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August 28, 2003

Present-Day Apathy Not Always Case

“Triangle: The Fire That Changed America,” by David Von Drehle (Atlantic Monthly Press, $26)

We live in cynical times. For years, young people have felt disengaged from the political process. Knowledge of governmental figures and the workings of law seem more tenuous among college students every year. Now, driven by electoral ambiguities and corporate scandals, Americans have grown increasingly disillusioned about the impact individuals can really have on the governance of this country.

This hasn’t always been the case. The first half of the 20th century was a time of unrivaled activism. That involvement took many forms. In New York, the infamous Tammany Hall political system openly bought and sold votes and the influence that came with them. Opposing the forces of the ward bosses, sachems and scouts — as the Tammany operatives were called — were the ranks of progressive thinkers who agitated for change. Among the latter group, Eastern European Jews, recent immigrants from such oppressive and anti-Semitic regimes as Russia, Hungary and Lithuania, were in the vanguard. Having lived through the pogroms (as well as other forms of discrimination and intimidation) in their hometowns and cities, they came to the United States prepared for better treatment, and willing to fight for it when it was not forthcoming.

The immigrant’s life was not an easy one. As is well known, many ended up in the tenements of the Lower East Side, working for slave wages in sweatshops and dreaming of better days to come. That their bosses were often other immigrant Jews did not ensure that they would be treated fairly or even humanely. Those who could amass their fortunes at the expense of other, more recent arrivals, did so without a second thought.

It is hard to understand where they drew the strength to take on a system stacked against them; factory workers had little money, no clout with city officials — who had been paid off by the shop owners — and practically no time to organize. They worked from early in the morning until late in the night in cramped, poorly lit rooms, being driven to produce more and more by foremen who stood over them with eagle eyes, aware that they could be replaced by another desperate person for any infraction.

Then there were the safety hazards: fire was common. According to one source, approximately 136 people died in workplace fires every year. Tenement fires were common, too, and with up to 150 people squeezed into a narrow, six-story building, surviving was a matter of luck and chance. Conditions were so unsanitary at work and home that people often fell sick with diseases we think of as belonging only in underdeveloped, Third World countries.

Life indeed was hard, but somehow that difficulty galvanized people, and things were ready to burst by 1909, as David Von Drehle comprehensively and often chillingly relates in his new book, “Triangle: The Fire that Changed America.” By the autumn of that year, conditions in the shirtwaist factories, where mainly young women toiled to produce ladies’ blouses, had deteriorated so far that the workers, many of whom barely spoke English, inspired thousands to stage a walkout in hopes of forming a union.

The young women drew some influential supporters, among them J.P. Morgan’s daughter and Frances Perkins, who would go on to hold the first Cabinet position held by a woman in American history. These “society women” had money, influence and the ability to draw media attention to the cause of the shirtwaist workers. What they did not have was the vote. Women’s suffrage did not pass until 1920, and yet all these women, rich and poor, educated and illiterate, threw themselves into the fray. Even though they could not affect elections, they still believed they could have an impact on the way things were run.

And they were right, but first there had to be a fire. Von Drehle brings the situation that led up to the disastrous Triangle Shirtwaist factory fire — the deadliest workplace disaster in New York City until Sept. 11, 2001 — horribly to life. His book shows how the events of the previous year and a half led to the changes instituted in the wake of the devastating blaze. Primed by the strike’s impact, the government was finally ready to change business practices to protect the safety and well-being of those at the bottom of the economic ladder.

The outcome was by no means assured. The owners, who had locked their workers into the factory floor to make sure no one stole some thread, lace or even a $0.50 blouse, were acquitted in their trial, and the Tammany bosses resisted any change that might have adversely affected their coffers. But change did come, and transformed the lives of countless American workers.

That was then. We are all enfranchised now, and yet one doesn’t have to look far to find greed, corruption and the perversion of the democratic process. What will it take to galvanize us?

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7 Days In Arts

Saturday

“Art” for the people: Yasmina Reza’s play about the delicate nature of friendships opens today at The Laurel in Ventura. Translated from the French by Christopher Hampton, the words fly among three male friends when one of them pays a good sum of money for a supposedly avant-garde white-on-white painting. Actors Joseph Fuqua, Cliff DeYoung and Emmy Award-winner Bruce Weitz (“Hill Street Blues”) star in this latest Rubicon Theatre Company production playing through Sept. 28.8 p.m. (Thursday-Saturday), 7 p.m (Wednesday and Sunday), 2 p.m. (Thursday, Saturday and Sunday). $28-$43. 1006 E. Main St., Ventura. (805) 667-2900.

Sunday

Wunderkind Daniel Schlosberg works his 24-year-old fingers over the piano keys in this evening’s installment of LACMA’s Sundays Live Series. Mozart and Schubert fans convene at the Bing Theater for a free fix of the composers’ “Sonata in F” and “Sonata in B Flat,” respectively.6 p.m. 5905 Wilshire Blvd., Los Angeles. (323) 857-6000.

Monday

Put the superstitions aside and head to Forest Lawn for their latest exhibition, “The Art of a People: Polish Expressions.” Works by Polish artists Danuta Rothschild, Jerzy Skolimowski and Jan Styka are displayed along with videos depicting their lives and their paintings.10 a.m.-5 p.m. (daily). 1712 S. Glendale Ave., Glendale. (800) 204-3131.

