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May 11, 2000

How to Make a Yiddish Musical

Update: August 9, 2007: Oscar-nominated screenwriter Mel Shavelson died yesterday at 90.

When I got the call from Montreal, fortunately I was sitting down. The woman said her name was Bryna Wasserman, and she wanted to produce a musical based on the film I had made about Harry Houdini in 1976. It had taken her years to track me down; I think she used a medium, as Houdini supposedly did when he returned from the dead.

And then I started to laugh. She informed me she wanted to present the show in Yiddish.I laughed even harder at her next line. They didn’t have enough money to pay me. I realized the show was to be very Yiddish.

I could have escaped, a la Houdini, by hanging up, but Bryna explained she was the director of the Saidye Bronfman Theatre des Arts in Montreal, one of the leading Yiddish theaters in the world; its productions have traveled as far as Vienna and South America, and its purpose is to preserve a language and a culture that is fast disappearing. I quickly realized there is nothing approaching its size and importance in the Los Angeles Jewish community outside of Art’s Delicatessen.So I agreed to write the musical on her generous terms and dedicate it to the memory of my parents, who always spoke Yiddish when they didn’t want me to know what they were saying. By paying close attention when they were discussing the relatives, I learned all the colorful words that seemed to cover most of my family.

My further education in the language occurred in Israel, where I had made a film about Gen. Mickey Marcus in Israel’s War of Independence called “Cast a Giant Shadow,” with Kirk Douglas, John Wayne, Frank Sinatra, Yul Brynner, Angie Dickinson and the Israeli army. United Artists produced the film after every other executive in Hollywood had turned it down because, “We’ve already given to the UJA, and who wants to see a movie about a Jewish general?”

The real reason, of course, was that several Arab nations had threatened to expropriate the theaters of any American company that made the film. United Artists didn’t own theaters in any country at that time, so they could afford to be daring. They told me, “With that great cast, we could shoot the telephone book and still make money.” Unfortunately we shot my screenplay instead of the telephone book. I wrote a book about that experience, “How to Make a Jewish Movie,” which I also dedicated to my parents, because they were among the few who went to see that movie.In Israel, although Yiddish is a secondary language to Hebrew, it is still used by those who don’t want their children to know what they’re saying. Of course, in Israel I didn’t know what anyone was saying, including the Israelis, the Arabs and my Italian camera crew, so I managed to have a terrible time in three or four different languages.

In Tel Aviv and later at the Saidye Bronfman Theatre des Arts in Montreal, I soon learned there are three sides to everything in Yiddish: Yes, No, and Aha!

I had first become interested in the story of Harry Houdini when I learned the great magician had a Jewish mother who hated the fact that Houdini, the son of a rabbi, had married a non-Jew. Aha! I had married Lucille Myers, a beautiful Pennsylvania girl who was half Presbyterian, in spite of my mother’s warning that it would last all of a month. As of today, it has lasted 61 years. All of you should be so lucky.

I flew to Montreal and met the Yiddish Theater community, led by the talented and overworked Bryna Wasserman, who would direct the production, as she directed everything else that went on at the theater. Bryna told me that this small and largely volunteer organization of amateurs was ready to produce a musical based on my work that would make me proud to have labored on it for free.Yes? No? Aha!

The completed musical opened in March with a completely unpaid Montreal cast, to a tumultuous welcome and a standing ovation. I was one of those who stood and added to the tumult. They brought it off beautifully, in my estimation, both musically and artistically.

The Great Houdini is played by Elan Kunin, who also composed the music, with lyrics by Alexander Ary, which gives Elan the opportunity to sing his own melodies in Yiddish while hanging upside down in midair struggling to get out of a straitjacket. Luciano Pavarotti couldn’t have done better. Of course, being of sound mind, Pavarotti wouldn’t have tried. Especially since Elan is paid exactly nada, to use another language I don’t speak.

Bess, Houdini’s wife, is played by Emily Phaneuf, who has a wonderful singing voice even when she performs in Yiddish, although she is an authentic gentile who doesn’t understand a word she’s singing. Which make us equals.

The company has 42 dedicated actors, dancers, singers, acrobats, and magicians, including a Yiddish-speaking gorilla, a bearded lady, and a half-man/half-woman whose left half is goyish and right half is Orthodox.

The musical is now playing to SRO houses at the aforementioned Montreal Saidye Bronfman Centre des Arts. The dialogue and the songs are translated over the proscenium in both English and French, which is the official language in Quebec. The jokes have to play in three different languages. I’m happy if they make it in one.

The press? Unanimous. In English and French. From the leading daily, the Montreal Gazette:”If ever a newborn Montreal musical looked Broadway bound, ‘The Great Houdini’ is it… Thrills, chills, song, dance and plenty of razzle dazzle: ‘The Great Houdini’ has it all. Don’t miss it.”I’m very glad I didn’t miss any of it. To all of the cast and crew I can only say mazel tov and bonne chance. And if you get to Broadway, play it all in English … or whatever they speak in New York.Shouldn’t we have a similar Yiddish theater in Los Angeles? Yes, No, and Aha!

Melville Shavelson is a writer, director and producer living in Los Angeles.

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7 Days in the Arts

13Saturday

The Yiddishkayt Los Angeles Festival zings along as recording artist and VBS Children’s Music Director Cindy Paley presents songs and stories from her latest recording “Zing Along.” Two free performances provide a perfect opportunity to experience the warmth and humor of Yiddish folk music for the first time, or to help pass memories of Yiddish story and song to another generation. 2 p.m. Free. Borders Books and Music, 14651 Ventura Blvd., Sherman Oaks. For more information call (818) 728-6593. Second performance at 7 p.m. Free. Barnes & Noble, 4735 Commons Way, Calabasas. For more information on the second performance, call (818) 222-0542.

14Sunday

o L.A. Theatre Works’ The Play’s The Thing live radio theater series presents Sandra Tsing Loh’s off-Broadway hit solo show “Aliens in America.” Loh, the slacker spokeswoman, Caltech graduate and host of KCRW’s “The Loh Life,” spins satirical, semi-autobiographical tales of growing up middle-class and Chinese-German in Southern California. The performances will be recorded for future broadcast on KCRW 89.9 FM. 4 p.m. and 7:30 p.m. $32/$36 ($10 student rush and $20 public rush tickets may be available 10 minutes prior to curtain). Skirball Cultural Center, 2701 N. Sepulveda Blvd., Los Angeles. For reservations call (310) 827-0089.

