkable passage mandating that if an unsolved murder is discovered, the elders of the nearest city must offer a sacrifice and proclaim to God, “Our hands have not shed this blood, nor did our eyes see it done” (Deuteronomy 21:7). They then pray that God absolve the entire community from the responsibility for the murder in their midst.

For centuries, rabbinic commentators have wrestled with this passage and the question of when a community is absolved from the responsibility of the murders that take place in its midst. And the Malbim decided that this declaration could only legitimately be made when the people can claim they didn’t withhold food from the murderer so that he was not driven by hunger to the slaying, and they offered the victim an escort so that she wouldn’t go unprotected into a place of danger.

We are not so lucky, and we are not so guiltless. Whenever the poverty, abuse, negligence, exploitation and violence in our homes goes unchecked and ignored, we all share in the guilt and responsibility for the crimes committed as a result of the deplorable social conditions of our own community.

More than 200,000 children are sent to adult courts each year. “Justice, Justice shall you pursue,” our portion declares (Deuteronomy 16:20), and Rabbi Simha Bunma said that the repetition of the word “justice” is to teach that, in our pursuit of just and righteous ends, our means must be just as well. As we begin the month of Elul today, I believe that we must turn from our fanatical call for “justice” at any price, and remember that God is found in the embrace of mercy and compassion. That’s the country I remember being proud of, and that’s the society I know we must champion.


Steven Carr Reuben is senior rabbi of Kehillat Israel, the Reconstructionist Congregation of Pacific Palisades.

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Changing Teens’ Thinking

The fresh-faced teenager looks like the girl next door until she displays her swastika tattoo in an episode of “The Teen Files,” which continues this week on UPN. “I think the Holocaust was a good thing,” she says, serenely. “[Hitler] probably should have done more.”

But by the end of the program, the girl and two other racist teens have met a Holocaust survivor and a black man paralyzed during a hate crime. They have met his mother. And they have changed their minds. “I don’t think you can judge people by their [religion] or skin color,” one of them concludes, tearfully.

It’s the kind of social change that has been the focus of producer-director Arnold Shapiro’s 36-year television career.

That was crucial for the producer, best known for his searing, Oscar-winning, 1978 documentary “Scared Straight!” “Documentaries have always been my mainstay, because that is where I know I can really make a difference,” says Shapiro, whose landmark piece on child abuse, “Scared Silent,” simultaneously aired on three networks in 1992.

Shapiro, 58, learned about changing the world from his Jewish parents, who owned an Alhambra beauty parlor and were active in the Anti-Defamation League. He remembers the day two desperate Polish immigrants entered the shop: “My father spoke to them in Yiddish, then helped find them jobs and a place to live, as he had for so many other people.” As for his mother: “Around 1960, she hired an African-American hairstylist when nobody else would, and put her booth right up in front of the shop.”

Shapiro, who produced his first TV show at age 22, is continuing to follow his parents’ legacy with “The Teen Files,” a series that tackles issues such as teenage drinking, smoking, violence, sex and racism.

“I’ve often been there with the cameras when something happened that was so shocking to young people that they did change,” he says. ‘Scared Straight!’ is a perfect example of that. I’ve seen it happen and I’ve seen it stick.”

“The Teen Files” continues Aug. 19, 8 p.m. on UPN with “The Truth About Drinking” and “Smoking: Truth or Dare.”

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Stella’s Legacy

The year before Stella Adler died, in 1992, in the days when the indomitable coach taught acting from her wheelchair, fire ravaged the Stella Adler Academy at Argyle Avenue and Hollywood Boulevard. Amid the flames and smoke, Adler’s closest friend and colleague, Irene Gilbert, raced through the building to save vintage photographs of Adler and her theatrical family.

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Journey to America

My father Illya Pinhkus Kirtsman was born in 1909 in Odessa, Ukraine, the youngest of 11 children. His older sister and brother immigrated to America in 1912. The whole family planned to follow them. It was their dream for many years. In the 1930s, my father received few letters from his American siblings, and only after W.W.II did he establish communication with them again. By this time, only he and his sister Sonia (the 10th child) were alive. When we received a letter, my father took it to a translator (letters were written in Yiddish) and the whole family would listen to the news from America. We kept the door to our apartment locked. My mother was afraid that people from the KGB might come over, see us reading the letters, and put us in jail.

