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September 18, 2013

Speech I Delivered At Sinai Temple For High Holy Days

Not too long ago, Rabbi David Wolpe, the head rabbi of Sinai Temple, came out stating that he would be willing to perform same-sex marriages at their conservative temple on Wilshire Boulevard.  There was a New York Times article published in July that was titled ““>Craig Taubman, a well-known Jewish musician and community organizer, who often helps Rabbi Wolpe lead Friday Night Live services at Sinai Temple, asked me if I would be willing to speak and share my experience as being a gay woman in the Jewish community.  I saw it as Rabbi Wolpe and Craig feeling that it would be good for someone from the LGBT community to bring their voice and a window into their humanity.  Although I knew it was a complete honor to be asked to speak on such a sensitive topic, I originally turned it down and said that I would find someone else to do it because I feared the backlash, and I’m also not 100% comfortable with being open about my sexuality.  Unfortunately (but fortunately) I couldn’t find anyone else to do it, and so I decided to step up to the challenge.  The services were led by Craig Taubman and Stockholm's Former Chief Rabbi, David Lazar.

I received wonderful feedback and feel very empowered by the experience.  

My speech

I stand before you as a woman about to begin graduate school to get a masters in social work.

I stand before you as a humanitarian who loves to help build bridges between different communities, and often blogs about it for the Jewish Journal.

I stand before you as the daughter and sister of an incredibly strong and loyal family.

I stand before you as a Jew, who grew up in a reform synagogue, and in the very sanctuary that my beloved grandfather was the architect for.  I had a bat mitzvah and the Torah portion Vayeshev, which is about Joseph being dehumanized by his family and sold into slavery.

I also stand before you as a gay woman.  But being gay is only one part of the many facets that make me Lia.

When I was 5 years old I came out to my mom.  I had told her that I had feelings for my pre-school teacher like a husband does for a wife.  My mom’s heart sank, not because she’s against being gay, but because she knew it would be a painful road.

My life has included a lot isolating, self-loathing, destructive behavior and pain.  But over time it has also included learning to embrace myself, having a sense of dignity and pride, and developing community. 

A great organization that has helped me is “>Bend the Arc: A Jewish partnership for Justice.  Although we immediately connected, and all the 15 fellows are absolute humanitarians, it still took me three months to gain the courage to come out to them.  It wasn’t because of anything that they did, but rather because of a fear that I’m just so used to.  Their response was beyond supportive.  I treasured this space, where I was loved, seen and heard.  I felt whole.

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Fox and the Comedy Hat Trick

There was a period from approximately 2009 through the end of 30 Rock's run last year when NBC was the undisputed queen of Thursday nights. Between Tina Fey's smart skewering of her own genre, Amy Poehler's hilarious turn as the too-perky, scarily driven Leslie Knope in Parks and Recreation and Dan Harmon's years at the helm of Community there was a solid ninety minutes of excellent, hilarious television on offer every week, and fans of smart, cerebral comedy rejoiced. Harmon's firing made Community unwatchable– he's obviously awful to work with and apparently deeply misogynist but there is no denying that the man is something of a genius at his work– and in January of this year 30 Rock aired its final episode. Now Harmon's back for Community's fifth season and Parks and Rec is losing a few of its beloved minor characters and in any event they're both old guard, established and critically beloved but unlikely to become the ratings juggernauts that execs are always on the hunt for.

