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June 17, 2015

Torn between two loves: A review of Michael Oren’s new book

A plate of cheese and crackers served to hungry Israeli officials at the White House is one of the many images that lingered after I read Michael Oren’s riveting new book, “Ally: My Journey Across the American-Israeli Divide.” The book is an insider account of Oren’s tenure as the Israeli ambassador to the United States during an especially stormy time from 2009 to 2013. Those storms are sure to get most of the attention, but it would be a mistake to overlook the first part of the book, a condensed autobiography that plants the seeds for a crucial theme that hovers above the entire book.

That theme is dual loyalty.

In modern parlance, “dual loyalty” is usually used as a pejorative, an accusation that an American Jew may feel more loyalty to Israel than to the United States.

The astonishing thing about Oren’s book is that he has, to a certain extent, redeemed the term. The “dual loyalty” the reader feels in “Ally” is not tinged by the poison of betrayal. Rather, it is imbued with a sense of generosity, a sense that an American with an Israeli passport can genuinely love both countries deeply, even when those countries quarrel. 

Loyalty is a charged term, because it implies one must choose, and Oren certainly “chooses” Israel the minute he gives up his U.S. passport, as is required by law to become a foreign envoy. But it is a wrenching moment for him, as he believes in that U.S. passport — “in the history it symbolized, the values it proclaimed.”

Oren is aware of the nation’s darker legacies, but that does not make him less sentimental about America: “My eyes still misted during the national anthem, brightened at the sight of Manhattan’s skyline, and marveled at the Rockies from thirty-five thousand feet.”

His love for America is filled with gratitude. “From the time that all four of my grandparents arrived on Ellis Island, through the Great Depression, in which they raised my parents, and the farm-bound community in which I grew up, America held out the chance to excel. True, prejudice was prevalent, but so, too, was our ability to fight it. Unreservedly, I referred to Americans as ‘we.’ ”

Oren’s gratitude is deepened by his own personal struggles: “Overweight and so pigeon-toed that I had to wear an excruciating leg brace at night, I was hopeless at sports. And severe learning disabilities consigned me to the ‘dumb’ classes at school, where I failed to grasp elementary math and learn to write legibly.”

Driven to succeed, Oren fought to overcome these obstacles, forging himself into an athlete, teaching himself grammar and spelling, learning to write poetry and eventually attending Ivy League schools. “All the hallmarks of an American success became mine,” he acknowledges, “thanks in part to uniquely American opportunities.”

His love for Israel sprouted as his success in America grew. As early as age 12, he had a keen sense of history, “an awareness that I was not just a lone Jew living in late 1960s America, but part of a global Jewish collective stretching back millennia.”

If America made him strong, the thought of Israel made him stronger. When he made aliyah in 1979, Oren drew upon the inner fortitude he had developed in America to overcome the enormous physical challenge of becoming a paratrooper in the Israeli military. 

There was no contradiction between his two loves. In meetings of the Zionist youth movement, he often heard the famous words of Louis Brandeis, the first Jewish U.S. Supreme Court Justice: “Every American Jew who supported Zionism was a better American for doing so.”

The United States and Israel, Oren came to appreciate, “were both democracies, both freedom-loving, and similarly determined to defend their independence. One could be — in fact, should be — a Zionist as well as a patriotic American, because the two countries stood for identical ideals.”

As an author, professor and historian living in Israel, Oren could indulge in the idealized marriage of Zionism and America that so nourished his childhood. The relationship between the two countries was so organic that he never felt he had to choose — choosing one meant choosing both.

That luxury was gone when he became ambassador.

This is the real drama of Oren’s book: watching him navigate the innumerable conflicts between the country he loves and represents and the country he loves but cannot represent. At the outset, Oren acknowledges that “the two countries had changed markedly and were in danger of drifting apart,” but he believed he could “help prevent that by representing Jerusalem to Washington as well as Israel to the United States.”

It’s hard to imagine anyone better prepared for the task.