Tuesday

You don’t need a parking reservation to see the Getty’s collection anymore. Take a personal Tuesday and check out their “Photographs of Artists by Alexander Liberman” exhibition. During his 50-year career as art director of Vogue and editorial director of Condé Nast Publications, Liberman’s flashbulb dilated the eyes of prominent artists like Picasso, Matisse, Frankenthaler and Duchamp. You can see those images and others through Oct.19.10 a.m.-6 p.m. (Tuesday-Thursday, Sunday), 10 a.m.-9 p.m. (Friday and Saturday). 1200 Getty Center Drive, Los Angeles. (310) 440-7300.

Wednesday

While growing up, Baila Goldenthal’s nomadic family life took her all over the United States and to the Panama Canal. As an adult, her own wanderlust led to a two-year stay in Europe and later in Madras, India. Her thematic interest in the concepts of time and space were a natural outgrowth of all her traveling, which has translated into her art, most recently in a series of collages and sculptures fittingly titled “On and Off the Wall.” The pieces can be viewed starting today at the Artcore Brewery Annex.Runs Sept. 3-28. By appointment (Wednesday), noon-4 p.m. (Thursday-Sunday). 650A S. Avenue 21, Los Angeles. (323) 276-9320.

Thursday

Three distinctly American musical musings make up tonight’s “Dvořák’s New World” concert at the Hollywood Bowl. Offered up are “Symphony No. 9” from the titular piece, along with excerpts from George Gershwin’s “Porgy and Bess” and Samuel Barber’s “Knoxville: Summer of 1915.”8 p.m. $1-$77. 2301 N. Highland Ave., Hollywood. (323) 850-2000.

Friday

You started the week with a play about art and friendship; end it with one about architecture and family. Richard Greenberg’s “Three Days of Rain” has reopened at the Flight Theater at the Complex in Hollywood through Oct. 15. The play about two siblings struggling to understand their architect father after his death and their subsequent disinheritance was a Pulitzer Prize finalist in 1998.8 p.m. (Thursday-Saturday). $15. 6472 Santa Monica Blvd., Hollywood. (323) 761-6482.

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Community Briefs

Programs Survive State Budget Slash

Several programs that cater to a largely Jewish clientele have survived California’s budget ax — for now.

The Adult Day Health Care Center in North Hollywood, which had been expected to close with the passage of a state budget, got a new lease on life when the Legislature voted to exempt most long-term elder-care programs from cuts. That move also helped the Los Angeles Jewish Home for the Aging, an 800-resident facility that had braced itself for cuts in nurses, social workers and such programs as exercise and knitting.

Intensive lobbying in Sacramento by the Jewish Public Affairs Committee (JPAC) of California helped sway the politicians. So, too, did a mission of influential Jews to the state capital, including several members of The Jewish Federation of Greater Los Angeles, said Jessica Toledano, director of government relations for the Jewish Community Relations Committee, a department of The Federation.

Despite the victory, Toledano said continuing budget woes made the future less than bright.

“I think we have stalled the serious cuts for at least one year,” she said.

To protect programs for seniors, JPAC plans to form a coalition with Catholic Charities, AARP, the Salvation Army and other groups, she said.

In related news, the Multipurpose Senior Services Program (MSSP), which provides poor seniors with taxi vouchers, home meal preparation and other services to keep them out of nursing homes, suffered a financial setback. The Jewish Family Service-run program will receive 5 percent less from the state because of Medi-Cal cuts. Davis had initially proposed 15 percent reductions. Because of the reduced funding, MSSP will care for about 50 fewer patients. — Marc Ballon, Senior Writer

Custody Case Allows Boy to Live inIsrael

After two years of litigation, a Los Angeles appeals court has ruled that it is safe for 5-year-old Yuval Abargil to live in Israel.

Yuval has been at the center of a custody fight by a divorced Israeli couple, in which the mother, Michal Abargil, wished to take him back to her native country. The father, Aharon Abargil, argued that the boy should stay with him in the United States, because terrorist attacks made Israel too dangerous a place to raise the child.

Justice Laurence Rubin, in upholding the decision of a lower court, concluded that, “We would be naive to believe that there is no danger in living in Israel…. [But] few, if any, places in the world are safe from all danger, be it political, ethnic, religious, natural or random.”

Michal agreed with the three-judge panel.

“When you live in Israel, it’s not nearly as scary as it looks from the outside,” she said in a phone interview.

The case was complicated from the beginning. Aharon and Michal met and married in Los Angeles, but each had earlier entered the United States on a tourist visa and illegally stayed on after the visas expired.

Aharon has two applications pending for permanent residence here, while Michal has been barred from re-entering the United States for 10 years.

Under the circumstances, it will be impossible, in the foreseeable future, for the father to travel to Israel to see the child, or for the mother to bring Yuval to America to see the father.

To assure Aharon’s parental rights and long-distance contact between father and son, Rubin ordered that the case would remain under California jurisdiction, though registered and enforced by an Israeli court.

Michal has returned to Israel with Yuval and said she will settle permanently in either Ramat Gan or Givatayim, where she has relatives. She hopes to find work as a graphic designer. She also hopes to find a publisher for her recently completed children’s book on divorce, titled “When Mommy and Daddy Are Getting Separated.”

“The most important thing is to convince the kids it’s absolutely not their fault that the parents are getting a divorce,” she said. — Tom Tugend, Contributing Editor

Federation Lays Off JCRC ExecutiveDirector

Michael Hirschfeld, the executive director of the Jewish Community Relations Committee (JCRC), has been laid off after nearly a quarter-century on the job due to financial difficulties at The Jewish Federation of Greater Los Angeles.