So stepping up to take on that mantle is Fox's Tuesday lineup, another lady-heavy arrary of half-hour comedies. The fall season kicked off last night with the series premiere of Brooklyn Nine Nine starring Andy Samberg as a boyish cop who can't take anything seriously, and the pilot was as incredibly dumb as previews had suggested it might be. If the hour-long pilot tends to be bad the half hour is usually approximately this awful, full of broad strokes at establishing character and not much else, so I'll give it a few weeks to improve, but oh my god is it not looking promising. After that was the third season premiere of New Girl, one of my favorite shows currently airing– I could sometimes live without Zooey Deschanel's Jess Day but all three of the main male cast members are so, so perfect at what they do that it hardly matters. Now that Jess and Nick (Jake Johnson) are officially a couple their storyline floundered a little bit, but that was expected as far as I'm concerned– after a season's worth of will-they-won't-they it's always hard to figure out how to handle, okay, yeah, they totally will– and Schmidt (Max Greenfield) forcing Winston (Lamorne Morris) to be his best friend while Winston tried to solve jigsaw puzzles in his bathrobe was exactly the kind of all-in character-centric humor that New Girl excels at. I already wrote about the first episode of The Mindy Project's second season, which was available as a sneak peak on Hulu last week, Fox and the Comedy Hat Trick Read More »

Slowing Down for the Holidays

Yom Kippur last year was a mad rush. I went to services in the morning, dashed off to a retirement home to do a service for them, rushed over to the civic center to listen to a Q&A with Rabbi Doug Kahn of the JCRC followed by afternoon and concluding services, then to a restaurant for break-the-fast, only to collapse in bed at home before rising early to help build the synagogue's two sukkot at 6am.

It was too much to do, in too short a time. How is anyone supposed to engage in proper Yom Kippur reflection while rushing around like that? Part of it was caused by the fact that we have such a large congregation that we hold some concurrent services at the synagogue and the civic center, as well as some separate events at each location, but most of it was because of my own choices.

This year, it was different. I stayed at the synagogue all day. Yes, it meant I had to miss the healing service and the Q&A with Rabbi Kahn at the civic center, but it was well worth it.

After I helped to clean up the sanctuary following the morning service, I chatted with friends as families arrived for the children’s service. I sat in on the last part of the children’s service, and helped to clean up the sanctuary again.

Then, instead of rushing off for the healing service and the Q&A, I just sat outside the synagogue. I watched as the bustling crowds disbursed. I listened to a band practicing somewhere in the neighborhood. I eyed some almonds, presumably left by one of the kids attending the children’s service, abandoned on the bench nearby, and wondered how long it would take for the neighborhood birds to come eat them.

I chatted with the security guard, who’d gotten his job four months ago. He said, even though it was his birthday, this was his favorite assignment so far, because everyone here has been so friendly. He said at all his other assignments, people seem to be trying to avoid looking at him. In contrast, while guarding our synagogue, he experienced many people saying hello and thanking him for looking out for us.

I listened to the cars and the birds and the wind in the trees. Then, the musicians for the afternoon service started arriving, and I chatted with them, and other congregants as they arrived, until it was time to go back in for the service.

At the end of the service, we sang our way outside, where we did Havdalah and had the break-the-fast. I still waited for sundown before breaking my fast at a restaurant, and fell into bed exhausted afterward, but the next morning I didn’t have to arrive at the synagogue to start building the sukkot until 8am.

All in all, it was a much better way to spend Yom Kippur. It was much more restful, and allowed me the time I needed to slow down and to appreciate what was surrounding me. It was a beautiful island in time.

By the time you read this, my time of rest will be over. I will be, God willing, on my vacation, where I will be, appropriately, spending the holiday of Sukkot moving every two nights and sleeping in tents. As a result, I will not be posting anything next week, but I hope to report on my adventures the week after that.

May the new year bring you joy, rest, and peace.

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Boas and turtles and opossoms — OH MY!

Leslie Gordon has worn a sling holding a baby opossum round the clock, imitating how the marsupial’s mama would have carried the critter around in her pouch. She’s driven throughout the night to Arizona and back to transport a red harvester ant colony to Los Angeles, as the stinging insects are too delicate to ship by mail. And she’s even gotten up close and personal with a 9-foot-long Columbian red-tailed boa constrictor named Peace: “She’s the nicest, sweetest boa I’ve ever met,” said Gordon, who is program manager of the Natural History Museum of Los Angeles County’s vertebrate live-animal program. “She’s an old lady, so she’s had medical procedures. I’ve had to give her an enema, I’ve had to take blood out of her heart to get a sample, and she’s never struck or bitten.”