My memory always goes back to our small radio with a green light, and my father sitting next to the radio listening to Voice of America, or Voice of Israel. He did this every day after he came from work. My mom always said, “Switch off the radio or you’ll go to jail.” I was told to keep this all a secret. This was a time when people were afraid to talk with friends, neighbors, even relatives. At six years old, I realized that I was Jewish, and I was not welcome in the country where we lived. The first time this happened was when I was in first grade; one boy told me that, “You are Jewish. Why don’t you go to Israel?” From this time on, I started to listen to the radio together with my father.

In 1962, we received a letter with a note. My uncle’s manager would be in Odessa, it said, and would bring us a parcel with presents. One evening, my father brought in the big package. This was my first touch of something from America. I tried to find any books about America. Of course, I had no chance to read books about Israel or Jewish history. In 1968, I got to see an exhibition, “Travel in the USA.” It had real RVs, cottages, tents, boats and a lot of posters. Everybody who attended this show received a few magazines, and I read them from the first to the last page, nonstop. Every day there was a huge line to get in. The whole city was talking about this exhibit. Every Sunday I watched my favorite TV program from Moscow, called “Travel Club,” a one-hour show about different countries, cites, cultures, filled with comments of Communist propaganda, which I knew was all the reverse from what they were telling us, but at least I could see this.

Time went by. I got married in 1972; in 1975, our first son was born. In 1978, we started to prepare to leave Russia to start a new life in America. It was 1978, and Russia had opened the gates for Jews to leave the country. Unfortunately, my visa was refused, but my wife’s parents left and went to Los Angeles to join the other part of our family. My son learned a lot of secrets during this time — what to say about his grandparents, and what not to say in different circumstances. My parents also tried to go to America in 1980, but the gates were closed. My father died in 1984. Unfortunately, he never saw his American dream come true.

In 1986, my wife was pregnant with a second baby, and for the eighth time, we applied to leave the country. After all those years, only hope kept us going. On June 21st, our second son was born. Ten days later – the first time we took him out of the house – the mailman brought an invitation to go to the KGB to get an answer for our application. The mailman said, “Maybe this child will bring you luck,” and then dropped a letter in the carriage. A few days later, I was waiting in line to get an answer. Every person in front of me received a “no” and my hope disappeared. When I stepped up, the officer said, “You can take your family and leave the country.” I went home and cried, probably for the first time in my adult life. On the way, I stopped at my work and told my controller and director that I quit as of today. They congratulated me and wished me good luck. I worked in that company for twenty years, and my father worked there for thirty-five. When I came home, I told my wife the good news. She started crying. Finally our dream had come true.

It took us one month to go through the Russian bureaucracy, to get tickets and visas and to leave the country by train. We were not allowed to take an airplane, even with a seven-week-old baby.

Our journey from Odessa to Vienna had three transfers. One transfer we will never forget: it was in the small city of Chop, on the border of Russia and Czechoslovakia. We had to go through customs and then take a train. There was a long line as usual, and after we received our portion of humiliation, we went to the platform to get in our compartment. First, I brought the baby, and my older son followed me to our compartment. Then my wife and I took our luggage and baby carriage and entered a hallway, which was full of people waiting to go through. The train took off and after we were traveling for twenty minutes, we got in our compartment. There, we saw our 11-year-old son Dimitry crying, because he thought he was going to America with his seven-week-old brother, alone. It was a very emotional moment, and Dimitry was so happy to see us, like he never had before in his life.

After ten hours, the train crossed the border into Austria and we started screaming that finally we were free. We arrived in Vienna and representatives from HIAS; a Jewish organization, gave us shelter and some money. We stayed three days. The first day we walked around and found a travel agency, where we bought a three-hour tour with an English guide, to see the beautiful city of Vienna. We spent all the money HIAS gave us.

Three days later, we took a train to go to Italy, stopping in Rome. We lived for four months in the small city of Ladispole, twenty miles from Rome. We often went to Rome to see the city, which I would say is a museum under the open sky. It was the longest vacation of our life, and we enjoyed every day.

In the beginning of November, we received visas to go to the USA, and on November 12, 1986, our dream came true. We arrived at JFK, where we met relatives from New York, and then after three hours, we took another plane to Los Angeles, where my wife’s parents, relatives and friends were waiting to meet us. When we came out of the plane, it was an unbelievable moment. We had not seen some people for more then ten years. My mother-in-law was very sick. She remained alive for only 10 months after the reunion.