15Monday

Los Angeles Public Library’s Central Library gives the public conversation on the history and future of Tibet some local flavor with a special presentation from Orville Schell, dean of the Graduate School of Journalism at U.C. Berkeley and an expert on modern China and Tibet. Schell will discuss his new book “Virtual Tibet: Searching for Shangri-La from the Himalayas to Hollywood”. 7 p.m. Free. Mark Taper Auditorium at Central Library, Fifth and Flower streets, downtown L.A. For reservations call (213) 228-7025.

16Tuesday

The public is invited to a free screening of “4 Faces” at the Motion Picture Foundation home in Calabasas. The film by veteran Hollywood director Ted Post, which had a private showing at the Directors Guild theater last week, portrays four vastly different characters, all acted by Peter Mark Richman. In an impressive achievement, Richman is in turn a Southern fundamentalist preacher, the father of a drug-addicted teenager, a former SS officer on Eichman’s staff, and an 83-year-old Holocaust survivor living in New York. 7 p.m., preceded by refreshments at 6:30 p.m. L.B. Mayer Theater, 23388 Mulholland Dr. Take the Ventura Freeway (101) west and exit at Valley Circle Drive. For reservations and more information, (818) 876-1900. – Tom Tugend, Contributing Editor

Westwood Kehilla offers another special film presentation, with “The Long Way Home.” This documentary of Holocaust survivors’ struggle to emigrate to Palestine won the 1997 Academy Award for Best Feature Length Documentary. 7:30 p.m. $3. Westwood Kehilla, 10523 Santa Monica Blvd. For more information call (310) 441-5289.

17Wednesday

Israel’s only professional Yiddish repertory theater, Yiddishpiel performs a medley of songs, scenes and monologues by such writers as Sholom Aleichem and Isaac Bashevis Singer. The show, “Good Yom-Tov Yiddish,” reflects at once the resilience and continued relevance of Yiddish culture. In Yiddish, with English supertitles. Tues. and Wed., 8 p.m. $18/$15. University of Judaism, Gindi Auditorium, 15600 Mulholland Dr. (310) 476-9777 x201.

18Thursday

For those seeking an adventure in fine art, Nancy Kattler offers an excursion into the L.A. art scene. The arts consultant, lecturer and founder of Arts Tours of Los Angeles will lead participants on a guided tour that ranges from the Bel Air mansion of a dedicated art collector, through the unlisted, underground galleries of some of L.A.’s promising young artists. A second tour, on June 1, includes a visit to Santa Monica’s cluster of art galleries, Bergamot Station. Both tours begin at 9:10 a.m. at the University of Judaism, and return at 2:45 p.m. $45 per tour or $80 for both. The University of Judaism is located at 15600 Mulholland Dr., Bel Air. (310) 467-9777 x246

Homo Sapiens, a new documentary from Peter Cohen, gets its area premiere at the Los Angeles County Museum of Art. The film traces the evolution of eugenics from a 19th century movement to a 20th century pseudo-science, and its various manifestations throughout Europe and the U.S. Mr. Cohen will discuss his work following the screening. 7:30 p.m. $7 (general), $5 (members, seniors and students). Bing Theater, LACMA, 5905 Wilshire Blvd. (877) 522-6225.

19Friday

Explore worlds of color, texture and shape at the opening of “Linear Liquidity,” the first solo show of Israeli-born artist Sharon Ben-Tal. Inspired by sources ranging from the Israeli desert to “Forrest Gump,” Ben-Tal’s abstract paintings hang at Artplace in Venice. A reception for the artist will be held 7 p.m. to 10 p.m. Gallery hours are Sat. and Sun., 1 p.m. to 5 p.m. or by appointment. Show runs through June 18. Free. Artplace, 12611 Venice Blvd. (310) 398-7404.

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Called to the Torah

“I think the experience of going through [Bar Mitzvah] when it meant something to me personally and spiritually… was so much richer an experience than it might have been doing it as a stupid 13-year-old kid.” – Ron, almost 30 at the time of his Bar Mitzvah


Adults much younger than 82 year-old Dorothy Jarow (above right) of Florida are discovering the joys of bar and bat mitzvah. Jarow’s daughter, Elaine Weiser, hugs her mother after the ceremony. Photo by KRT.

Most media reports of adult Bar and Bat Mitzvah tend to focus on people of a certain age: women old enough to have grown up when females had no ritual purpose on the bimah of any synagogue, who could not imagine as girls being called to the Torah, and 83-year-old men who celebrate a second Bar Mitzvah having lived a “life span” of threescore and 10 years after the first, much as actor Kirk Douglas did last year.

But adult Bar and Bat Mitzvahs happen at many ages and for many reasons. It isn’t a mandatory rite of passage; by Jewish law, a boy reaches adulthood when he turns 13 and a girl at 12, no ceremony required. (An adult convert to Judaism, therefore, is a bar or bat mitzvah as soon as the conversion is finalized.) The very lack of necessity makes an adult Bar or Bat Mitzvah even more remarkable as a concrete, hard-won, and public affirmation of Jewish identity and commitment.

Most of the reasons that Jews don’t have Bar or Bat Mitzvahs when they’re children fall into two broad categories: couldn’t or didn’t want to. “I was feeling kind of atheistic at that point in my life,” said Ron, a Los Angeles film producer who grew up in a Conservative synagogue on Long Island. “I remember talking with the other boys at my temple and asking them what they felt and why they were being Bar Mitzvahed, and to a one, they all said they were doing it for a big party and lots of presents. And I just felt at that point that, not having the religious conviction, I didn’t want to go through this religious ceremony just to have a party and presents. It felt very hypocritical to me.”

“My parents were not at all religious… and they just didn’t believe in having a Bar Mitzvah,” said David, a Toronto businessman raised in Queens by “left-wing Jewish educators,” themselves the children of trade unionists. “In my family circle of friends, [not having a Bar Mitzvah] wasn’t unusual. It wasn’t an issue for me.” The spiritual alienation felt at 13 by Jane, a Los Angeles copy editor, came from a different source. “That was right when my parents got divorced, and I hated them,” she said. “I didn’t feel very religious at that point.”