It’s all part of a day’s work for Gordon, who cares for, trains and creates educational programs around all the museum’s vertebrates — animals with backbones. Her charges include up to 30 species of reptiles, amphibians and small mammals, most of them native or invasive species in Southern California. Think Western skinks, Pacific tree frogs, Western spadefoot toads, California newts, a Southern Pacific rattlesnake, gopher snakes, red-eared slider turtles, rats, and a bullfrog that Gordon calls “an adorable terror” because her invasive species tends to gobble up every smaller indigenous creature that crosses its path.

Not to mention 5-month-old Avocado, so named because that was the size the opossum was when she arrived at the museum after being rescued from a dog mauling, from which Gordon and vets nursed her back to health. 

You can see many of Gordon’s charges in the museum’s new 6,000-square-foot interactive Nature Lab, which opened in June as part of a $135 million, multiyear redesign that doubled the museum’s program space and also includes a 3 1/2-acre outdoor Nature Gardens exhibition. Gordon was an instrumental part of the lab’s design team: “Basically, all the cages in the Nature Lab were created to my specifications,” the petite, 39-year-old said while breezing through the doors of the gleaming facility.  

She paused by an enclosure in which a 5-foot-long rattlesnake, rescued from a drug bust and named Obsidian because of his unusually dark coloring, was coiled in repose; his cage, she said, was created with a range of available temperatures, climbing perches and enough room for the serpent to unspool his scaly length.  

Nearby is the rat habitat, or “rattitat” as Gordon calls it: two Plexiglass towers connected by about 20 feet of clear tubing to imitate the kind of sewer dwellings the rodents might seek out in the urban wild. Inside are 14 female Norway rats whose twitching noses and whiskers seem to be protruding from every hiding spot. Here and there are special feeding devices — also designed by Gordon — sporting hidden treats the rats have to figure out how to release with their paws.

“Animals don’t generally thrive when their food is dumped in their bowl in front of them on a daily basis, so we’re stimulating them mentally by giving them something to work for,” Gordon explained. “Millions of years of evolution have essentially programmed them to solve problems, to find and seek out food. So we create enrichment toys. Our goal is to provide animals with the ability to exhibit species-specific behaviors and have as many of the comforts of their natural environment as we can possibly provide.”

Gordon is quick to respond to those who question whether it’s humane to keep animals in captivity: “I really do see these animals as ambassadors,” she said, adding that she’s thrilled if she can convince just one person to stop and look at a snake instead of reaching for a shovel. “[Further], life in the wild is brutal and painful. Animals live under constant stress looking for food and often with terrible diseases; hence everything that I bring in here from the wild is loaded with parasites. And I defy [critics] to find anyone who cares more about little creatures than I do,” she added.  

“We have incredible specimens and a new, accessible approach to the way we convey information in our exhibits,” said Dr. Jane Pisano, president and director of NHM. “But there's something magical that happens when our visitors interact with live animals and experience the presentations that Leslie makes possible. Those shows allow our science expertise to resonates in a fun, memorable way.”

During an interview in her office at the museum, Gordon was casually dressed in jeans, funky blue glasses and matching earrings, her voice quietly intense as she discussed her love for her charges. On her desk is a sketchpad in which she’s drawing new designs for enrichment devices. Nearby is the shell of a Matamata turtle, “a very delicate animal,” she said, that she cared for and nursed in his last days. “I’m always sad when any animal dies, even now that I’ve had hundreds of them in my life,” she said. “But you know that somewhere there’s another little life coming along that needs you.”

Gordon traces her passion for animals to her mother, who worked as a secretary at the family’s Reform synagogue in Chicago; mom was a consummate storyteller “who taught me to love the underdog in any situation,” she said. “And now that I’m grown, I take care of reptiles and amphibians, who are nature’s underdogs; they are hugely important in the ecosystem, and yet they can be reviled by humans.”