I am writing this 13 years after we came to the USA. We adjusted our life to the American style. I am the comptroller at Sinai Temple. Our older son Dimitry finished college and will apply to graduate school. Igor had his bar mitzvah on July 17, 1999. We never, never take such celebrations for granted. And now have been able to travel in the USA, in Canada, and Europe, no questions asked.

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Combating Sexism in Israel

Two women are now among the most powerful leaders in Israel. But for women’s rights advocates, the appointment of two female Cabinet members doesn’t begin to address the problem of a society, culture and government dominated by men.

After weeks of protest from Israeli women’s rights groups and Jewish feminists around the world, Prime Minister Ehud Barak added a second woman to his expanded 23-member Cabinet last week. Although many women have welcomed the appointment of Yael “Yuli” Tamir as absorption minister, faxes from women’s groups continue to stream into Barak’s office with the demand that he keep his campaign promise to appoint more women than any previous Israeli government. To fulfill that promise, he would have had to appoint a total of three women to his Cabinet.

The apparent ease with which he broke that vow unleashed a barrage of criticism from women, especially since even Tamir was appointed only after male candidates declined Barak’s offer.

“This was too little too late, especially since we heard that a woman was not his first choice,” says Yael Dayan, a popular female member of Barak’s Labor Party who was passed over for a Cabinet post. “Chauvinism is built into the system. We have a big problem with politics.”

Barak has hinted that he will keep his promise in the future. But women such as Dayan are not holding their breath.

“It is disgraceful that there is not a single woman participating in the peace talks. It is disgraceful that there are not more directors general of ministries and chairpersons of government companies,” she said. “All we hear are promises, promises, but I hope something will change.”

Feminists say their underrepresentation in politics reflects wider social problems. Discrimination, they say, is caused by the dominant role the military plays in society and politics and by the rising power of fervently Orthodox groups. Serving as a general is often a springboard to the Knesset.

In Israel’s recently elected Knesset, women hold only 13 of 120 seats. Although this is a slight improvement from nine in the previous Knesset, some women say their situation has actually deteriorated because the fervently Orthodox Shas Party, which is exclusively male, grew from 10 to 17 seats.

According to the Adva Center, an independent Tel Aviv social research institute, Israel ranks 53rd out of 94 countries in representation of women in the legislature. This is based on data from the U.N. Development Program. The center reports that most developing countries, including sub-Saharan Africa, have a better record of women’s representation in politics than Israel.

“Israel’s low ranking with respect to representation of women in political life is inconsistent with its high ranking in terms of per capita output,” the center said in a recent report, pointing out that Israel’s economy is in the upper one-fifth of the world’s developed countries.

For Shelley Yacimovich, a popular Israel Radio political talk show host who has pushed feminist issues into mainstream discourse over the past five years, the closed political boys club is merely a symptom of a wider problem.

“The political representation reflects a very grim social situation,” she says. “Israel is both a militaristic society with militaristic values and a clerical society with very conservative values.”

Yacimovich still remembers how her editors frowned when she launched her first morning show with a full hour dedicated to discussing the case of a man who burned his girlfriend to death.

“They said: ‘How can you do this? This isn’t worth an entire hour,'” she says.

Despite the criticism, Yacimovich has pressed ahead in raising women’s issues, with special emphasis on boosting public awareness of violence against women.

“Feminism is a social revolution,” she says. “There is no magic formula, and it will take many years, but we must press on.”

Na’amat, Israel’s biggest women’s organization, says violence against women has reached epidemic proportions. The group says some 200,000 women have been beaten by their husbands or boyfriends, making one out of every seven Israeli women a victim of violence.

Israeli newspapers have been recently inundated with horrific headlines, including the story of Amnon Cohen, who last month allegedly murdered his wife, Leah, and his two children, Yael and Yair, and then set them on fire. Cohen had suspected that his wife was having an Internet affair.

Since 1990, 123 women have been murdered by their partners.

Aside from the violence, Yacimovich says, the more widespread problem Israeli women face is discrimination in wages and employment. Women earn about 30 percent less than men in the same jobs in many fields. In the civil service, that figure can climb as high as 50 percent. Only a tiny proportion of senior positions in the civil service and the private sector are held by women.

“This is the most urgent issue because, at the end of the day, money is power,” Yacimovich says.

At least, says Yacimovich, public awareness about violence against women is increasing.

Barak himself once rejected criticism of his alleged chauvinism by saying that he understands women because he has three daughters at home. Feminists say this comment patronizes them.