A woman doesn’t have to be past 50 for Bat Mitzvah not to have been an option in her girlhood. A Bat Mitzvah ceremony comparable to a boy’s, in which the girl reads from Torah and haftarah and leads part of the Shabbat morning service, is a relatively recent development in Conservative Judaism, and only now are a number of centrist Orthodox synagogues offering girls a form of Bat Mitzvah, held on Friday night, that does not involve reading from the Torah. Lisa, who grew up Orthodox in the 1960s and 1970s, expressed regret that she wasn’t able to have a Bat Mitzvah ceremony – “I really see it as something I missed out on” – and is weighing the option of sharing her daughter’s Bat Mitzvah in a few years against scheduling one sooner for herself.

Converts to Judaism, who of course weren’t Jewish at 12 and 13, form a natural and ever-expanding source of adult Bar and Bat Mitzvah candidates. Joe, a vice president at his Reform temple on Cape Cod, celebrated his Bar Mitzvah at age 45, 13 years after his conversion. “In those 13 years, I had become a Jew…. Clearly it was time for me to take the next step. Previously, there never seemed to be enough time, but also, I wanted to set an example for my children, and they weren’t old enough until recently to appreciate (or remember) such an event.” On the personal level, Joe adds, “I wanted a deeper understanding and appreciation for my chosen religion.”

By contrast, Susan was already studying for her Bat Mitzvah at her suburban New York synagogue at the time she became Jewish. “The B’nai Mitzvah class was a logical step for me as the new kid on the block. I needed and wanted to know more. …As a Jew, I have the right to embrace all that this religion has to offer, and I have every intention of doing just that.”

For a Jew who passed up the opportunity to have a Bar or Bat Mitzvah as an adolescent, the decision to pursue one as an adult often marks a turning point in his or her spiritual or psychological development. Sue, a Jewish day school graduate from Philadelphia who chose summer camp over the type of Bat Mitzvah girls in most Conservative synagogues were offered 30-odd years ago, lost a husband to cancer when she was “a very young 22-year-old.” She found solace in an egalitarian congregation in Toledo, Ohio, led by a Conservative rabbi and, after a couple of years, told the rabbi “that I finally felt like a grown-up and it was time to make a public proclamation to that effect with a Bat Mitzvah.”

Ron revised his thinking about religion in his mid-20’s. “I had rediscovered my Judaism, and I had rediscovered my belief in God,” he said. His sister had had a Bat Mitzvah ceremony at 30: “I remember thinking, ‘Before I’m 30, I want to have a Bar Mitzvah.’ As I reached my late 20’s, I realized, well, if I’m going to achieve that goal, it’s now or never.” Jane, who will be 25 when she celebrates her Bat Mitzvah in June, doesn’t need to rebel any more. “I’m just making my own choice that it’s something I really want to do.” Jane’s mother, whose family was “not that religious” when she was growing up, jumped into the preparations and will share the day with Jane, in part to set an example of Jewish commitment for Jane’s 7-year-old sister.

David, whose upbringing was nonreligious, says his Bar Mitzvah at age 42 wasn’t the culmination of a spiritual quest; for him, the pull toward the bimah was more about identity in a city where Jews are more of a minority than they were in the New York of his youth. “I felt I needed to read from the Torah; I felt it was something that I didn’t do as a youngster, and that being Jewish and having a Jewish identity was important to me,” David said. “As much as I will deny having any type of spiritual connection, I have to say that reading from the Torah was a magical experience.”

Adults who pursue Bar or Bat Mitzvah generally study in a synagogue-based class or one-on-one with a rabbi, sometimes for a year or more. While some prospective b’nai mitzvah come to class with Hebrew skills, many, if not most, are learning or relearning Hebrew from scratch. Studies also include analysis of the specific Torah texts involved and skills needed to conduct part of the service, and can include Torah chant, haftarah (the weekly passage from the prophets recited in many synagogues on Shabbat morning), theology, and Jewish traditions and history. The Bar or Bat Mitzvah itself may be a solo effort, with a single adult leading part of the worship, reading Torah, and presenting a short speech, or it may be a shared experience among the members of a B’nai Mitzvah class.

The process of study is part of the pleasure. “I enjoyed sitting around the table with the rabbi and the other students discussing different aspects of Judaism and Torah and Hebrew,” Ron said. Susan, whose 10-month class started with 22 participants and was winnowed to eight women by the end, called the friendships that formed in the class “the icing on the cake… The eight of us remain friends and are there for each other in good times and bad.”

Adult Bar and Bat Mitzvahs bring together not only proud families but entire communities. “The event was one of the most joyous and fulfilling experiences of my life,” Joe said of his class’s ceremony. Along with families and friends, he said, the hall “was packed with… members of the congregation
who came just because it was an important event that they wanted to witness. Many parents came with their children.””My family was very supportive, and my husband’s family was glowing! My children were so proud – the best feeling of all,” Susan reported, calling the enormous turnout “truly a community celebration.” But just as important, she said, her Bat Mitzvah didn’t represent the end of a path, but a milestone in her journey as a learner. “The class served as a wonderful overview of this religion, but it’s only the tip of the iceberg,” she told the congregation from the bimah. “My education has just begun.”

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Bodyguard

Who would have thought that living next to the prime minister’s house would be such a good move for a single Jewish woman? Maybe it’s Ehud Barak’s less-than-comely appearance that drove him to hire such gorgeous guards to protect his domain – and I do mean gorgeous. I noticed them right away when I went to check out the apartment. I had been talking to the taxi driver about my love life and he wanted to set me up with one of his friends. As he asked me what my type was, I looked up and eyed a guard. “Him,” I responded, pointing to the tall, sculpted tower of muscle standing at the gate.

After I paid the fare, I noticed the guard’s colleagues walking in front of Barak’s house and keeping watch in towers located on the opposite corners of the stone building. They may just as well have walked out of GQ magazine. They were clad in neatly pressed suits with guns around their shoulders, poised, tall and rugged. Even if they didn’t represent the picture-perfect model of a handsome Israeli man, I still couldn’t have ignored them. They closely watch anyone who lingers in front of Barak’s house and inspect the motors of any cars that park or drop off passengers there.