Gordon’s childhood Judaism also reinforced her love of the natural world. Her father taught Hebrew school and sang in the choir at the family’s temple, where Leslie attended synagogue every Friday night, became bat mitzvah and marveled at the number of prayers that described nature. One of the family’s favorite songs was “Eli, Eli,” which speaks of “the sand and the sea, the rush of the waters, the crash of the heavens,” she said. Gordon also recalls her wonder at looking at the stars from her temple’s sukkah.

Initially she hoped to become a professional artist — with animal themes figuring prominently in her work — and so she earned a bachelor of fine arts degree from Loyola University Chicago. When a Hillel leader suggested she take up theater design, Gordon learned welding and carpentry to help create the sets in her school’s drama department. It was a skill set that proved invaluable when she got her first animal-related gig building habitats at The Nature of Wildworks in Topanga Canyon in 1998.  

That led to a stint at the Los Angeles Zoo’s zookeeper training program the following year, when Gordon graduated with high commendation — and eventually to a job in the zoo’s behavioral enrichment department, where she designed toys for the elephants, among other creatures.

In 1999, Gordon also began working at the Natural History Museum, supervising what at the time was “just a little menagerie,” she said.  

Over the years, she increased the collection from about 15 species to its current population, all the while establishing a professional health care and husbandry regimen as well as selecting further species for the museum. Along the way, she created daily live animal presentations and the Critter Club for preschoolers as well as co-founding, with entomologist Brian Brown, a program now called Rascals, which encourages people to document species of reptiles and amphibians found in their neighborhoods. 

Gordon was also instrumental in picking additional species for the new Nature Lab, including the Mediterranean house gecko, a population of which was discovered by citizen scientists in Chatsworth. “These lizards like to hang out on your porch eating moths,” she said.

“I feel that I do God’s work here at the museum,” she added, while feeding Avocado a hibiscus blossom to help her learn that hands aren’t scary. “Just as my parents worked tirelessly for our temple … so do I for an institution I believe is teaching the moral principles of nature.”

For more information about the museum, visit this story at jewishjournal.com.

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Objects of Pity

The first time a total stranger handed me something “to give to your son” was at the Disney on Ice Show/Finding Nemo in 2004.  Our son, Danny, was around 10 years old, and although small for his age, he probably looked too old for the stroller he was using at the time due to his motor disabilities.

This ice show was one of the first live shows he had seen, and he was smiling at seeing all his favorite fish friends skating around the rink.  We had arranged for disabled seats, so he could stay in his stroller and have a great view of the action below. Right after the intermission, a middle-aged man wearing a well-worn Hawaiian shirt walked up to me and shoved the garish plastic clownfish wand at my hand, mumbling something about “your son” and quickly walked away before I could protest or even say thank you.

I didn’t know what to think. Did we look that poor? Was Danny looking off at another kid waving around the Nemo fish wand and that gentlemen had caught the eye glance? Then I realized it was given to us out of sympathy, wanting to do something, anything to make the moment better. I was too embarrassed to take it home, and left it behind in the arena.

Then, the older and taller Danny got, the more unwanted gifts came our way. Most often they were plush stuffed animals or candy, neither, which held any appeal to Danny. His big sister took the stuffed animals and I threw away most of the candy. Sometimes people gave us storybooks, which we kept around.

After a while, I came to call this the “Tiny Tim” syndrome from the Charles Dickens story and laughed it off.

On our way to tashlich at the Santa Monica beach a few weeks ago, we were slowly walking Danny out onto the sand, when a stranger shoved a glittery, girl’s T-shirt with a Harley-Davidson decal on it. We tried to say no thanks, but the woman was insistent. So we took and added it to the discard pile at home.

For all those anonymous strangers out there who are moved to hand us a toy or other item, please keep objects of pity to yourself and instead, just give us a smile.