In an e-mail to his colleagues, the 24-year JCRC veteran said his job had given him immense personal satisfaction over the years and praised JCRC programs that combat illiteracy in schools, blunt anti-Semitism on campuses and create new leaders for the Jewish community. “We in the JCRC have contributed to the life of our Jewish community and our Los Angeles civic society immeasurably,” he wrote.

Hirschfeld declined to comment.

His departure comes at a time when The Federation, JCRC’s parent, has completed an internal audit to improve its efficiency, increase its relevance and boost its fundraising. The Federation, as part of its restructuring, has eliminated JCRC’s executive director position. At least one member of The Federation’s communications department was laid off.

The Federation’s fundraising has been flat for nearly a decade, although it has edged up slightly this year.

Under Hirschfeld’s leadership, JCRC developed KOREH L.A., a literacy program that places Jewish volunteers in public elementary schools to tutor students. JCRC also helped create the Campus Coalition Initiative to teach Jewish university students to respond to anti-Zionist propaganda at campuses. — MB

Bronfman Offers Young Leaders Chance at$100,000

An annual $100,000 award to recognize Jewish leaders of the future under age 50 has been announced by the family of philanthropist and business leader Charles Bronfman.

The international award will “celebrate the vision and talent of individuals, or a team of individuals, whose accomplishments on behalf of others enrich Jewish life … and inspire the emerging generation of Jewish people,” the announcement stated.

The Charles Bronfman Prize was conceived as a 70th birthday tribute to the Montreal-born philanthropist by his children, Stephen Bronfman and Ellen Bronfman-Hauptman, and son-in-law Andrew Hauptman. The Hauptmans are co-chairs of Andell Entertainment and Mission Pictures, headquartered in London and Los Angeles.

Nominations may be submitted in English or Hebrew, with a deadline of Oct. 31. The inaugural award will be presented in spring 2004.

For information and forms, go to www.TheCharlesBronfmanPrize.com,e-mail info@TheCharlesBronfmanPrize.com  or phone the New York office at (212) 572-1035. — TT

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Where You Stand

We are standing before God and God is standing before us — especially during this particular time, when certain fundamental liberties are being denied individuals and when justice is being withheld from specific groups — all in the name of "homeland security." This week’s Torah portion, Shoftim, comes to teach us — all of us without exception — that we are obligated to build a just society not only for ourselves but for all people.

Thus, our reading, studying and thinking about the essential lessons found in Shoftim are of great importance right now.

Meanwhile, this parsha reminds me of a very strange personal experience that occurred many years ago. It’s one that I’ll never forget.

While I was away from University Synagogue one afternoon, visiting a hospitalized congregant, a very well-known Catholic priest called me. When he realized that I wasn’t there, he left a message on my voice mail asking that I contact him as soon as possible, because a situation required an immediate collaborative interfaith response.

For reasons that I can’t technologically explain — but it may have been God’s handiwork — something extraordinary happened: Although my caller terminated his call, my message device recorded what happened next.

Once he hung up, he telephoned a prominent rabbinic colleague of mine. During their ensuing conversation, the non-Jewish leader indicated that he had tried to reach me, found that I was away from my desk, left a message asking that I contact him without delay and he said that he was certain that he’d hear from me as soon as I learned that he had reached out to me.

In turn, the rabbi expressed his doubts about my dependability and without hesitation he conveyed his feelings of disdain toward me by using that occasion to utter some very derogatory comments.

These unflattering remarks were instantly rebuffed by the priest, but they lingered in the air nevertheless.

Naturally, when I listened to their recorded discussion, I was deeply hurt and terribly confused because I couldn’t recall any incident that would have inflamed the rabbi’s emotions and cemented his negative opinions about me. And throughout the years we have worked together in the community, he had never led me to believe that we were anything but the best of friends.

A few days later, he and I happened to see one another at a public gathering where he greeted me with a bright smile, open arms and some affectionate remark.

"Oh," I thought to myself, "if he only knew that I was aware of his genuine feelings about me, which make this display of supposed fondness reek of hypocrisy."

As a result of a mechanical error — or did God provide me with an opportunity to hear words that would never have been uttered in my presence by someone who posed as a friend? — I had a chance to encounter the authentic nature of a relationship instead depending on some false pretense.

Now, what has all of this to do with our reading five particular chapters found in the Book of Deuteronomy this Shabbat?

Within Shoftim, we are instructed: "Zedek, zedek tirdof" ("justice, justice shall you pursue").

When we dig deeply into the parsha, we come to realize that not only are sacred and secular laws to be faultlessly carried out by government officials and interpreted by appointed and elected judges — all of them are expected to be unrelentingly fair and impartial — but you and I are instructed to treat everyone we encounter in our own lives in a similar fashion.

You see, it is not only justice that keeps chaos away and society afloat, but it is steadfast righteousness that should be ever-present in every interpersonal relationship we have — be it a casual contact or one which is intimate and enduring .

This is why Rashi taught: "Consider what you do and conduct yourself in every judgment as if the Holy One, Blessed be He, were standing before you."

Had the rabbi known that I would hear his candid opinion of me, or had he imagined that God was standing in front of him when he spoke in such a hateful way about me in one instance, and then so lovingly in my presence very soon thereafter, to what extent would he had been anxious to render harsh judgment?

And, that prompts me to ask: Do any of us have the right to be judgmental? Maimonides didn’t think so, because he observed that all of us are obligated (actually, he wrote: "commanded") to give each person the benefit of the doubt.