But what about the late Golda Meir? Israeli men commonly dismiss criticism by pointing out that a woman served as prime minister. Yet just as common is a joke that Meir “had balls,” a reference to her toughness.

Feminists say this proves that Israeli men think only people with male qualities can reach positions of power. Yet at least one male member of Barak’s Cabinet is dismayed by the lack of female representation — and he is an Orthodox rabbi.

“One of the things lacking here is the female aspect of politics,” said Rabbi Michael Melchior, recently appointed to the Cabinet as the prime minister’s representative for social and Diaspora affairs. Scandinavian countries boast the highest proportion of women in politics, with women accounting for 37 percent of the legislature, and Melchior, the outgoing chief rabbi of Norway, thinks Israel should go the same way.

“This is the only way to change the aggressive nature of Israeli politics,” Melchior says.

“The problem,” says Dalia Itzik, Israel’s minister of environment and Barak’s first female appointee, “is that [chauvinism] is so deeply entrenched in Israeli society, that I’m afraid we have a long, long way to go.”

Itzik says Barak’s attitude may have unintentionally helped the cause. “The prime minister pushed himself into a corner and inadvertently raised the issue onto the public agenda,” she says. “We may yet come to thank him.”

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To Be or Not to Be

Some Catholic and Jewish leaders are denouncing a campaign by Rabbi Marvin Hier of the Simon Wiesenthal Center against elevating wartime Pope Pius XII to sainthood.

Describing Pius XII as “the pope of the Holocaust,” the center’s founder and dean charged last week that throughout World War II, the pontiff “sat on the throne of St. Peter in stony silence, without ever lifting a finger, as each day thousands of Jews were sent to the gas chambers with his full knowledge.”

While expressing his highest respect for the current pope, John Paul II, Hier said the Catholic Church’s anticipated move in proposing Pius XII as a candidate for sainthood would “demean the meaning of sainthood “and “desecrate the memory of the Holocaust.”

Hier made his remarks as part of a wide-ranging address on the “State of World Jewry,” delivered May 13 at the 92nd Street Y in New York.

He called on the Vatican to open its wartime archives, a move he said “would prove conclusively that Pius XII knew all about the ‘Final Solution.'”

Hier also asked “every person of conscience, Jew and non-Jew, to write to Pope John Paul II, asking him not to go forward with Pius’ nomination, because “such an act would rewrite history.”

Catholic leaders interviewed by the Los Angeles Times sharply criticized Hier’s remarks, warning that they could lead to a worsening of already strained relations between Catholics and Jews.

Church spokesmen were particularly outraged by Hier’s charges, first reported in 1983, that Pius, while serving as the papal nuncio in Munich, had given church money to Hitler to fight communism, and later, as pope, had prayed for Nazi Germany’s victory after its attack on the Soviet Union.

Eugene Fisher, director of the U.S. Bishops’ Secretariat on Catholic-Jewish Relations, denounced the charges as “a selective reading of history” and “patently absurd.”

“This is a matter for many, many Catholics of reverence and it deserves, therefore, not hurtful rhetoric, but an approach of objective scholarship,” Fisher said. “One has to de-escalate a lot of this language.”

Some Jewish leaders also criticized Hier’s remarks.

Rabbi Jack Bemporad of New Jersey, a leading figure in Catholic-Jewish dialogue, told the Los Angeles Times that the “Catholic Church is not going to change its attitude through these kinds of attacks.”

Rabbi Harold Schulweis of Los Angeles, a leading voice in the Conservative movement, warned of a “general breakdown in Jewish-Catholic relations on the highest level.” What is needed now is religious statesmanship on both sides, he added.

The controversy comes at a time when some Catholic leaders feel that the Jewish community has failed to acknowledge far-reaching changes in the church’s stance toward Jews.

In February, Cardinal Edward Cassidy, president of the Vatican Commission for Religious Relations with the Jews, noted that ties between the two faiths were threatened by a systematic campaign by one large group, reportedly the World Jewish Congress, “to denigrate the Catholic Church.”

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Weighing His Options

Assemblyman Robert Hertzberg strides through his district offices at a pace usually reserved for a
commuter late to catch and early morning flight to Sacramento — a situation with which the busy politician is
all too familiar. Here, within the confines of his home turf, his energy bounces off the walls, only slightly
contained by his gracious manner.

Robert “Call me Bob” Hertzberg is the most likely candidate to replace his close friend, the popular
Antonio Villaraigosa, as speaker of the state Assembly — that is, if he doesn’t decide to follow the path of
other prominent Los Angeles lawmakers and pursue a run for city government.