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September 18, 2013

The US

Headline: Obama says he wants to test Iran president's interest in dialogue

To Read: According to Jonah Golberg, Assad's Chemical attack succeeded in making the US forget about its original goal in Syria, ousting the Syrian President-

That goal is now dead. The Russian deal Obama just agreed to amounts to a huge boon to Assad in that it brings him into the so-called international community America has spent the last two years trying to kick him out of. This “represents an astonishing victory for the Assad regime,” writes Bloomberg's Jeffrey Goldberg (no relation). So long as Assad only massacres his own people — including children — with old-fashioned weapons, he's immune to international force. Worse, Assad is now our partner because getting his WMD is now more important than getting rid of him. We've gone from siding with the rebels to acting like a boxing ref with no investment in who wins so long as neither side strikes any low blows.

Quote: “What that does I think is change the international dynamic. I think it changes international opinion on this issue”, President Obama talking about the UN report on Syria.

Number: 26, the Executive Office for U.S. Attorney overstated the number of terrorism-related defendants who had been found guilty in fiscal 2010 by 26 percent, according to a federal audit.

 

Israel

Headline: PA says Israel agreed to release another 250 prisoners

To Read: Emanuel Shahaf doesn't like PM Netanyahu and Defense Minister Yaalon's statements about how Israel 'can only rely on itself'-

To warn both of hubris, or, as one could call it in our age and environment, the arrogance of power and at the same time advise to rely on ourselves for Israel’s security, strikes me as a massive contradiction in terms. Being expressed by the two individuals who more than anybody else bear direct responsibility for the security of the State of Israel is certainly worrisome.

Quote: “Because he hit the rock he was not allowed into the land. What is the logic behind that, it seems unjust?”, PM Netanyahu studying Torah with Israel's two chief rabbis on a regular Tuesday afternoon.

Number: 5%, the growth rate of Israel's settler population (three times higher than the general population).

 

The Middle East

Headline: Syrian regime gives Russia ‘new evidence’ on chemical attack

To Read: Putin biographer Masha Gessen doesn't believe that the Russian President has honorable intentions in Syria-

 Here is what he is really promising: protracted and difficult negotiations on the Syrian project, from which the United States will emerge battered and humiliated, with a compromise plan that lacks a convincing enforcement mechanism. A frustrating, expensive and possibly dangerous attempt to put the plan in place will follow. The civil war in Syria will continue to rage, claiming more lives and robbing the Syrian people of hope with every passing day. Ultimately, the United States and its good-faith partners will have to admit the chemical-disarmament project has failed, as Syria lies in ruins — still ruled by Assad.

Once defeat is acknowledged, Putin will take himself out of the Syrian picture, using the alibi he has already put forward: It wasn’t Assad who used the chemical weapons in the first place, he will say.

He will not mention that he sees nothing wrong with using weapons of mass destruction to fight the opposition: that will go without saying.

Quote: “The resolution of the Security Council will not contain any reference to Chapter VII”, Russian FM Sergei Lavrov rejecting a resolution under the chapter of the UN charter that allows the use of force.

Number: 20, the percent of American divorces caused by Facebook, according to Iranian Judge Abdolsamad Khoramabadi.

 

The Jewish World

Headline: Joe Biden to address J Street conference

To Read: Former Chief Rabbi of the UK Jeffrey Sacks writes about the relevance of Sukkot to our time-

The twenty-first century will one day be seen by historians as the Age of Insecurity. We, as Jews, are the world’s experts in insecurity, having lived with it for millennia. And the supreme response to insecurity is Sukkot, when we leave behind the safety of our houses and sit in sukkot mammash, in huts exposed to the elements. To be able to do so and still say, this is zeman simchatenu, our festival of joy, is the supreme achievement of faith, the ultimate antidote to fear.

Faith is the ability to rejoice in the midst of instability and change, travelling through the wilderness of time toward an unknown destination. Faith is not fear. Faith is not hate. Faith is not violence. These are vital truths, never more needed than now.

Quote: “Throughout the Rav’s 86 years, he created a path for millions to learn and live Kabbalah. The Rav has left us with incredible knowledge through thousands of hours of teaching, examples of courage we will never forget, and the comfort of a Kabbalah Centre we can all call home”, the LA Kabbalah Center's announcement of the death of celebrity Rabbi Phillip Berg.