So, as we demand that ours must always be a "just society," and when we attempt to individually "pursue justice," it is necessary that we also rely upon that same concept to temper our own words and actions.

Much will be accomplished individually and collectively when we remember this lesson at all times, because we do stand before God and God stands before us. Under these circumstances, there simply is no room for injustice in any of its many forms — be it in our society at large or in the way we relate to one another.


Allen I. Freehling served as University Synagogue’s senior rabbi for 30 years before becoming that congregation’s first rabbi emeritus a year ago. He is now serving as the executive director of the Human Relations Commission of the City of Los Angeles.

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Positive Picture at University Goes Untold

It has been a great year in Jewish studies at San Francisco State University (SFSU). The program enjoys surging enrollments.

A comparative religion course on Judaism, Christianity and Islam fills to capacity with representatives of all three faiths. Jews and non-Jews sit together and debate the question of intermarriage in a class on the Jewish family. For the first time ever, students can now graduate with a major in modern Jewish studies.

These positive developments will likely surprise many observers, especially in the wake of international media coverage that has focused on several high-profile anti-Semitic incidents at SFSU. These accounts have sensationalized extremists at the cost of a more nuanced and accurate understanding of campus life.

When an e-mail describing events at an Israel rally raced around the country last spring, news organizations began a journalistic version of the old schoolyard game of telephone, with each telling of the story even more dramatic than the last.

A student-led Israel program quickly became a pogrom. A bitter, but nonviolent altercation degenerated, according to news reports, into fists flying.

Major newspapers in San Francisco, Los Angeles, New York and Jerusalem picked up the story. Internet Web sites posted the e-mail, while Jewish magazines reprinted the story, with their own analysis added, in the months that followed.

The descriptions proved so negative that a colleague with scholarly expertise in American journalism told me that he imagined lawlessness throughout the campus, and a Jewish leader suggested that I carry a Smith & Wesson revolver to protect myself.

As alarming as this and other events have been, they are not the greatest campus threat. At SFSU, much of the public perception of Jewish life has been defined by the deplorable acts of a few, while a host of impressive stories have not been told.

Extremists will always seek our attention and exploit it for their own ends. We will have suffered a worse defeat if we allow these incidents to define our larger understanding of the university or our place in it.

While last May’s high-profile confrontation between Jews and Palestinians captured the public’s imagination, few heard of a decade-old, student-initiated Jewish-Palestinian dialogue group. Organized by a Palestinian American graduate student and her Israeli American friend, the SFSU Jewish-Palestinian Dialogue invites Palestinians and Jews to "listen to all narratives, overcome stereotypes, [and] see each other’s equal humanity."

Many of the fears elicited by the news coverage of last spring’s contentious rally could have been eased had readers known about this effort for deeper understanding.

Last February, as part of the university’s commitment to a year of civil discourse, three leading Israeli and Palestinian intellectuals flew from Israel and the West Bank to offer their assessments of the conflict. A former adviser to the Israeli foreign minister, a consultant to Israel’s negotiating team and the executive vice president of Bethlehem University engaged the audience and one another on the prospects for peace in the region.

Without political vitriol, they presented a variety of perspectives and understandings. Members of the panel remarked that such a dialogue could not have occurred in the Mideast.

It was the invitation to speak at SFSU that brought these communal leaders together. The university, far from causing intragroup discord, created an impressive opportunity for regional leaders to engage one another in constructive debate.

SFSU, like so many universities, offers the opportunity to interact with people of diverse backgrounds. This came home for me when I befriended SFSU’s first-year professor of German language and literature.

When I learned that the Jewish studies program would receive a copy of the Nuremberg Trials transcripts, I got on the phone to my German-speaking friend to ask him if he would survey the volumes with me.

Together, we struggled to unseal the boxes and remove the 40 books inside. He opened one of the transcript proceedings and in a powerful and chilling moment, recited testimony. Hearing those words, in perfect German, haunted me.

After he translated the passage into English, we began what has become an ongoing dialogue of our own. He shared his own struggle with Germany’s past and the ways he has tried to create reconciliation among his generation of Germans and Jews.

I observed that a mere 60 years after World War II, the two of us could sit together and study a document from the worst moment in our collective histories.

Stories such as these abound in the university. It is a place where countless interactions help people come to understand one another in profound, new ways.

During the years to come, there is sure to be more bigotry from ideologues intent on abusing the pluralist spirit of the university. But they should not enjoy the ability to define the university, its principles or the beliefs of those who teach and learn there.

Perhaps, in fewer than 60 years, a young Palestinian and Jewish scholar can sit and learn together, as well.


Marc Dollinger is acting director of Jewish studies and the Richard and Rhoda Goldman chair in Jewish studies and social responsibility at San Francisco State University.

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There’s No Alternative to Pursuing Peace

The bus bombing in Jerusalem demonstrates, as nothing else could, that there is no alternative to implementing President Bush’s “road map” in all its parts. That means that the Palestinian Authority has to live up to its commitment to shut down the terror groups once and for all, while the Israeli government has to implement a full and complete settlements freeze and allow Palestinians freedom of movement within their own areas.

Of course, following the act of mass murder on Aug. 20, it is hard to imagine that we can just go back to where we were a short time ago. And, in a critical sense, we shouldn’t.

The process that began at the Aqaba summit has simply not worked. Yes, there was relative calm in Israel. For the first time in almost three years, Israelis felt secure enough to dine in sidewalk cafes, enjoy vacations throughout the country and watch the shekel and commodities traded on the Tel Aviv Stock Exchange soar in value.