“Do I want to be speaker? The answer is yes. Am I actively seeking the job? The answer is yes,” Hertzberg
said. “But the one thing I’ve learned in politics is that you can never fall in love with it or with your position in
it. This job is very difficult; it takes every bit of energy I’ve got. So while I am interested in being speaker, I
need to work through that first and then decide whether to run for city attorney.”

Unlike prospective opponents such as Councilman Michael Feuer, Hertzberg is well known throughout the
city in areas such as South Central and East Los Angeles. Hertzberg’s ties to the emerging powerhouse
that’s the Latino community run deep, dating back to the beginning of his political career as a canvasser
for the Democratic Party in East Los Angeles in the mid-1970s.

“It wasn’t planned by design; I didn’t even know those bridges [between the Jewish and Latino
communities] needed to be built,” he said. “All I knew was that I wanted a ‘real’ political experience. So
much of politics in the Jewish community in the 1970s centered around fund raising and writing checks. I
wanted something more grass-roots. That was how I got involved with the Eastside, because the politics
there were more face to face.”

But how will Jewish-Latino relations fare if Villaraigosa, who is expected to run for mayor of Los Angeles,
ends up in a race against another likely candidate, County Supervisor Zev Yaroslavsky? Both men have
strong ties to the Latino and Jewish communities from which they respectively sprang, with some
crossover. Will it mean another Katz-Alarcon situation?

Hertzberg says no.

“I honestly don’t think it would be that bad,” he said. “Antonio has a very good relationship with the Jewish
community. He’s not a race baiter; even if people tried to provoke him into it, I don’t think he would take the
bait.”

Hertzberg represents the 40th Assembly District, which encompasses Sherman Oaks, Van Nuys, Reseda
and parts of Encino and Canoga Park. He lives in Sherman Oaks with his wife, Cynthia Telles, an
instructor at UCLA Medical School’s Neuropsychiatric Institute, and their three sons from previous
marriages. Prior to his election in 1996, he served on the Los Angeles County Quality and Productivity
Commission, as well as chair of the California Advisory Commission on Youth (1978-79) and as a
member of the California State Board of Pharmacy (1984-88). From 1991 to 1995, he chaired the Dean’s
Council of Hebrew Union College and was also vice president of the American Jewish Committee.

Within the Assembly, Hertzberg is known for his affable nature (“Watch out, he hugs,” warned a fellow
journalist) and his ability to work both sides of the aisle. Hertzberg fought for — and won — the Assembly’s
approval of the controversial AB 39, which required all managed-care plans to cover prescription
contraceptives. The measure, coupled with Senate Bill 41, authored by state Sen. Jackie Speier, D-San
Mateo/San Francisco, will put an end to 39 years of discrimination against women, who pay substantially
more for birth control than men, according to Hertzberg’s staff. The legislature had visited the issue every
year for the previous four years, but three prior bills had been vetoed by then-Gov. Pete Wilson.

As for his work within the Jewish community, Hertzberg recently joined forces with Assemblyman Darrell
Steinberg, D-Sacramento, on several bills in response to the recent bombings of three Sacramento-area
synagogues, including one measure to support building a permanent institution in Sacramento to teach
about tolerance and discrimination.

Steinberg called Hertzberg “a great leader.”

“He combines all the important qualities of leadership: He is highly intelligent, he understands people, and
he understands that being a legislator is largely about solving problems,” Steinberg said. “He’s also a very
decent person, which is significant. When you have great responsibility like he does, you need to be
guided by a solid inner core, and Bob’s got that.”

Hertzberg pushes hard for his constituents, even on issues with which he personally does not agree. Take
Valley secession, a very hot issue in his district, which is home to the leaders of Valley VOTE. The
assemblyman said he is “not pro-secession,” yet he pushed for the state legislature to shell out $1.8 million
for the secession study. He said it was only fair that the state foot part of the bill, since state guidelines rule
the secession process.

“I believe the people have a right to petition their government,” Hertzberg said. “There is a sense,
legitimately so, that the Valley is not getting our fair share. Things used to be different when I was growing
up and people drove into the city to work. But now I read in a study that 60 percent of the people who live in
the Valley work in the Valley.”

Hertzberg strongly believes that, should the break-up of the Valley from the city of Los Angeles go through,
it would be better to break off into smaller cities than one “Valley City.” He and his staff have spent several
months collecting information into a report that compares the San Fernando and San Gabriel valleys, the
latter of which is composed of independent cities, including Glendale and Pasadena.