Number: $3m, the cost of a new Messianic Jewish center in Brooklyn which will try to target members of the religious community.

 

*There will be no H&R for the following 8 days due to our Sukkot-Simchat Torah break.

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Here She Comes, Miss America

Just when you think that the United States is evolving into a kinder, gentler, post-racial nation (you do think that sometimes, don’t you?), something comes along and kind of knocks the air out of you.

I am referring to the recent bigoted attacks on the new Miss America, Nina Davuluri, a 24 year old aspiring physician of Indian heritage. In the competition, Nina Davuluri performed a Bollywood dance, bringing her Indian heritage front and center into the American public eye.

It’s truly amazing, and frightening – people making hateful remarks (which I will not repeat here), attacking the appropriateness of an Indian-American becoming Miss America. Some even linked her victory to terrorism and 9/11.  Because, well, you know, they’re not really American, are they?

We are free to debate the contemporary relevance and appropriateness of the whole Miss America thing. It feels like a throwback to another time. (By the way, Bert Parks was Jewish).  But, having said that, let’s celebrate the racial diversity that has marked the Miss America pageant in recent years. There have been seven black Miss Americas, starting with Vanessa Williams 30 years ago. A Hawaii-born Filipina won in 2001.

To coin a phrase, this is another “small step” for the Indian-American community, who are already supplying far more than their fair share of scientists and high achievers, including politicians (think governors Nikki Haley and Bobby Jindhal, to name just a few) and actors (Dev Patel and Mindy Kaling, to name just a few). This is a community that might look different from us, but whose experience in climbing up the American ladder of meritocracy feels very similar to ours.  In fact, in many school districts, the whispered ”secret” (because it is hardly a secret) is that “Indian kids are the new Jews,”  occupying the upper rungs of the academic  ladder in those places where Jewish students used to be. 

So, maybe we should call Nina Davuluri the Indian-American Bess Myerson?

Now, there’s a name from the past. Many people will remember Bess Myerson, now close to ninety years old, as being New York City’s first Commissioner of Consumer Affairs, and then later serving as Commissioner of Cultural Affairs under Mayor Ed Koch, who was her frequent public  companion. Factoid: she was the first to introduce freshness dating on food, which became the standard practice all over the country.

True enough. But Bess Myerson was also, and most famously, the first (and so far, only) Jewish Miss America.

It was almost exactly sixty-eight years ago – on September 2, 1945, to be exact. The amazing thing is that Bess Myerson was not an assimilated Jewish woman. She had been advised to change her name to something “less Jewish.” She refused. Bert Parks (“Here she comes, Miss America….) however, was born Bertram Jacobson. Name changing was big in those days.

Not Bess Myerson. She knew her roots. She came from the Bronx. She was from a working-class sociaiist family who spoke Yiddish at home. They lived in the Sholom Aleichem Cooperative Houses – inhabited by radical Jewish families.

Bess Myerson had been studying music. Her father was a painter and could not afford a piano. One of her sisters convinced her to enter the competition in the hopes of her winning enough to purchase one.

Why was this such a big deal for American Jews (and not just for American Jews; there was rejoicing in the refugee camps of Europe as well)?

Bess Myerson’s victory came only four months after the defeat of Nazi Germany. Over there, Jews had died, and were continuing to die in displaced persons camps.

Here, we were not displaced. This was our place.

Bess Myerson’s victory symbolized that the Jews had arrived. Her victory symbolized that America was starting the process of widening its gaze beyond the WASP ideal of beauty.

Incredible: a Jew had been named the most beautiful woman in America — at a time when her European Jewish counterparts were emaciated and in rags.

And, to be sure, even after she won the title, there were barriers. “I didn't pose with Ford cars or in Catalina bathing suits,” she reminisced. Those companies didn't want a Jew representing them. Not American enough, apparently.

Back to Ms. Davuluri. Her winning the Miss America title symbolizes the further expansion of the American beauty ideal. It turns out that she, and various other Misses America, are the true rainbow coalition. 