From the minute he put on his “armor,” the crises came and never let up, from the unyielding Israeli-Palestinian conflict to the existential threat of a nuclear Iran. Inevitably, the character that looms largest in the whole drama is President Barack Obama.

The book gives us a blow-by-blow of a turbulent relationship between friends, with Oren at the heart of the drama. A big part of the book’s appeal is in its narrative texture — the late-night phone calls, the emergency meetings, the interrupted family trips, the tense summons at the State Department or White House, the strategy sessions at the embassy, and so on. It is Oren's sharp storytelling mixed with his candid and insightful commentary that makes the book riveting.

While always respectful when speaking about Obama, Oren is also too honest and too knowledgeable to let the president off the hook whenever he thinks he is mistaken, which is often. The tension builds when these mistakes are seen as hurting the country Oren is sworn to protect. Oren is relentless and crafty in making Israel’s case, but he’s up against an indomitable force: The most powerful man in the world has decided to put distance, or “daylight,” between America and Israel.

Oren’s problem is not with America, but with Obama — and he proceeds to show us how Obama’s distancing policy has come to hurt Israel.

Oren recounts, for example, the infamous “daylight meeting” with Jewish leaders at the White House, when Obama disagreed with Malcolm Hoenlein’s contention that “Israelis took risks only when they were convinced that the United States stood with them.” 

Oren explains how Obama “recalled the eight years when Bush backed Israel unequivocally but never produced peace,” and then he delivers the president’s knockout punch: “When there is no daylight, Israel just sits on the sidelines and that erodes our credibility with the Arabs.”

This view has always appeared reasonable to a large segment of American Jews, especially those who favor Obama and disliked Bush. But Oren punches back.

First, he corrects Obama’s assertion that Israel just sits on the sidelines when there’s no daylight: “Bush’s support for Israel had, in fact, emboldened [Ehud] Olmert to propose establishing a Palestinian state — an offer ignored by Mahmoud Abbas.”

Then, he delivers a knockout punch of his own. He’s grateful for Obama’s commitment to Israel’s security, but in the Middle East, Oren writes, security is largely a product of impressions. Seen in that context, Obama’s approach of “no daylight on security but daylight on diplomacy” leaves Israel vulnerable and reduces its power of deterrence. “A friend who stands by his friends on some issues but not others is, in Middle Eastern eyes, not really a friend. In a region famous for its unforgiving sun, any daylight is searing.”

The daylight was certainly blinding on the issue of the Israeli-Palestinian conflict. Emboldened by his soaring popularity at the beginning of his first term, Obama laid down the law and set up conditions to peace talks that even the Palestinians had never insisted upon: a complete freeze of all Jewish construction in the West Bank, including even Jewish neighborhoods of East Jerusalem and all natural growth, something no Israeli leader could accept.

Oren is relentless and crafty in making Israel’s case, but he’s up against an indomitable force: The most powerful man in the world has decided to put “daylight” between America and Israel.

That draconian demand essentially paralyzed the peace process and set the Obama-Netanyahu relationship on a collision course from which it never recovered. Oh, sure, there were the occasional charm offensives and make-up sessions, but they were mostly a front. As Oren’s narrative makes clear, Obama and Benjamin Netanyahu were fundamentally at odds over how to approach the Palestinian conflict.

This section is perhaps the least interesting in the book, if for no other reason than the politics feel like Groundhog Day and are entirely predictable. The minute Obama decided to pressure only Israel, the die was cast. Abbas and his cohorts could continue naming stadiums after terrorists, cleaning Israel’s clock in international forums, and sitting back and enjoying the show of two historic allies going at it.

Things got so tenuous that when Abbas called Obama’s bluff and sought a Security Council condemnation of Israeli settlements, Obama, desperate not to exercise his veto power, offered to endorse the Palestinian position on the 1967 lines, altering more than 40 years of American policy. The book’s revelation of this sneaky maneuver is getting a lot of media attention, but everyone seems to be missing an essential fact: Abbas still said no.