Hertzberg notes that one positive effect of the Valley secession is the surge of interest in local government.
He said he hopes the trend toward “town halls” and community activism continues to grow.

“People getting to know each other is the foundation which government is built,” he said. “I don’t care if you
are a Democrat or a Republican, registered to vote or not registered — if you are part of the community,
you are part of the fabric of government. Part of the problems with today’s politics is that we only look at the
high-propensity voters and not the average family. It’s a mistake to be so limited in our focus.”

A Taste of Real Politics

One of Assemblyman Robert Hertzberg’s greatest concerns is the lack of young Jews interested in politics
these days. That is why, Hertzberg said, he actively recruited a high percentage of Jewish students to fill
the 45 internship slots accorded his office.

“Our greatest successes as a people throughout history, particularly in the United States, has been our
interest in getting involved in the community. We must continue to encourage that involvement,” Hertzberg
said.

The Summer Internship Program runs from June through August, although many high-school-age students
continue throughout the year. Interns are not paid but often find the opportunity to work in a legislator’s
office a welcome addition to their professional experience.

Justin Levi, 18, of Encino, already knows that he wants a career in politics. He said what he liked best
about working for Hertzberg was the opportunity to have a hand in policy-making. Levi spent the summer
working on a research team for a report that compared the cities of the San Gabriel Valley to those of the
San Fernando Valley, a report that Hertzberg hopes will make a difference in how the Valley secession
study plays out.

“You get to do real work here, not just filing and copying,” said Levi. “I like the project I’m working on
because Valley secession is such a big issue. To actually have a role in determining the opinions of
elected officials on that issue is a great experience.”

Levi said the one area he found most challenging about working in a government office was the sluggish
pace.

“I don’t want to say the legislature is inefficient, but it is a slow process, and to see how slowly everything
moves can be frustrating,” he said.

While some interns are, like Levi, on a definite career path, others become interns unsure of their political
future. Although Aaron Teeter’s parents see him as lawyer or lobbyist material, Teeter, 19, is not so sure.

“It’s a lot more tedious than I thought it would be — a lot of work and a high stress level,” Teeter said. “The
assemblyman really hustles. I’ve never seen someone fly so much between two cities.”

Teeter, a national champion in parliamentary debate, said he appreciates the experience of working for a
legislator like Hertzberg.

“I’d become so cynical about politics in modern American society. But he really tries to appease
everyone,” Teeter said. “He’s a great man and he works his heart out. Term limits don’t seem to frighten
him; he seems anxious to get more young people into government. ”

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Community Briefs

While cities such as Detroit and St. Louis were holding major Jewish book festivals year after year, drawing celebrity authors such as Saul Bellow and Philip Roth, observers here asked, Why isn’t there a Jewish book festival in Los Angeles?

Seville Porush and her colleagues at the Jewish Community Centers of Greater Los Angeles decided to change all that last year, and proceeded to create a book festival from scratch.

They formed a committee, polled existing festival directors and decided what they didn’t want in a book fair. “Many festivals emphasized selling books, while we wanted to emphasize transmitting Jewish culture,” Porush says. She was rewarded when more than 5,000 participants turned out to last year’s fair.

This year, “People of the Book: The Jewish Book Festival” is back, Nov. 14-22, bigger and better than before. Porush and the JCCs have put together a veritable literary feast.

You can catch Rich Cohen talking about his book, “Tough Jews,” which outlines the personalities and bloody deeds of criminals such as Meyer Lansky.

You can hear Thomas Cahill speaking of his tome, “The Gifts of the Jews”; Rabbi Naomi Levy on “To Begin Again,” her book about faith and loss; and Rochelle Krich on her Orthodox potboiler, “Fertile Ground,” a tale of murder inside a posh Brentwood fertility clinic.

Also among the some 40 speakers will be talk-show host Dr. Laura Schlessinger and Rabbi Stewart Vogel, co-authors of “The Ten Commandments: The Significance of God’s Laws in Everyday Life.”

There will be a family storytelling day at My Jewish Discovery Place Children’s Museum and even a screening of an “X Files” episode involving a golem, with author Howard Gordon on hand for the Q and A.