But more than that. The pushback against her victory, and the ugly remarks that accompanied it, reveal the dark underbelly of American identity politics. Put simply: there are a lot of people out there who simply aren’t interested in expanding the canon of what it means to be a “real” American. Racial profiling, the immigration debate, surveillance of American Muslims, the birther controversy – it is all part of the same malignant stew.

And it has been used against the Jews. And in Europe, it still is.

Hebrew buffs, take note: The Hebrew word for India, Hodu, is the same as the word for turkey (!) – and for “giving thanks.”

Let’s “give thanks” that America has changed.

Even if a bunch of hate-filled turkeys don’t quite get it.

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Rosner’s Torah-Talk: Sukkot with Rabbi Naftali Rothenberg

Our special guest this week is Rabbi Professor Naftali Rothenberg, senior research fellow at the Van Leer Jerusalem Institute, where he is Jewish Culture and Identity Chair and editor of 'Identities', a Journal for Jewish Culture & Identity. He also serves as the Rabbi and spiritual leader of Har Adar, a Jerusalem suburb town, where he resides with his family. Rabbi Rothenberg has published numerous articles and 12 books, and he is the 2011 laureate of the Liebhaber Prize for the encouragement of religious tolerance in Israel.

This Sukkot edition of Torah-Talk discusses the inclusive and universal aspects of this special holiday. 

 

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Jeff Daniels and ‘Newsroom’ narcissism: A recipe for romance

Charles Dickens once said — and I imagine he was speaking of himself when he surmised that — “the life of any man possessing great talent would be a sad book unto himself.” 

Dickens meant the same thing writer Thomas Mann meant when he wrote in “Tonio Kroger” that the talented can often be “artistic and charming without the smallest notion of the fact that good work only comes out under pressure of a bad life,” and “that he who lives does not work,” because “one must die to life in order to be utterly a creator.”

An eloquent and modern embodiment of this artiste comes to us from writer Aaron Sorkin in the form of his tragic-hero protagonist Will McAvoy (played by the Emmy-nominated Jeff Daniels) on HBO’s “The Newsroom.”

When we first meet McAvoy in the pilot episode of Season One, he is, in short, a mess. During a public appearance on a discussion panel at a university, he is barely awake, wanly answering questions about American politics as if someone had asked him his favorite color. The panel moderator even likens him to Jay Leno, who is “popular because [he] doesn’t bother anyone.”

McAvoy is in too much of a daze to care. His world is a whirl, with surrounding voices echoing and fading into the background as he begins to hallucinate — or so he thinks. Sorkin sets us up with a character at a crossroads: McAvoy is so overcome by boredom, listlessness and longing that he snaps at serious questions and insults an earnest inquirer as a “sorority girl.”

Then the symbolic shofar is blown. Well, really, she is seen: McAvoy’s former flame MacKenzie McHale (Emily Mortimer) suddenly appears like an apparition among the audience and rouses him from his slothful slumber.

“Can you say in one sentence or less why America is the greatest country in the world?” sorority girl asks the panel.

In a fog of faces, McAvoy can make out only one – MacKenzie’s – but is it really her? He can barely see straight and her face in the crowd keeps changing. 

At first, McAvoy responds curtly to the question, merely repeating what the two other panelists said. But the moderator won’t allow it.

“I want a human moment from you,” he tells McAvoy, a serious demand of a Dickensian artist.

It isn’t the moderator, but MacKenzie’s prompting – her mysterious visage is holding up written signs meant for McAvoy – that finally compels McAvoy to launch into a passionate diatribe on the failures and feats of American democracy. The speech is the beginning of a new trajectory for McAvoy, in which he is driven by his anger and aloneness into the pursuit of reporting real news – the old fashioned way, which is to say, the right way. The next two seasons follow McAvoy as he learns to channel his insecurities and liabilities into a formula for success, becoming a public icon even while living in private isolato. 