A vexing low point in the ongoing saga with Obama is the night Israeli officials were left alone and hungry at the White House while Obama and Netanyahu were off in a private meeting. No food was served until someone asked, and then a White House employee brought a plate of cheese and crackers, which Israeli Defense Minister Ehud Barak proceeded to devour.

I’m not quite sure why something so small and silly made an impression on me – maybe there's something about Jews and food – but Oren brought it up and it stuck.

In any event, all the battling and squabbling between Obama and Netanyahu were small potatoes compared to their division on the existential issue of Iran's nuclear program. “Rarely in modern history have nations faced genuine existential threats,” Oren writes, quoting a piece he wrote in Commentary. “Israel uniquely confronted many potential cataclysms on a daily basis. Three of them, alone, were posed by Iran’s nuclear program.”

First, he writes, there is Iran’s attempt to produce a bomb that it could place atop one of the many missiles it already possesses and which could hit any city in Israel. Second, there is Iran’s status as the world’s largest sponsor of terrorism — meaning that if Iran got the bomb, so would the terrorists. And, last, once Iran acquired nuclear capabilities, Turkey, Egypt and Saudi Arabia would obtain them as well, locking Israel into a fatally unstable neighborhood.

Oren is at his best dissecting the disagreement over Iran, candidly cutting through the public front extolling the common U.S. and Israeli goals of preventing a nuclear Iran. “Behind this outward confluence of policies,” he writes, “yawned several chasms.”

The first chasm is structural: “America, a very large and supremely armed country located far from the Middle East and not threatened by national annihilation by Iran, could afford to take chances on the nuclear issue that tiny and less-powerful Israel, situated in Iran’s backyard and slated by its rulers for destruction, could not.”

The second is conceptual: “While Netanyahu doubted that Iran would concede its nuclear program without first enduring crippling sanctions and confronting a serious military threat, Obama remained committed to the principle of engagement, in the hope that Iran could one day ‘rejoin the community of nations.’ ”

But nothing separated Washington and Jerusalem more than the possibility of military action. In one of the juicier reveals in the book, Oren quotes Barak telling his American counterparts: “One night of strategic bombing will restore all your lost prestige in the Middle East. The Iranian nightmare is a full-blown American attack.” The American response was silence.

If the Palestinian issue had a farcical and cynical sheen, the Iranian issue had a tragic one that tested Oren unlike any other: “It wedged me between a prime minister who believed it his historic duty to defend Israel against an imminent mortal threat and a president who saw that same danger as less lethal, less pressing, and still addressable through diplomacy.”

Oren diligently chronicles the tortured, interminable dance between Obama and Netanyahu on the Iranian issue, one that still awaits a final act. But there is also a fascinating dance between Oren and his boss, Netanyahu, flowing through the book. 

“Ever mindful of the opportunity he gave me to achieve a lifelong dream,” Oren writes, “I liked Netanyahu, but I never became his friend. Rendered suspicious by years of political treacheries, he appeared not to cultivate or even need friendships. … And yet, I still empathized with his loneliness, a leader of a country that had little respect for rank and often less for those who wore it … [who] presided over unremitting crises, domestic and foreign, that would break most normal men.”

Oren says he gave his boss loyalty and honesty, including “advice he did not always relish hearing.” Oren’s approach, which was more conciliatory, especially toward Washington, “ran counter to Netanyahu’s personality — part commando, part politico, and thoroughly predatory.”

In one of the most telling passages of the book, Oren writes about a “most difficult” truth he could never bring himself to tell his boss: “He had much in common with Obama. Both men were left-handed, both believed in the power of oratory and that they were the smartest men in the room. Both were loners, adverse to hasty decision making and susceptible to a strong woman’s advice. And both saw themselves in transformative historical roles.”

It’s a mark of Oren’s affinity for both countries that he’s able to see the similarities in the quarreling leaders. One way of looking at Oren’s journey across the American-Israeli divide is that he did all he could to stop two great allies from drifting apart. “Preserving the alliance remained my paramount priority,” he writes.