One hub of the festival will be the Bernard Milken Jewish Community Campus in West Hills, where the lobby is being transformed into a bookstore, with hundreds of titles provided by Barnes & Noble. Watercolor landscapes of the Galilee and the Negev, Dorothy Rice’s travelogue of her trip to Israel (the artist will be on hand for a book signing Nov. 15), will be on display in the boardroom. Also on Nov. 15, the West Valley JCC will house CyberFest, featuring a wide range of computer hardware and software and Judaic Internet web sites. A multicultural day will spotlight authors who have been published in Hebrew, Russian, Farsi and Spanish.

“We want people to become aware of the wealth of Jewish literature that is out there, and is coming out every day,” Porush says.

For festival tickets and information, call (818) 464-3353. To volunteer, call (818) 587-3277.

A family storyelling day is part of festival events. Last year’s festival attracted more than 5,000 participants. Painting by Max Liebermann, “Portrait of the Artist’s Wife and Granddaughter,” 1926 from “Jewish Art,” 1995.


Schedule of Events

Saturday, Nov. 14

Reception: 7:00 p.m.

Program: 8:00 p.m.

Dvorah Menashe Telushkin

“Master of Dreams: Anecdotes and Tales of Isaac Bashevis Singer”

West Valley JCC

Sunday, Nov. 15

10:00 a.m.

Shira Schmidt

“Old Wine, New Flasks: Reflections on Science and Jewish Tradition”

(slide show)

Valley Cities JCC

10:00 a.m.-noon

Character Breakfast

Lori Hartz

Live storybook characters & storytelling (ages 3 to 8)

West Valley JCC

11:00 a.m.-4:00 p.m.

Cyberfest

Computer hardware, software and Internet demonstrations

West Valley JCC

4:00-6:00 p.m.

Howard Gordon

“The Golem”

Screening and discussion of “X-Files” episode with screenwriter

West Valley JCC

5:00-6:30 p.m.

Pajama party with storyteller Amy Koss

Storytelling (ages 3 to 8)

Hollywood-Los Feliz JCC

6:30-8:00 p.m.

Pajama party and storytelling (ages 3-8)

Bay Cities JCC

7:30 p.m.

Carol Orsborn

“Return From Exile”

Westside JCC

7:30 p.m.

Rich Cohen

“Tough Jews”

Valley Cities JCC

Monday, Nov. 16

1:00 p.m.

Faye Levy

Jewish cooking

North Valley JCC

7:30 p.m.

Joan Nathan

“Jewish Cooking in America”

Stephen S. Wise Temple

Tuesday, Nov. 17

10:00 a.m.-Noon

Jeffrey and Craig Weiss

“I Am My Brother’s Keeper”

West Valley JCC

7:30 p.m.

Rabbis Edward Feinstein, Steven Carr Reuben, Chaim Seidler-Feller, Dr. Elliot Dorff

Moderator: Gladys Sturman

Preserving Judaism in the next millennium

(panel discussion)

Stephen S. Wise Temple

7:30 p.m.

Mystery Night:

Janice Steinberg

“Death in a City of Mystics”

Rochelle Krich

“Fertile Ground”

Temple Emanuel

7:30 p.m.

Jerry Bobrow, Bea Gordon, Bobbi Yanke

Selecting and Preparing for a Career

West Valley JCC

6:30-8:00 p.m.

Phyllis Rose Eisenberg

Bedtime stories for children (ages 6 to 8)

Valley Cities JCC

Wednesday, Nov. 18

1:00 p.m.

Carol Diament

“Jewish Women Living the Challenge”

North Valley JCC

7:30 p.m.

Thomas Cahill

“The Gifts of the Jews”

West Valley JCC

7:45 p.m.

Dr. Paul Krivonos

Are Teens Being Censored by Society?

West Valley JCC

Thursday, Nov. 19

11:30 a.m.-1:00 p.m.

Lunch and Learn program

Dr. Ron Wolfson

“First Fruit: A Whizin Anthology of Jewish Family Education”

Kol Tikvah

7:30 p.m.

Dr. Laura Schlessinger and Rabbi Stewart Vogel

“The Ten Commandments: The Significance of God’s Laws in Everyday Life”

Temple Aliyah&’009;

7:00 p.m.

Janet Bode with Rabbi Edward Feinstein

“Food Fight: A Guide to Eating Disorders for Preteens and Their Families”

West Valley JCC

Friday, Nov. 20

1:00-2:30 p.m.

Rabbi Naomi Levy

“To Begin Again”

West Valley JCC

Saturday, Nov. 21

8:00 p.m.

Jonathan Kirsch

“Moses: A Life”

West Valley JCC

7:00 p.m.