The presence of the guards, coupled with the price and location of the place, prompted me to move in – for security reasons, of course. A single woman living on the ground floor needs protection.On the day I moved in, I parked right in front of the building to make sure they saw my car. I had purposefully forgotten a few things at the market, so I got a little dressed up and left to finish my shopping.When I returned, they examined my car I was happy to check them out as well. It would take a while, they said, until the guards would be familiar with my the car and have it registered on a list of approved vehicles. Was that really true, or were they, as I had hoped, also looking for an excuse to check me out?

One can never tell with them. In the tradition of Israeli security men, they wear a very stoic look, never betraying their toughness and professionalism. I felt a sense of victory when I got one of the guards to help me move some baggage. We exchanged names in neighborly way, but he went on his way after he completed his task.

My excitement at having such protection, though, also has its moments of frustration. For one thing, my privacy is more limited. They see when I leave and when I come home – and with whom. I always hesitate to take out the garbage when I’m wearing my shlumpy pajamas. They circle my building a few times a day, and I often imagine that they are looking through my window, wondering what I’m doing, listening to my conversations.

Living here has inspired some questions about relations with neighbors. If you are attracted to someone you see every day, should you risk exposing your affections if his rejection will leave you feeling awkward every time you see him afterward? What if I were to approach a guard and he didn’t return my interest? Would I be the object of shame, ridicule and gossip? And even he didn’t respond for mere professional reasons, I’d still have to see him every day and be reminded of the rejection.

Still, I have my fun. Whenever a taxi drops me off, I always tell the driver I’m Barak’s intern. Some of them get it. As I walk up my path, I give the guard in the tower a wave and a mischievous smile and fantasize about how nice it would be if they brought me in for questioning. I also think about what it would be like to be the prime minister living in that secure mansion next door.

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A Joyful Noise

The future of American Jewish music – which has an awful lot in common with its past and present – was spread out in all its diversity on May 2, when the American Jewish Music Festival returned to Los Angeles after a three-year absence. Delighting an overflow crowd of more than 1,000 people in the main sanctuary of Stephen S. Wise Temple, the evening covered most of the musical genres that have been woven into Jewish music during the past few decades, from klezmer to folk to rock to jazz to the art song.The guitars, accordion and electric bass that were present on stage for various pieces during last Tuesday's pro-gram – not to mention the electronic keyboard and hyped-up drums that roared through others – would have been unthinkable as accom-paniment to the music of worship in the synagogues of the listeners' grandparents. Jewish music followed certain rules; psalms and prayers had signature melodies that varied only with the time of year or the day of the week. The music was handed down from generation to generation. It represented our history and our aspirations. It was our conduit to God.It was boring, the grandchildren said. See ya.

The Jewish Music Commission of Los Angeles, which sponsored the May 2 program and, according to its executive director, David Kates, is very much about the music of worship, is one of the institutions trying to convince those grandchildren – and their children and grandchildren – that Jewish music can engage people even as it seeks to connect them with a sense of the sacred. And it is trying to reassure traditionalists of every stripe that a psalm can sound like a madrigal, a hymn can sound like a cowboy waltz and a prayer can have a salsa beat – and still be Jewish music.

“There is nothing newunder the sun,” Wise's cantor, Nathan Lam, who served as master of ceremonies for the evening, told the audience, reminding it that synagogue music has always borrowed from the cultures in which Jews have lived and has always used vernacular languages as well as Hebrew. But there is plenty new in Jewish music, which worries some Jews even as it delights others.

In purporting to present music that congregants might conceivably hear in a worship setting, the May 2 program tacitly laid out two of the issues engaging practitioners and consumers of synagogue music: the extent to which congregants should be able to participate in worship as singers and the extent to which stylistic boundaries of synagogue music can be stretched in order to attract new – younger – congregants and keep them coming back.

In Reform Judaism, no less a personage than Rabbi Eric Yoffie, president of the Union of American Hebrew Congregations (UAHC), has called for worship featuring “music that is participatory, warm, and accessible.” Addressing the UAHC's biennial convention in December, Yoffie asserted, “Our wisest synagogues invite their members to sing, because they know that Jews feel welcomed, accepted and empowered when they sing.”

Local templegoers echo Yoffie's sentiment. “When I go to temple, if I don't sing, I'm not there,” one Reform congregant said, adding that about the only piece she's happy to have the cantor sing as a solo is Kol nidre. “Most of us don't get to use our voices that much during the week,” said a man who belongs to Reform and Conservative synagogues. “Just getting the vibrations going in our chests helps us spiritually.”Not just congregants but some service leaders are comfortable with the idea of cantor as songleader rather than soloist. “When I lead services, it's far more important to bring the congregation together in song and prayer than to sing at them or for them,” said Julie Silver, a popular songwriter and recording artist who also serves as cantorial soloist at Sha'arei Am in Santa Monica. “There is clearly a shift in the Reform movement, and I suspect in the other movements as well, away from the high cantorial presence and toward the group, the congregation, drawing people in through music and teaching.”

The cantor who appoints himself or herself the guardian of synagogue music gives a lot of Jews a swift pain. “I'm not a huge fan of chazzanut,” said Craig Taubman, a colleague of Silver's who grew up at Sinai Temple in Westwood and whose “Friday Night Live” services, featuring Shabbat liturgy set tohis bouncy pop tunes, are packing them in at Sinai every month. “Many of the people who preach chazzanut (cantorial chant and song) are so rigid: not just the right tune, but the way they do it, in their synagogue. Many traditional cantors believe it's important to be frozen in time, that it's their God-given responsibility to keep the music as it's always been.”

But it isn't just vanity or attachment to tradition that causes the prospect of services-as-community-sing to send a chill down the spine of many cantors. There's the fear that the music will become one-size-fits-all and the worship experience will be less, not more, intense for many congregants. “Just sitting and listening is a no-no any more,” said William Sharlin, cantor emeritus ofLeo Baeck Temple and a leading figure for more than 40 years in Southern California Jewish music.”I find there's a possibility of 'just' congregational singing. It's very important to have participation, but that may also sometimes interrupt the flow, the continuum of the sacred stream.”

Another problem is that when almost all the music of a service is geared to congregational singing, you wind up throwing out a lot of breathtaking music only because it's meant to be sung by a solo voice or a well-rehearsed ensemble. During the past 30 years, Sharlin, Michael Isaacson, Meir Finkelstein, the late Aminadav Aloni and any number of other composers have written synagogue music for soloist and/or choir much too beautiful – and, if you give it half a chance, much too powerful on a spiritual level – to be relegated to High Holy Days alone. Even Debbie Friedman, the high priestess of contem-porary congregational music, has written pieces such as her tender interpretation of the nighttime Hashkivenu prayer, “Shelter of Peace,” and the introspective “Reb Nachman's Prayer” for solo voice – and they represent some of her best work.