Palestinians saw some of the hated checkpoints dismantled, which meant somewhat increased ability to move freely in Gaza and Bethlehem. They also welcomed home some of the prisoners released by Israel.

But something fundamental was lacking: goodwill. As has often been said, peace is not merely the absence of war (although the absence of war is a good start). Peace entails the determination to break with the past and begin the process of reconciliation.

The Aqaba peace process was sorely lacking in that determination. Start with the United States, which remains essential in bringing Israelis and Palestinians together. Without Bush, there would have been no Aqaba process at all. The road map is his road map. It is, in fact, nothing more or less than a codified version of his June 24, 2002, speech.

Without Bush’s efforts, there is virtually no chance that Mahmoud Abbas would have become the Palestinian prime minister or that significant steps would have been taken to push Yasser Arafat aside and begin creating a semblance of Palestinian democracy.

But the United States has not done nearly enough to ensure that Israelis or Palestinians live up to the commitments they made at Aqaba. On one day it appeared that the United States would accept nothing less than Abbas’ dismantling of the terror groups; the next, signals were sent that perhaps dismantling was an unrealistic goal and that it was OK if Abbas simply used the powers of persuasion to make the killers stop.

The same on-and-off approach was applied to the Israelis. One day, the United States was insisting that Israel dismantle the hilltop outposts; the next day, we were closing our eyes as new outposts were put up and settlements were expanded.

The same applied to the security wall. First, the United States made clear that we would not permit the wall to heavily encroach on Palestinian areas well beyond the green line; then we just looked away.

Not surprisingly, Israelis and Palestinians took advantage of the United States’ vacillation to drag their feet about living up to their respective commitments. If the Palestinians did little or nothing — as the Israelis claim — to confront the terror groups, Israel did little or nothing — as the Palestinians claim — to take down the outposts, stop settlement expansion and eliminate the checkpoints that separate one Palestinian village or town from another.

Neither side demonstrated enough interest in satisfying the other’s basic needs: Israel’s need for security from terror and the Palestinian need to achieve freedom of movement. No, each side was playing solely to the U.S. audience. So long as Washington was appeased, Israelis and Palestinians kept doing what they were doing. Feeling little if any pressure, they simply bought time.

And time is what ran out Aug. 20.

Some people are already saying that the road map is dead and that it’s time to understand that peace is unattainable. They are wrong.

They are wrong, because the alternative to peace is an Israel that comes to accept living in constant fear, with a no-growth, no-tourist economy and a no-hope future. They are wrong, because for Palestinians the alternative to peace requires acceptance of a situation in which a 30-minute trip to the doctor’s office takes four hours, because of Israeli checkpoints, and where living conditions are as dire as in sub-Saharan Africa. Neither side will accept that.

But each side must understand that that is their fate if they allow a return to the status quo of 33 months ago.

The process must continue, but it is unrealistic to expect the Bush administration to do it alone, even if it had the inclination to do so. The two peoples have to decide that they want to achieve some form of reconciliation.

Maybe the word peace is too grand. And, after all, it wasn’t peace that was achieved during the past month — before Aug. 19 — but it was a start. It was a start that saved lives and created hope. It was something — just not enough.

Achieving more will require the Bush administration to continue doing what it started to do at Aqaba but to do it with considerably more vigor and consistency. But, even more, it requires the two sides to look into the abyss and understand that the name of the game is not pleasing the United States — it is rescuing their own futures.

Don’t do it for Bush. Do it so that your own kids — like those innocent children who died on that bus — can be free of those terrible nightmares that, all too often, do not disappear in the morning light.


M. J. Rosenberg, policy analysis director for the Israel Policy Forum, is a longtime congressional staffer and former editor of the American Israel Public Affairs Committee’s Near East Report.

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Right Place, Right Time

It was Sunday afternoon, July 6, 2003, and I was approaching the end of a successful three-week mission to Israel dedicated to responding to a new wave of missionary activity. In addition to lectures, news interviews and meetings with government officials, my colleagues and I distributed thousands of copies of a new Hebrew version of Jews for Judaism’s counter-missionary handbook “The Jewish Response To Missionaries.” That day I was traveling by car, with my wife, Dvora, and our son, from the northern town of Tsfat to Tel Aviv.

Around 4 p.m. we decided to take a rest stop. Just before the Zikhron Ya’akov interchange, we exited Highway 70 and pulled up to a small restaurant located about 50 feet from the highway. As we exited our vehicle we heard the sound of screeching tires and turned toward the highway to witness a horrific accident. A white taxi traveling at high speed ran straight into a pedestrian who was walking along the side of the highway. I saw and heard the impact, and watched as the pedestrian was thrown into the air and did a complete somersault over the car, landing on the pavement headfirst.

I’ve been police chaplain for more than 10 years with the Los Angeles County Sheriff’s Department, the Los Angeles Airport Police and the LAPD and have responded to numerous crisis situations. I’m also trained in first aid, CPR, crisis counseling and advanced critical incident stress management. Within seconds, my years of training kicked in and I helped take control of the situation.

People around me were staring in shock and disbelief. I yelled to them to call for help. My command shook them out their stupor and some immediately ran inside the restaurant and called for emergency services.

I turned my attention back to the highway and ran the 50 feet, jumped the guardrail and kneeled next to the victim. The 14-year-old girl was lying motionless on her side with blood pouring from the back of her head and mouth. I was joined by Danny Eitan, a retired paratrooper and officer of the Israeli army, who had been driving in the opposite direction when he witnessed the accident. Together, we checked for breathing and a pulse. Once we realized both breathing and circulation were absent, we started CPR. Danny opened the airway and handled the breathing and I started chest compressions.