Rabbi Harold Schulweis, Florence Weinberger, Malgert Cohen, Sam Applebaum, Richard Grosslight, Sherman Pearl

Poetry readings on the Jewish life cycle

Westside JCC

Sunday, Nov. 22

1:00-4:00 p.m.

Jewish Family Storytelling Festival

Storytelling and related activities

My Jewish Discovery Place

2:00 p.m.

Stan Mack

“The Story of the Jews”

Valley Cities JCC

2:00 p.m.

Multicultural Programs

Nouri Kharrazi (Farsi)

“Tattooed Arms — Punctured Souls”

Dr. Zvia Ambar (Hebrew)

Stress Management

Dr. Andrea Labinger (Spanish)

Translator of “Musicians and Watchmakers” by Alicia Steimberg

Marina Genchikmakher (Russian)

Poetry

West Valley JCC

2:30-3:30 p.m.

Maralyn Soifer

Creative writing and poetry workshop for children (ages 8-11)

Conejo Valley JCC

7:30 p.m.

Dr. Sam Kunin

“Circumcision: Its Place in Judaism Past and Present”

with Rabbi Brad Artson

“It’s A Mitzvah”

Valley Cities JCC

All events are subject to change. For additional information, contact the festival hot line at (818) 464-3353.

Addresses:

Bay Cities JCC: 2601 Santa Monica Blvd., Santa Monica

Conejo Valley JCC: 5004 Lewis Road, Agoura Hills

Hollywood-Los Feliz JCC: 1110 Bates Ave., Los Angeles

Kol Tikvah: 20400 Ventura Blvd., Woodland Hills

My Jewish Discovery Place: 5870 West Olympic Blvd. Los Angeles

North Valley JCC: 16601 Rinaldi St., Granada Hills

Stephen S. Wise Temple: 15500 Stephen S. Wise Dr., Los Angeles

Temple Aliyah: 6025 Valley Circle Blvd., Woodland Hills

Temple Emanuel: 8844 Burton Way, Beverly Hills

Valley Cities JCC: 13164 Burbank Blvd. Sherman Oaks

West Valley JCC: 22622 Vanowen St. West Hills

Westside JCC: 5870 West Olympic Blvd., Los Angeles



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Mideast Briefs

You Can Go Home Again

But in David Mamet’s ‘The Old Neighborhood,’ it’s a place marked by open wounds and unanswered longing

By Diane Arieff, Contributing Editor

When David Mamet, the son of brilliant but emotionally abusive parents, was growing up in Chicago, his mother told him, according to The New Yorker profile of the playwright, “I love you, but I don’t like you.”

The devastating line recurs in “The Cryptogram,” and to understand the frankly autobiograph-ical play, it helps to know something about Mamet’s childhood.

In his parents’ household, “the virtues expounded were not creative but remedial: Let’s stop being Jewish; let’s stop being poor,” Mamet’s sister, Lynn, says. “There was no room for us to make mistakes.”

The fierce resentment that marked the boy’s adolescence is reflected in most of the man’s plays, in which betrayal of one form or another is a central motif.

So it is in “Cryptogram,” a short play of almost unrelieved mental and emotional combat. Donny, the mother, is betrayed first by her husband, and then by the gay family friend, Del. And both, in their way, betray Donny’s 10-year old son, John.

In turn, John, a terribly complex and potentially suicidal boy, retaliates, intentionally or not, by making his mother’s life miserable.

This synopsis sounds grimmer than it is. Mamet’s uncanny ear for the rhythm of everyday speech and domestic infighting lends a sense of familiarity, and even occasional humor, and rescue the play from potential morbidity.

We read the play before seeing the show at the Geffen Playhouse, which was probably a mistake. Mamet’s typically fragmented, overlapping, staccato dialogue can be awkward and confusing on the printed page, but it comes alive in the speech pattern and split-second timing of a well-integrated ensemble.

Under the direction of Michael Bloom, actors Ed Begley Jr. as Del, Christine Dunford as Donny, and 12-year-old Will Rothhaar as John keep the dialogue at a sharp edge and the tension unbroken throughout the 70-minute play.

It is not an easy play to confront, but its intensity and honesty carries the day.

“The Cryptogram” plays in repertory with Mamet’s “The Old Neighborhood” through Feb. 14, at the Geffen Playhouse in Westwood. For tickets, call the box office at (310) 208-5454, or Ticketmaster at (213) 365-3500.

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