The talented man becomes a sad book to himself. The deeper he delves into his professional mission, the more he deviates from the yearnings of his heart and the woman he loves.

In an after-the-episode commentary for HBO subscribers, Sorkin summed up McAvoy’s conflict this way:

“There is hardly an episode where Will isn’t having a crisis of confidence. He’s torn by two forces: doing what he knows is right, or at least what he thinks is right, and wanting to be well-liked by complete strangers who he’ll never meet. That’s how he feels love.”

Sorkin’s assessment refers to a specific episode in Season Two in which McAvoy is dating the gossip columnist Nina Howard (Hope Davis), who encourages him to boost his approval ratings by appearing – horror of horrors – on the light-weight, lowbrow morning show. McAvoy consents and then hates himself; that kind of work is beneath him.

Sorkin explained, “Will didn’t need to start being loved by the audience until he and MacKenzie split up. Ironically, this problem made him very successful.” Here, Sorkin knowingly adds, “it’s almost a zero-sum equation that MacKenzie’s absence in his life equals a need for Will to be loved by these strangers.”

Therein is the ultimate predicament of the Dickensian artist: he must deny himself his full humanity – his ability to relate and draw close to others – in order to sustain his creative lust.

But where Sorkin breaks script with the Dickenses and Manns of the world is when, at the end of Season Two, he reunites his star-crossed lovers in a lavish final scene one Daily Beast critic derided as ridiculous romantic comedy – which only proves how poorly this critic understood it.

Ever the idealist, Sorkin, who probably knows well Dickens’s depressing dictum is offering us something hard to believe, yes, but even harder to achieve: character change. McAvoy, the brilliant thinker, speaker and news anchor has finally realized what’s been motivating him all along: love. Why should he stop at success if he can grow his soul?

Both McAvoy and Sorkin are smart enough to know that there’s no better way to nurture one’s narcissism than by elevating one’s character –even more.

How McAvoy will sustain his ambition with his longing slaked is up to Sorkin to figure out. But I’m hardly worried; anyone who’s ever been in love knows that once you’re inside a committed relationship, the real romantic drama begins.

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Dragonfly Green Tea [Recipe]

This is my morning crack. I decided to eliminate coffee once and for all when I realized that it actually didn’t wake me up. In fact, if I ended up drinking too much in the morning I would find myself lightheaded and needing to go right back to bed. 

Now that said, most of you would never forgo your morning cup of joe. I’ve debated making this spiel about the benefits of ridding coffee from your morning routine as it’s an expensive addiction nowadays, but the fact is I do not have it in me to fight that battle. Be a coffee addict; it won’t kill you. (Although the pesticides coffee is grown with, the acidic stomach it creates and all the sh*# you put in it might do so.) I, however, am not about to take on the world’s largest addiction, not with my little tirade, not with my simple spiel. I know better than to take on addicts. Roberto and Lisa – thanks for the lesson!

Plus I must admit: I love a good strong cup of black coffee. 

Dragonfly Green Tea, however, will make you happy. Don’t tell me coffee makes you happy. Go to any hipster neighborhood where they drink coffee all day long. Hooded sweatshirts covering sunken eyes. Miserable-looking might be the new cool, but it is not the new happy. 

Green tea has been shown to release neurotransmitters like dopamine and serotonin. With a double dose of green tea from the matcha powder and the tea bag, don’t be surprised if you immediately feel better, calmer and more alert after just a few sips. The toasted rice in the genmaicha along with the raw honey takes it right over the edge of hot beverage ecstasy.  

Prepare for another addiction. 

Ingredients:

  • ¼ – ½ teaspoon Matcha Green Tea Powder* (available in my “>matchasource.com**)
  • 1 Green GenMaicha tea bag (“>raw honey*
  • hot water
  • Liquid Stevia drops (optional)

*“>www.matchasource.com) was founded by my friend and entrepreneurial mentor Alissa White and delivers top quality matcha to your doorstep. Also makes wonderful gifts. Use coupon code “HEALTHYCHA” for 10% off first orders.

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