Each time I finished the chest compressions I shouted “od paam” (“again”) to Danny, indicating that he should give her two breaths. This continued for about four repetitions until we revived her.

I did a physical assessment for additional body damage and did not notice any other major external bleeding. A doctor visiting the country arrived on scene. I then turned my attention to the victim’s three friends who were standing by the side of the highway, shaking uncontrollably and crying. I removed them from the accident scene and took them inside the restaurant, had them sit down, supplied them with cold water and offered words of hope. After finding out the victim’s first name, “Hadas,” I offered a brief prayer and left her friends under the supervision of my wife — a licensed therapist.

Since it was extremely warm outside, we wanted to shield the victim from the sun. I requested that some form of material be brought to the side of the victim and a makeshift canopy was erected out of a large cardboard box.

Returning to the victim’s side, I held her head in my hands to prevent further trauma. She kept trying to pull my hand away, but with the help of several individuals who held her arms I stabilized her head and neck. Using her first name we spoke reassuring words of encouragement until the ambulance arrived.

Hadas was taken to a hospital in Hadera where they treated her internal injuries. She was then transferred to a Tel Aviv trauma center for her head injuries. After four days of treatment, she was listed as “out of danger” and is expected to make a full recovery.

Thanks to my training I was able to react professionally, but it was more than training that saved her life.

After the ambulance took Hadas to the hospital, Danny turned to me and said, “I wasn’t supposed to be in this spot at this time.”

I told him that in a million years I wouldn’t have expected to be here either — the “shortcut” given to me that morning took me on nine different highways until I reached the accident site.

I shared with Danny – who is not religious – the words of the Baal Shem Tov,
concerning divine providence and how “the footsteps of men are established
by God.” As we embraced in the middle of the road, we cried knowing that God
had directed us to this spot to save a young life.

I helped Danny put on tefillin in the merit of Hadas’ complete and speedy recovery and we pledged a bond of brotherly friendship for the rest of our lives.

Divine providence put us in the right place at the right time. I thought I
was going to Israel to save Jewish souls, but little did I know that I was
sent to help save Hadas’ life.


Rabbi Ben-Tzion Kravitz is the founder of Jews for Judaism International. He can be reached at la@jewsforjudaism.org.

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Are You Ready?

There is a new High Holiday book on my shelf that I have been assiduously avoiding, if only because of the ominous title: "This Is Real and You You Are Completely Unprepared."

Rabbi Alan Lew’s book, subtitled, "The Days of Awe as a Journey of Transformation," reminds me that summer is ending, and the time has come to prepare for Rosh Hashanah, the Jewish New Year.

"A mindful awareness of our circumstances often makes things worse, not better," writes Lew, the spiritual leader of Congregation Beth Sholom in San Francisco and the founder and director of Makor Or, a meditation center connected to a synagogue.

"Suddenly aware of problems we never knew we had, we may genuinely feel that we are much worse off than we thought we were; we may feel a sense of urgency, even of desperation, about our plight."

The rabbi says that this is the "emotional basis" of Selichot, "the week of urgent, desperate prayer" which Sephardim begin reciting on the first day of Elul. (Other communities recite it a week before Rosh Hashanah.)

Elul, the last month of the Hebrew calendar, begins Thursday and Friday, Aug. 28-29, and with it, our preparations for the High Holidays. In Aramaic, Elul means to search; in Hebrew, it is said to be an acronym of Ani l’dodi v’dodi li, — "I am my Beloved’s and my Beloved is mine," — the Song of Songs verse referring to God and the Jewish people.

In Elul, most communities recite Psalm 27 "Of David":

"Of David; Hashem is my light and my salvation, whom shall I fear? Hashem is my life’s strength, who shall I dread? When evildoers approach me to devour my flesh, my tormentors and my foes against me — it is they who stumble and fall."

In Elul, most communities also begin to sound the Shofar (did you think it was only on Rosh Hashanah?): a wake-up call, so to speak.

For many of us, September — with shorter days, the start of the school year and the return to a more regimented schedule — signals a time for inner contemplation, for re-evaluation of our personal goals, accomplishments and the direction our lives are taking.

Whether or not you mark the beginning of Elul, you can’t avoid the fact that change is in the air — even here in Los Angeles, the city where the sun hardly sleeps.

No matter how you prepare for the High Holidays — whether you recite the traditional Selichot prayers, or whether you simply plan elaborate sweet meals to beckon in a sweet new year — these autumn holidays set us apart from the rest of the world. While they are only busy with back to school, we are also busy with the Days of Reckoning.

More than a personal time of reckoning, Elul, Rosh Hashanah, the Days of Awe and Yom Kippur, bring us together as a community, as a family and as a nation, to chart our course.

With the war in Iraq, a continuing intifada in Israel and anti-Semitism plaguing Europe, this year was a tumultuous one for the Jews and the world; although it was less so than the year prior, when Sept. 11 turned the world upside down.

Do you remember how different everything was in 2001?

And yet, 5764 does not seem so different from 5763: A shattered cease-fire (or is it back on again?), peace in the Middle East still but a dream, nothing seems to have changed, unless it is to have gotten worse.

But as we prepare for our own reckonings Psalm 27 reminds us to turn inwards, and place our faith above humans (even the Terminator).