Oren is sharply critical of some Jewish journalists in America, many of whom he feels hold Israel to a double standard and overdose on criticism of the Jewish state. Maybe that’s why  he published regularly during his tenure, including an unapologetic article in Foreign Policy magazine, titled “The Ultimate Ally.” This is it how it opens:

“What is the definition of an American ally? On an ideological level, an ally is a country that shares America’s values, reflects its founding spirit, and resonates with its people’s beliefs. Tactically, an ally stands with the United States through multiple conflicts and promotes its global vision. From its location at one strategic crossroads, an ally enhances American intelligence and defense capabilities, and provides ports and training for U.S. forces. Its army is formidable and unequivocally loyal to its democratic government. An ally helps secure America’s borders and assists in saving American lives on and off the battlefield. And an ally stimulates the U.S. economy through trade, technological innovation, and job creation.

“Few countries fit this description, but Israel is certainly one of them.”

This may help to explain how Oren was able to navigate the sharp conflicts between the two countries he so loves — he didn’t see the relationship as a one-way street. He saw America’s value to Israel, yes, but he also saw Israel’s value to America.

As a historian, too, Oren understands that leaders come and go; that no leader, however powerful, is bigger than a country or its ideals.  Leaders may damage relationships and interests, but they don’t damage values. Oren was deeply loyal to his beloved Israel, but he was also deeply loyal to the enduring values of his beloved America. 

That is how he gave dual loyalty a good name.


Michael Oren’s “Ally: My Journey Across the American-Israeli Divide” will be released by Random House on June 23. David Suissa will interview Oren onstage at the Museum of Tolerance on July 1 at 7 p.m. Free. Museumoftolerance.com. Oren will also speak at the Richard Nixon Foundation in Yorba Linda on July 2 at 7 p.m. nixonfoundation.org.

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Obituaries: Week of June 19th

Mashala Amona died May 9 at 82. Survived by wife Pourandokht Afra; daughters Sharouna Babadjouni, Rozita Kohanoff, Deborah; 6 grandchildren; brothers Asher Ram, Parviz, Khosraow, Sion, Jalal; sisters Maryam Eliav, Behjat Javaheri, Farangis Perez, Pari Emrani Amona; 19 nieces and nephews. Chevra Kadisha

Rose Ann Berger died May 25 at 99. Survived by son Michael (Andrea); daughter Phyllis Sandler; 2 grandchildren; nieces and nephews. Groman Eden

Pearl Booth died May 18 at 92. Survived by daughter Gohan Karapetyan; 1 granddaughter. Mount Sinai

Sadie Borgen died May 21 at 98. Survived by daughter Eileen (David) Sachs; son Arnold (Avra); 7 grandchildren; 7 great-grandchildren. Groman Eden

Anne Condo-Lowenkrow died April 29 at 95. Survived by son Sid Condo; 2 grandchildren; 5 great-grandchildren; sisters Gladys Brog, Wilma Levin; 5 nieces and nephews. Chevra Kadisha

Karen Drapkin died May 30 at 70. Survived by husband Bernard; son Brian; 2 grandchildren; brother Mark Fingerman; sister Susan Nesbit, 1 niece. Hillside

Lawrence “Larry” Dubey died May 22 at 63. Survived by wife Randi Levin-Dubey; daughter Lauren; mother Ruth; sister Jackie Dubey Weintraub; brother Steven. Mount Sinai

Anna Flax died May 21 at 56. Survived by son Shawn; daughter Laurel; sister Maria Tighe; brother Louis Mastandrea; 1 sister-in-law; 1 brother-in-law. Mount Sinai

Herbert Frankhauser died May 6 at 88. Survived by brother Martin (Julie) Rowe. Chevra Kadisha

Terence Garber died May 28 at 70. Survived by brother Joseph (Janice). Hillside

Francine German died May 28 at 83. Survived by niece Karen (Skip Howard) Share. Hillside