“Accessing music does not always mean 'sing-along,' ” said Sam Radwine, a Reform cantor who serves Congregation Ner Tamid, a Conservative synagogue, in Rancho Palos Verdes. “Accessing can also happen when the worshiper hears something and is able to connect to prayer.”

Lam worries that the predominance of tunes for everyone to sing will eventually dumb down the music. “It's no longer about music that is good; it's about music that's accessible,” he said in an interview. “We shortchange our congregants by not giving them credit for their musical sophistication.”

Nor did the Jewish Music Commission, in providing a smorgasbord of crowd-pleasing numbers last Tuesday, include only what was “accessible” to the average congregant's singing ability; a majority of the pieces presented, both new and classic (including a couple that had won prizes from the commission), were geared to performance by soloist or choir and emphatically not to congregational singing. “The commission wants a modern era of Jewish music that does not sacrifice [traditional music] but includes it, that is participatory but retains the strength of the role of the cantor,” Kates said.

Conservative Judaism, which historically has frowned upon tinkering with the liturgy and which makes greater demands of the worshiper than does the average Reform service, has also run into trouble with congregants who lack the Hebrew and the skills to feel at home in shul. “The worshipers with little or no background are seeking a prayerful experience but lack entry into the traditional service. … They feel strange and disenfranchised and will give up easily if they can't find something to hold on to,” said Ira Bigeleisen, cantor of Adat Ari El in North Hollywood. “The craze for congregational singing and 'participation' is an outgrowth of this need,” Bigeleisen added. “I don't mean that congregational singing isn't important; it is very important in creating a sense of community. But in reality, it is a poor substitute for being able to say the prayers oneself and really praying to God.”

And creating opportunities for congregational singing doesn't mean the congregants will sing. “Even when you teach them, they just sit there,” snapped one woman involved in her synagogue's music program.The issue of how the music of worship should sound, of course, is a classic example of “two Jews, three opinions.” What transports one congregant puts his neighbor to sleep. One templegoer wants the music to sound exactly the way it did when she was eleven, when it sounded like Methodist hymns; another wants it to sound exactly the way it did when she was eleven, when it sounded like Peter, Paul and Mary. One thinks the traditional davening modes are enough music for any service; another believes it don't mean a thing if it ain't got that swing.

The traditional musical signatures for Jewish prayer, some of which date back to antiquity, are known collectively as nusach. These modes form the basis of prayer music and provide the dominant sound in traditional synagogues, includ-ing most Conservative synagogues, and they are incorporated by many contemporary composers who are trained in them, though sometimes subtly enough to go unnoticed by the untutored ear. While they are prayer itself to some Jews, they haven't found their way into much popular music (other than klezmer), and to some Jewish leaders, nusach comprises an archaic sound that drives away more potential worshipers than it attracts.

Even some congregations committed to tradition have made concessions to worshipers' changing needs. The Happy Minyan at Orthodox Congregation Beth Jacob in Beverly Hills, for example, replaces a lot of the traditional chant with tunes by Rabbi Shlomo Carlebach and even wordless nigunim to bring congregants into a more joyous worship experience.

“Music has to be traditional, but it has to be music that people want to listen to,” said Steven Jacobs, rabbi at Congregation Kol Tikvah in Woodland Hills, who, with Debbie Friedman, led aservice called “Nusach California” at a regional UAHC convention several years ago. “So much of Jewish music is mournful, not soulful. We're never going to get to young people if our music doesn't reflect joy.”Thus the persistent folk-rock influence that has infused so much Jewish music since the late '60s. “Popular music has always played a major role in coloring the music of the service,” Ira Bigeleisen said. “In Eastern Europe, it was klezmer music; in Germany, it was classical music.” Bigeleisen points out that in Europe, where most people still listen to classical music, Jews reject the pop-oriented liturgical tunes that are so popular in the States.

Aviva Rosenbloom, longtime cantor at Temple Israel of Hollywood, also points to an American culture lacking in serious music education as an influence on Jewish music. “Not as many people go to classical music concerts as in the past generation,” she said. “Not as many kids study instruments seriously and play in orchestras; classical music becomes foreign territory. This affects how they respond to more formal compositions [in the synagogue].”

To Taubman, however, genre is unimportant compared to effect. “Sacred music is what moves people, period,” he said. “If it works for people, who am I to tell them it's bad? If it brings people into the synagogue, inspires them to do mitzvot, to connect – who's to say it's bad?”

In a project not quite like any heretofore created, Taubman is going to write the music for a Shabbat morning service in which he melds his signature pop sound with traditional nusach. “We hope the congregants will get the tools they need to pray in an easy, digestible form within the framework of tradition,” said Bigeleisen, who is participating in the project along with other Conservative cantors, Rabbi Richard Levy of Hebrew Union College, and Synagogue 2000, the transdenominational institute studying the changing synagogue and whose temple will introduce the service. “I think this allows us to innovate while staying connected with two thousand years of Jewish tradition.”

If certain trends within Jewish music today are causing certain Jews to grit their teeth, perhaps it's time to look at the big picture. “I think that many worshipers nowadays want to feel joyful at services because we have much to be joyful about: the State of Israel, the integrated position of Jews in America,” Bigeleisen said. “These are major changes from 60 years ago.”

Nor are cantorial or Jewish choral music likely to die out as long as there are people who care enough to keep them going. American Orthodox Judaism was moribund 40 years ago, but it came back to life in the 1970s and is thriving and growing today. Yiddish was a dying language 20 years ago; now young people are flocking to classes and learning to speak, read and write the mame-loshn. Chazzanut may take on some unaccustomed colors and shapes in the coming years, but reports of its demise are probably premature.Julie Silver is too excited to worry that Jewish music is anything but flourishing. “It's a very hot time in Jewish music,” she says. “Things are changing and growing. We are embracing our past and dealing with the present while keeping a steady eye on the future. [The words] speak to more Jews – especially the ones who years ago would have turned and walked away from shul because of the classical rigidity, the perceived dogma, the inability of the synagogue to adapt and change.