"Though an army would besiege me, my heart would not fear; though war would arise against me, in this I trust. One thing I asked of Hashem, that shall I see: That I dwell in the house of Hashem all the days of my life; to behold the sweetness of Hashem and to contemplate in His Sanctuary."

According to Jewish tradition, now is the time that the events of the upcoming year will be decided. "Who will live and who will die?" we recite in the holiday prayer.

But instead of looking at it with trepidation and avoidance, Lew writes we should look at this time as one of opportunity.

"This moment is before us with its choices, and the consequences of our past choices are before us, as is the possibility of our transformation," writes Lew, who will be speaking next month at Sinai Temple.

"On Rosh Hashanah, the gates between heaven and Earth are opened, and things that were beyond us suddenly become possible. The deepest questions of our heart begin to find answers. Our deepest fear, that gaping emptiness up ahead of us and back behind us as well, suddenly becomes our ally. Heaven begins to help us."

Heaven help us all.

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Black (and Jewish) Is Beautiful

Rain Pryor solemnly chants the "Kol Nidre" as the spotlight reveals her silhouette — wearing a hilariously oversized Afro wig.

"What’s the big deal if I’m black and a Jew?" she says.

She answers the question in her irreverent solo show, "Fried Chicken & Latkas," which describes her tortuous journey toward self-acceptance. Pryor — the daughter of comedian Richard Pryor — virtuostically transforms into characters such as her great-grandmother, a brothel madam who taught her to tame her "in-between hair" and to cook fried chicken. Adopting a Brooklyn accent she becomes Bunny, her Jewish maternal grandmother, who taught her to speak Yiddish, light Shabbat candles, make brisket and, of course, latkes.

The singer-actress also morphs into the first-grade teacher who said she couldn’t play the lead in the school play because "there are no black Raggedy Anns."

"I cried for days after that," Pryor, 34, said in her Canon Theatre dressing room.

She’s had to deal with the same frustrations as an adult actress, which is one reason she’s developed "Fried Chicken." At a time when autobiographical monologues can launch actors to stardom (think John Leguizamo and "Sexaholic"), she’s hoping to showcase her unique talents and prove she’s capable of more than the TV roles for which she’s best known.

Her strategy seems to be working. Pryor — who played a junkie lesbian on Showtime’s "Rude Awakening" — moves "Chicken" to the Comedy Store next month.

"I’m hoping the show will help people see me for who I am," she said.

Her background is singular. Her mother, Shelley Bonus, was a go-go dancer and her father was a wild new comic when they met at Los Angeles’ Stardust club in 1965. Thereafter, the enthused Bonus donned a blonde Afro wig and turned her apartment into an "African Heritage Museum," according to her daughter. In the play, Bunny describes her shock upon entering the apartment and seeing "a black velvet Jesus nailed to the cross; I think I even saw his eyes glowing."

Pryor believes neither side of the family was initially thrilled when the couple married in 1968: "At the time, it was hard to explain an interracial marriage, let alone a biracial child," she said.

It didn’t help that, after separating from her husband in the late 1960s, Bonus moved her daughter to Beverly Hills for the superior school system.

"It was a predominantly Jewish neighborhood, yet crosses were burned on our lawn," Pryor said. "At school, children said, ‘You’re a n—-.’ But on my father’s side of the family, ‘n—-‘ was a term of endearment, so while I didn’t like the word, I was also called it when I visited my dad’s house."

While Pryor saw her father only sporadically when she was a child ("He was busy being a genius," she said), she was riveted by his revolutionary, expletive-filled act. "I’d share it in show and tell," she said. "The teacher would say, ‘What did you learn this weekend,’ and I’d say, ‘I learned to say m———-!’ and I’d get in so much trouble." Equally confusing was her stint at a Reform Hebrew school where classmates told her there were no such thing as black Jews.

"Because it was so hard for me to be accepted into Judaism, I pushed it away," she said.

Pryor took solace in her acting and dancing lessons.

"Performing allowed me to escape into someone else’s world," she said.

By age 18, she was playing tomboy T.J. in ABC’s "Head of the Class"; within a few years, her identity crisis had caused her to descend into alcoholism and a series of abusive relationships.

It wasn’t until the 1990s that she got sober, read a slew of self-help books, engaged a therapist and took a counseling job at Beit T’Shuvah, the program for recovering Jewish addicts.

"I have to credit [the program’s] Rabbi Mark Borovitz for allowing me to feel Jewish for the first time, and really opening up that world," she said. "I started to study the Tanach and to learn the songs of Debbie Friedman and Shlomo Carlebach. For a time, I thought I would become a cantor."

Instead, she began writing a series of autobiographical songs and sketches that became "Fried Chicken & Latkas."

While she was initially nervous about her family’s response, relatives on both sides said they loved the show. She’s performed parts of it for her father, who has battled multiple sclerosis since 1991 and is now completely paralyzed.

Grandma Bunny called the show "beautiful. I’ve seen Rain perform before, but this was like she came out of her shell and she was Rain, her own self."

Although Pryor culturally identifies as black and Jewish, Judaism is her religion. She has been married for a year to a Catholic man who hopes to convert and to raise their children Jewish. In the meantime, "Fried Chicken" has helped her integrate her diverse identities.

As she says at the end of the show: "I’ve come to love my family and my heritage."

"Fried Chicken" plays at the Canon Theatre Wednesdays, 8 p.m., through Sept. 17. For tickets, call (310) 859-2830.

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Author Infiltrates Islamic Terror Cells

"Terrorist Hunter: The Extraordinary Story of a Woman Who Went Undercover to Infiltrate the Radical Islamic Groups Operating in America" by Anonymous (Ecco, $25.95).