Anita Herman died May 21 at 91. Survived by daughter Adrianne (Todd) Herman Doty; son Philip; 1 grandson. Mount Sinai

Shirley Hizme died March 9 at 84. Survived by sons David, Michael, Barry Helfant; 6 grandchildren; brothers Samuel, Soloman. Chevra Kadisha

Richard Jalof died May 23 at 71. Survived by daughter Jessica; sister Lorraine Klassen. Hillside

Ann Krakover died May 25 at 78. Survived by daughters Elaine (Robert Susswein) Wior, Denise Krakover-Lyons; 3 grandchildren; brother Alan Shuman. Hillside

Norman I. Krevoy died May 25 at 90. Survived by wife Cecile; sons Philip (Kellie), Brad (Susie); 5 granddaughters. Mount Sinai

Doris Labelson died May 24 at 84. Survived by husband Richard; daughters Julie (Harley) Liker, Sheryl McLaughlin; son Gary; 5 grandchildren; brother Sy Donner. Mount Sinai

Louise Lorden died May 24 at 71.Survived by husband Gary; daughters Lisa Myers, Diana (Michael) Lorden Burstine; 2 grandsons. Mount Sinai

Merwyn Michelson died May 18 at 82. Survived by daughter Melissa. Groman Eden

Lenore Weinstein Moss died May 18 at 93. Survived by daughter Laurel (Ken) Wolf; 2 grandchildren; 3 great-grandchildren. Groman Eden

Allan Rapport died May 20 at 91. Survived by sons Jeff (Abby), Robert; 4 grandchildren; brother Donald. Mount Sinai

Maurice Rotkern died May 29 at 102. Survived by daughter Simone Biase; 1 grandchild; 1 sister-in-law; niece and nephew. Mount Sinai

Fenya Sharkanskaya died May 25 at 84. Survived by daughters Irina Konyavko, Lana Zazulevskaya; 2 grandchildren; 2 great-grandchildren. Mount Sinai

Shirley Shelger died May 16 at 88. Survived by son Scott (Michelle) Broad; daughter Stephanie (Robert) Blonskin; 4 grandchildren; 2 great-grandchildren. Mount Sinai

Goldie Sirota died May 22 at 82. Survived by daughter Molly (Eric) Thorpe; 2 grandchildren; sister Libby Pevsnek. Mount Sinai

Burton Sokoloff died May 28 at 84. Survived by wife Marlyn; daughters Michelle (Thomas) Bullock, Lauren Bullock (Ronald) Camhi; sons Scott, Kevin (Teresa); 5 grandchildren; brother Arthur. Hillside

Gladys F. Solomon died May 26 at 86. Survived by daughter Gail (Bradley) Kagan; 2 grandchildren; sister Loucille Fischer. Mount Sinai

Herbert Stevens died May 17 at 94. Survived by daughters Anita (Brent) Hunsaker, Debbie (Dennis) Hutton; 4 grandchildren; 8 great-grandchildren. Mount Sinai

Lizbeth Stevens died May 27 at 87. Survived by daughters Claudia, Jennifer; son Todd, daughters-in-law Lori Plaxe, Allison Priestly; 5 grandchildren. Hillside

Faye Striker died May 19 at 93. Survived by daughter Laurie (Robert) Eisenberg; son Steven (Sharon); 4 grandchildren; 1 great-grandchild; sister Eleanor Adler. Mount Sinai

Lyn Sylvan died May 23 at 86. Survived by sons Sherman, Scott. Hillside

Toni Telo died May 26 at 76. Survived by sisters Lydia, Sarah Tucker. Mount Sinai

Samuel Wilkes died May 22 at 95. Survived by son Perry (Donna); 1 grandchild. Mount Sinai

Herbert Winter died May 30 at 93. Survived by sons Richard (Sheryl), Kurt (Lynda); 4 grandchildren. Mount Sinai