“Music is the language that binds us,” Silver continues. “We look to our Jewish songwriters to tell the stories, to remember the past with reverence, honesty and wit. But it is incumbent upon us to change, to be radical, to reach out and create new traditions. Our experiences, set to the music of our American homeland, will lead us back into the synagogue and make the worship experience meaningful, sweet, and relevant.”

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Boomer Unbound

Dear Deborah,
I have recently begun dating after a 25-year marriage ended and I’m having big culture shock. The last time I dated, the topics of conversation revolved around Woodstock, Vietnam, feminism, etc. I have been on a few dates, and I can hardly believe my ears (or eyes). These men are approximately my age, and they are talking about Early Bird Specials and No-Load Mutual Funds.I’m a healthy and financially independent 50-year-old woman. My children are grown, and I feel young. I hike, climb and am politically involved, etc. But I’m starting to wonder if I am always going to attract these middle-aged, paunchy, balding guys who talk and think like old men! I have tried to be open-minded, but even after second or third dates I still see the same dreary old guy I am not attracted to. Any suggestions for meeting and dating more compatible Jewish men?
Maggie

Dear Maggie,
Wake up, Maggie. You are now officially eligible for AARP (American Association of Retired Persons). Time to face the fact that Woodstock, Grant Park, Jimmy, Janis, Bobby, Jack, Abbie (Hoffman) and Abbey (Road) have drifted into purple-hazy memories.

Yet culture shock upon reentry into middle-aged dating is inevitable. It’s not like falling off a bicycle, unless of course you were to wait 25 years to climb back on. A lot can happen to one’s knees, back and confidence in that span.

If you meet men doing things you like, you’ll meet like-minded men. I believe there is a Jewish chapter of Sierra Club, but if not, start one. If you don’t meet Jewish men in your political pursuits within such organizations as the ACLU, create a new organization.

You are freer than you ever have been – freer, in fact, than you thought you were during your youthful “summer of free love.” You are no longer dependent upon men for procreation or to fulfill cultural expectations. At 25, consciously or not, such factors weighed into relationship decisions. Think of how you have changed in these past 25 years, who you have become and what kind of men would best complement and reflect these changes.

Ultimately you must face the fact that if you date men around your age, they are going to be middle-aged – like you, girlfriend. So either aim younger, don’t date men to whom you are not attracted or realize that some of those “Early Bird” diners might have danced naked in the mud at Woodstock 30 years ago (a harrowing thought). They simply have moved on from acid trips to acid reflux.

A Perfect Son

Dear Deborah,
I am a 77-year-old widow, still driving and a little frail, but in good health. Although I’m slowing down a little, I still have most of my marbles. I have a good relationship with my daughter, my grandchildren, my great-grandchildren and even a few former daughters-in-law.The problem is my 52-year-old son. He has a need always to be right and perfect. He is very successful in his career, and I’ve always tried to stay out of his way and never meddle, through three marriages and some bad decisions with his children. My son cannot take any kind of criticism, must look like a hero and doesn’t understand how to give people what they need. He gives what he thinks they should have. If I tell him I’m hurt or disappointed by him, I won’t hear from him for two weeks.He says to me – in front of his wife, sister, kids or any audience – that if I need him, I should call and he’ll be there; he’ll fight dragons, any time, day or night. But if we’re alone and I ask him if he could drop by Sunday to take a look at the broken VCR, he’ll say, “See you Sunday, Ma – if it doesn’t rain.”Do you have any suggestion for how I might speak to him so he’ll listen?
Old Dog in Need of New Tricks

Dear Old Dog in Need of New Tricks,
The only new trick you need is how to use the Yellow Pages to find VCR repair.You said that your son gives what he thinks you should have and not what you need. He is unable to handle criticism, so were you to challenge him on anything at all you would be challenging his very identity of knight in shining armor. Sad to discover that inside the armor is a little narcissism, but, of course, at many levels you probably always knew this. He, unlike you, is incapable of learning any new tricks that he doesn’t think he needs to learn.So stop knocking on his armor and learn how to bypass the expectation or hope of getting needs met by Sir Can’ts-a-lot. If you do, you will be far better able to enjoy your boychick’s breathtaking displays of largesse.

Single Jewish Cynic

Dear Deborah,
In your last column, you wrote this absurd “love thyself” response to the woman who whines about Jewish men being superficial and not interested in “Rubenesque” women. You must be thin, rich, married or way out of the loop of single Jewish life to believe that.I am 38, never married, always a little overweight, balding and am not rich enough for Jewish women to be blinded to my faults. People shouldn’t love themselves if they’re fat or losers because they’d never be motivated to change. It is a cold, superficial world, Deborah. It’s a lonely time for average-looking or average-earning singles.
Joseph

Dear Joseph,
Well, has hating your faults caused you to lose weight, grow hair, make more money, be less embittered or attract a woman? If so, go ahead and “hate thyself.” Whatever works.If not, try something new. Give yourself and Jewish women a break. Stop judging yourself and others so harshly and begin to accept squarely what you are. Eventually you will begin to feel attractive and successful enough, regardless of your weight, hair situation or check book balance, thus exponentially increasing your odds of finding a mate. At the very least, if you dislodge that chip on your shoulder, you’ll lose several pounds of ugly pessimism.

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Inventing Oneself

In Philip Roth’s new novel, “The Human Stain,” a classics professor at a small New England college creates a fictional identity for himself. His name is Coleman Silk, and he lets colleagues and friends know that he is Jewish.

Since Silk is an academic, an intellectual, a former tough-minded dean of the college, no one questions his biographical credentials. What could be more natural? If he had been selected for a part in a film or a TV drama, the director might be accused of type-casting. Who better than a Jewish intellectual would we find inhabiting this role?

But, in fact, Coleman Silk is not Jewish, we discover soon enough in the novel. He is a light-skinned black man who passes for white. And he is singled out by an anti-Semitic colleague for making a remark in class that is mistaken for a slur directed against blacks. Silk, the self-invented character, a black man who is no longer black, is pilloried in part because he is a Jew. Who said that irony is not a way of life in America?When asked recently by Charles McGrath, the editor of The New York Times Book Review, where the idea (for passing or reinventing yourself) came from, Roth explained that when he was a graduate student at the U. of Chicago in the late 1950s he met a young black woman with whom he had a fling. She was “as we then said, a Negro – moreover a Negro from a professional family. … Anyway, we began to go out, and I met the family, who were very pale Negroes, decidedly so on her mother’s side. And I never forgot her mother saying that there were relatives of hers who’d been lost to all their people. That was the phrase she used – ‘lost to all their people.’ The girl explained to me later what her mother was talking about – that these relatives, who could physically pull it off, had given up identifying themselves as Negro, had moved away and had joined the white world, never to return.”