She’s had some frightening moments during the past several years. As an undercover investigator, Rita Katz attended pro-Palestinian rallies and fundraising events disguised as a Muslim woman in order to expose the links of American Islamic groups to foreign terrorist groups.

At one conference, the Potomac, Md., resident relates in her recently published book, "Terrorist Hunter," she was seated on the right side of the room — with the other women and children as is the custom at such events — when, suddenly, someone from the left side of the room screamed, "You are not a brother! Get out!"

"I hear raised voices again," Katz writes. "Someone shouts, ‘The insolence! Who do they think they are? The next one we find we’ll tear apart! No recording in this hall, everyone! We mean that!’ My heart is beating fast, and I am sweating. I pray to God that my perspiration won’t cause the $5,000 digital camcorder and back-up voice-recorder [that she is wearing under her clothes] to malfunction and that nothing will go wrong. Putting myself in danger is one thing, but risking my baby [she is pregnant] … there’s too much at stake. If I’m discovered, I’ll never be able to do this again."

"It was scary, especially in small meetings," Katz said in an interview. "I tried not to think about it.

"My husband used to tell me it’s good that I’m scared because that will make me more alert," she added.

One fear for Katz, who spent much of her childhood and years as a young adult living in Israel and often spoke a mixture of Hebrew and Arabic, was that she might blurt out some word in Hebrew.

She considered giving up this dangerous work.

"I wanted to be a normal woman," said the author, who is the mother of four children. "But I thought, ‘If I don’t do this, no one else will.’"

In May, Katz told her story on the CBS newsmagazine, "60 Minutes," but in disguise. She also wrote her book under the name "Anonymous" to protect herself and her family from retaliation from groups, whose hidden links to Al Qaeda, Hamas, Islamic Jihad and Hezbollah she has exposed.

However, last month, two of the groups she discussed in her book and on television — the Heritage Education Trust and the Safa Trust — sued her and revealed her name and the identity of The Search for International Terrorist Entities Institute (SITE) that she heads.

Because the lawsuit is pending, Katz is reluctant to talk about the case. But she does say "this attempt to silence her" will not prevent her from continuing her work.

Katz has good credentials to be hunting terrorist-connected Muslim groups. She was born in 1963 in southern Iraq’s Basra into a wealthy Jewish family. She remembers a happy childhood amid a small, but tight-knit Jewish community.

Her world fell apart when her father, who was in the import-export business, was accused of spying for Israel and arrested shortly after the Saddam Hussein’s Ba’ath Party seized power in 1968.

"I’ll never forget how he was taken away from us, that we wanted to kiss him, but [the authorities] didn’t permit that," she said.

The family, all of whose property was confiscated by the state, moved to Baghdad to be near her father. He was publicly hanged in 1969. Two years later, her mother, fearing for her life, organized an escape for the whole family through northern Iraq into Iran, then still ruled by the shah. From there, the family made its way to Israel, where Katz grew up.

After earning a degree in Middle Eastern studies from Tel Aviv University, Katz joined her mother in a business venture, manufacturing and selling clothes to the ultra-Orthodox.

Often, on business visits, she remembers changing her clothes in her car to garb more appropriate for the Orthodox community — a precursor to her future undercover work in the Muslim community in America.

Katz says she resisted coming to live in the United States because of her Zionist views ("I believed that Jews belong in Israel"), despite her physician husband’s opportunity to advance in his field by working here. But after Israeli Prime Minister Yitzhak Rabin was assassinated by an Israeli in 1995, she and her husband decided "to try a different life [in the United States]," she said.

She attempted to be a stay-at-home mom after her arrival, but soon became bored. So about five years ago, Katz answered an ad and was hired by a Middle Eastern research institute. (Because of her lawsuit, she doesn’t want to reveal the institute’s name.)

On her first day on the job — much of her work entailed "administrative stuff and copying," her new boss had told her — she started reading documents in English and Arabic about the Holy Land Foundation for Relief and Development (HLF).

"I saw differences in the translations," Katz recalled. "The Arabic list was longer, and I recognized that some organizations mentioned in Arabic and not in English were Hamas front organizations."

That realization propelled her to start doing research on that group, collecting Arabic documents and eventually going undercover.

Her work, through her SITE Institute, which is funded by various federal agencies and private groups needing to know about radical Muslim groups operating in the United States, has led to closures of organizations, deportations and ongoing investigations. She also has provided the media with information.

Two of her victories have involved the White House. In 2000, Katz learned through a HLF newsletter that the organization had been approved to receive federal aid.

"I freaked out," she said. A call to the White House put an end to a situation in which "the U.S. government could have been [indirectly] funding Hamas."

In another case, Abdurahman al-Amoudi, who was considered a moderate, had access to the Clinton White House.

The author recorded him at an event where he said he supported Hamas and Hezbollah. The tape she sent to the media ended his intimate relations with that administration, she said.

Despite being subjected to virulent anti-Semitic and anti-Israel propaganda in her undercover work, Katz said she believes that most Muslims living in America are moderate. A small group of people, however, funded by the Saudi Arabians and others, are trying to radicalize them, she said.

She is convinced that they will be stopped, and that the United States will eventually triumph over international terrorism. She said her book is a wake-up call for the American people.

"I wrote the book because Islamic fundamentalism doesn’t only exist in Pakistan and Afghanistan," she said. "It is here, and if we don’t understand it, we can’t fight it."

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