More recently Roth had occasion to read about the reinvented self of the former New York Times literary critic, the late Anatole Broyard. He had been a writer and literary figure in New York City sometime in the late ’40s. He was dashing, handsome, bohemian; and an intellectual of the first rank. He had great panache and was said to be one of the city’s great seducers of young, innocent women.

Broyard looked and passed for white, although there were rumors that he had grown up in New Orleans and was an octoroon. In the sixties he became The NY Times’ leading literary critic, just about when Roth’s own career as a novelist was taking off.

Actually, as Harvard professor Henry Louis Gates Jr. wrote in The New Yorker several years ago, Broyard’s parents were black; as was his sister, who was then married and living in New York City with her husband, a black lawyer.

Broyard had denied them all. Only as he lay dying of cancer in his home in Cambridge, Mass. did he tell his children, then of college age, that he was a black man and that they had a black aunt in New York. Even then, it was his wife, a handsome fair woman of Scandinavian ancestry, who insisted that if he did not tell his children, she would.

As it happens, I know several men, actually boys with whom I went to school and knew quite well when we were teenagers, who took their own turn at reinvention.

They were Jewish, with few ties to Judaism and no connection to the history or culture of their people. They were bright and ambitious; being Jewish at that time seemed to them a formidable disadvantage, a way of being kept off of the playing field. As one of them told me years later, “It defined me as a victim, and I was unwilling to accept that.”

Like Broyard, they reinvented themselves and turned their back on a past that appeared to offer them little. They changed their names, dropped their religious affiliation; and, in one case, became an active member – eventually the president – of a Unitarian congregation.

It was freeing, at first; but the secret, the earlier self, never did quite fade altogether. One of those friends – the one I thought stood the best chance of disappearing into his new self successfully – some thirty years later found himself with a wife who, ardently looking to Judaism, had embarked on a course of study to become a rabbi. She took their two daughters to Israel for a year of study, leaving him behind in New York. He was bewildered, convinced that some mythical Jewish prankster had kept him in sight all through his adult life.

Another had found himself sitting around a campfire with a group of friends one summer evening, reminiscing about the past, musing about the meaning of life, when suddenly, he told me, out jumped the phrase: “You know, I’m Jewish.” .

He was a vice president in a major advertising agency not known especially for its openness to Jews; everyone thought he was a Christian Scientist. You know, he told me sometime later, it didn’t make one jot of difference. But, boy I sure felt better. I didn’t realize it before, but now I was reconnected to my life.The idea of reinvention, of shucking a past life and identity, possesses a certain American, romantic aura. Our novels are chock-full of such figures. There ‘s The Great Gatsby (and perhaps F. Scott Fitzgerald himself) and Theodore Dreiser’s sad, doomed Clyde Griffiths in “An American Tragedy” and, of course, Isabel Archer in Henry James’ “Portrait of a Lady.” The moral in all of these works of fiction appears to be that America may be the land of endless possibility, but inventing a new persona for yourself only leads to defeat, if not doom.

I think I prefer, however, the comment one of my old friends made two years ago. We were at a party together in New York, and he was approached by an endless stream of friends and well wishers. Not surprising, given that he had become an eminent jurist and a best-selling writer of non-fiction. Any regrets, Charlie (not his real name), someone asked him. He smiled. “Yes, just that dumb thing I did years ago when I changed my name.”

He shook his head. He had been young and frightened and didn’t know any better. “You see,” he said, confident in his ability and his accomplishments, “I could have kept my own name. It wouldn’t have made any difference at all.”

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New Leadership

Dr. Gary J. Schiller is an associate professor at UCLA, so perhaps it is not surprising that the new chairman of the Los Angeles Museum of the Holocaust puts education and research at the top of his agenda.Schiller’s accession also marks a generational change. The son of a Buchenwald survivor and professionally a hematologist and oncologist at the UCLA Medical Center, he is the first member of the “second generation” to lead the museum on Wilshire Blvd.

The generational succession was met with some resistance by the Jewish Federation, which supports the museum, says Schiller, but it was ultimately the Holocaust survivors themselves who insisted that it was time for their children to take on leadership roles.During most of the 1990s, Schiller served as president of Second Generation, an organization for children of Holocaust survivors which, at 1,000 members, he believes to be the largest group of its kind in the United States, if not the world.

Long overshadowed by the Museum of Tolerance, the Museum of the Holocaust has raised its public profile during the past couple of years under energetic leadership and since moving into its own quarters outside the Federation building.

In education, Schiller plans to build on the museum’s strong outreach to high school classes, which are daily visitors, including large contingents of Latino and African-American pupils.In both education and research, Schiller wants to expand the already close relationship with the U.S. Holocaust Memorial Museum in Washington and Yad Vashem in Jerusalem by accessing their computer databases and bringing in special exhibits.

Currently, the museum is hosting a month-long exhibit, “Polluting the Pure,” in cooperation with Germany’s Goethe Institut.

Along the same line, Schiller wants to raise the museum’s academic profile through its links with the UCLA Center for Jewish Studies and the university’s “1939” Club Chair in Holocaust Studies.In another cooperative venture, Schiller hopes for a merger between the museum and the Los Angeles Holocaust Monument in nearby Pan Pacific Park, already a frequent pilgrimage site for the museum’s high school visitors.

Schiller is quite definite about what he doesn’t want the museum to do.”An institution commem-orating the Holocaust shouldn’t become a theater,” he says. And, in a barely disguised dig at the Museum of Tolerance, he adds, “I don’t think we should sponsor political debates or enter a float in the Rose Bowl parade.”

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Out of the Killing Fields

This Tuesday, one day before Israel celebrated its 52nd Independence Day, it solemnly and collectively honored the 19,109 soldiers, sailors and airmen who have died in defense of the reborn state since the United Nations voted to partition British Palestine on November 29, 1947.

At the same time, Israel’s political and military leaders reaffirmed their determination to pull out of Southern Lebanon by July 7 – a bold decision designed to stem the procession to the nation’s 42 military cemeteries. The deputy chief of staff, Major-General Uzi Dayan, whose father Zorik, Moshe Dayan’s brother, fell in the 1948 War of Independence, has ordered the army to be ready to leave even earlier than Prime Minister Ehud Barak’s July deadline.

The soldiers – and their anxious families – can’t wait to get out of the Lebanese killing fields. But last weekend’s eruption of violence across the troubled border taught a sober lesson. There are no easy answers; more blood may still be shed. Barak is gambling. And, unusually for him, he is inventing his strategy as he goes along.

Israel retaliated for a barrage of katyusha rockets fired on Kiryat Shmona by Hezbollah with air strikes that put out the lights in the Lebanese capital, cratered the Beirut-Damascus highway and destroyed the Shiite militia’s main ammunition depot under Syrian protection in the Bekaa Valley.

Lebanon paid a heavy price, but Hezbollah still had the last word with another salvo of katyushas on Galilee communities. Political wisdom dictated that Israel refrain from a second counterattack. Barak’s priority remained to bring the boys home in good order, if possible under a United Nations umbrella and with the tacit cooperation of the Lebanese government. The alternative would be a humiliating retreat under fire – and a license for Hezbollah to hit Kiryat Shemona from closer range.

The logic was compelling. If Israel wanted the UN to expand the 4,500-strong force it has stationed in Southern Lebanon since 1978 into a credible buffer and monitoring unit, the escalation had to stop. Yet the weekend’s exchanges left the commanders of the Middle East’s most powerful army fuming with frustration.

The military commentators reflected their despair. “Hezbollah is the one dictating the rules of the game,” Yoav Limor protested in Ma’ariv. “Whenever they like, they launch katyushas. Whenever they like, they keep the region quiet. Israel merely reacts, and even then keeps a low profile.”

Alex Fishman turned the knife in Yediot Aharonot: “Hezbollah is bent on continued escalation. Israel’s airstrike sent Hezbollah a single message: You can carry on, and with even greater intensity. The government of Israel wants quiet and is not willing to take risks. And Hezbollah, as we know, will not have to try too hard to find an excuse to fire the next katyushas.”

Others called for Israel to hit back not just at Lebanon, but at Syria’s 30,000-strong garrison in the Bekaa. President Hafez al-Assad has far greater leverage over Hezbollah than his Beirut puppet regime has. The Islamic militia receives its Iranian arms, ammunition and instructors via Damascus airport. It needs to keep the supply lines open. Assad may not be able to control the fanatics, but he can influence them.”The only way to maintain effective strategic deterrence,” Ron Ben-Ishai argued in Yediot Aharonot, “is to threaten Syrian interests in Lebanon. And, if need be, to make good on that threat. Instead of plunging hundreds of thousands of Lebanese civilians into the dark, Israel should strike directly at Syrian military camps inside Lebanon and at economic projects that provide income for Syrian generals and workers.” Despite American urgings to leave the Syrians alone, Barak seems to be edging toward confrontation. “The minute the withdrawal from Lebanon is completed,” he told Israel Radio, “Israel will know how to identify anyone behind activity against the state. Nobody will escape a harsh response, including Syria.”

For all this saber rattling, Barak prefers the diplomatic track. Through Secretary-General Kofi Annan’s Middle East troubleshooter, Terje Larsen, he is negotiating quietly with the UN and with the Lebanese and Syrian governments. In return for an enhanced international role in Southern Lebanon, Israel is preparing to pull back from the last inch of Lebanese soil, even if that puts Galilee kindergartens back on the front line.The UN, however, will expand its peacekeeping operation only if the Lebanese (and behind them the Syrians) agree. Israel also needs Beirut’s cooperation if it is to solve the dilemma of what to do about the South Lebanese Army, whose 2,000 men have fought alongside their Israeli patron for two decades – and paid an even heavier price in blood.

Israel insists that it will not abandon them or their families. But it is already hinting that it will bow to a UN ultimatum and remove the SLA’s heavy arms.

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Irving Gets the Bill

Holocaust denier David Irving has come a step closer to financial ruin now that a British judge has ordered him to start paying millions of dollars in legal costs.During a court session last Friday, Judge Charles Gray ordered Irving to pay some $250,000 to Penguin Books by June 16 following his failed libel action against the publisher and American historian Deborah Lipstadt.

If the money – a down payment on total legal and research costs of some $3 million – is not paid by then, the judge said Irving would face bankruptcy proceedings.Last month, Irving lost his lawsuit against Lipstadt and Penguin, whom Irving accused of ruining his career by labeling him a Holocaust denier. Ruling against Irving on April 11, Gray called him an anti-Semitic Holocaust denier and Hitler apologist who distorted historical data to suit his own ideological agenda.Penguin lawyer Heather Rogers had initially asked for a down payment of some $800,000, but Irving’s lawyer, Adrian Davies, replied that even half that amount could bankrupt Irving.

Rogers told the court that Penguin had already paid out more than $1.5 million to defense experts who testified at the three-month-long trial.Irving, 62, who has not yet obtained permission to appeal the judgment, has argued that defense experts and lawyers were paid too much.

Gray ordered Irving to pay the $250,000 by June 16 on the basis that Penguin Books was prepared to accept that figure for the time being.The court was told that Irving had boasted to reporters that he had a “fighting fund” of more than $500,000 made up of contributions sent to him by supporters around the world.After the hearing, Irving refused to say whether he could or would pay. He said the money in the fighting fund was in an offshore account.

Meanwhile, Penguin lawyer Kevin Bays said the publishing house is determined to recover its legal and research fees from Irving.”On the one hand, he says he doesn’t have any money. On the other hand, he’s reported as saying he has 5,000 supporters around the world making donations,” said Bays.As a result of the judge’s order last Friday, “We’ll find out if he has lots of supporters and money. If he doesn’t pay, we’ll have to enforce payment. The ultimate is bankruptcy.

“A trustee in bankruptcy would be appointed to assess any assets he’s got,” added Bays. “That would include his house.”Irving, who represented himself during the libel trial, hired lawyers to represent him at the hearing for costs.But he complained that the law firm he had hired, Goldsmiths, had refused to represent him beyond the costs hearing on “ideological” grounds.

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