Fred Wolf died May 27 at 90. Survived by wife Calia Mintzer-Wolf; daughter Rita; son Edward; 3 grandchildren. Hillside

Helene Wolsey died May 24 at 94. Survived by daughter Jilla; 7 grandchildren; 12 great-grandchildren. Hillside

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Letters to the editor: Yeshiva grad apologizes, Rohingya Muslims, BDS and more

Drop the Equivocation

Rob Eshman (“Sheldon: Improve Israel’s Odds,” June 12), Obama, J Street, New Israel Fund, Peace Now and other Israel critics who pretend to support Israel, would be listened to, and possibly believed more, if they would only at least once support Israel without the equivocating “but” or the false moral equivalency of “on the other hand.”

If they would only criticize our enemies in equal amounts as they find faults with Israel.

Betzalel “Bitzy” N. Eichenbaum via email

The Letter to Obama

What a pleasure to read Rob Eshman’s sane, balanced and insightful response to Obama’s speech and the Jewish responses. (Dear Obama: He Had a Hat, June 5) Bravo.

Rabbi Tamara Cohn Eskenazi, The Effie Wise Ochs Professor of Biblical Literature and History, Hebrew Union College-Jewish Institute of Religion, Los Angeles

Thank you, Rob Eshman. Your perspective is ever more needed after the vicious behavior of the Jerusalem Post Conference audience toward Secretary of the Treasury Jacob Lew.

Michael Berenbaum, Director, Sigi Ziering Institute: Exploring the Ethical and Religious Implications of the Holocaust, American Jewish University, Los Angeles

A Stand Against BDS

I would like to thank Gary Wexler for his column (“Making Ourselves Vulnerable to BDS — Again,” June  12) for articulating a message that seems to have eluded the Jewish community. Why are we sitting idly by while the BDS movement and those of their ilk are spinning their story so successfully? After all, don’t we control the media? Surely there are voices and minds out there that can counter this offensive.

Sherry Appleby via email

Insider’s Point of View

Regarding the recent cover story on the plight of the Rohingya (“The World’s ‘Least Wanted’ People,” June 5): My father was born in Rangoon, Burma, part of the Baghdadi-Jewish Diaspora that fled Islamic-Ottoman oppression from the same folks who brought us the Armenian genocide.

Adding much-needed context will do wonders in any discussion of the alleged persecution of the Rohingya. The great Samuel Huntington, in his masterwork “Clash of Civilizations,” noted in 1996 that a casual survey of intercivilizational conflicts, not to mention quantitative evidence from every disinterested source, conclusively demonstrates that “Islam has bloody borders.” Proof is daily found in the world news, where one is assailed with quotidian accounts of Islamic terrorism (aka jihad) against infidels in such far-flung places as Thailand, the Philippines, Israel, Syria, Iraq, Nigeria, South Sudan and Western Europe. Now one can add Myanmar to the doleful list of kafir polities under attack by Islamist supremacism. Just because some Buddhists wisely choose to cease being tolerant of the intolerant, they are the bad guys. Such is the inverted morality of our era.

George Aaron, Tarzana

Grad Apologizes to Yeshiva University

I am one of the featured Schreiber triplets in the article (“Family Legacy Continues at Yeshiva, Times Five,” May 29) and I want to apologize to Yeshiva University and President Richard M. Joel for calling the university “unethical” during my interview. After personally speaking with President Joel for more than 45 minutes, I realized that I was gravely mistaken in my assumptions of the policies carried out by the school and in branding the university “unethical.” At our meeting, the president outlined and clearly presented to me how ethical, legal and scrupulous this amazing institution is in both secular law and halachah. I am truly honored and proud to claim that my alma mater does everything out of care and compassion, with only the best of intentions for the students and greater Modern Orthodox community.

Daniel Schreiber via email

Words From the Wise

A hearty yiyasher kohakha (congratulations) to Dr. Yona Sabar on his “Hebrew Word of the Week” feature. From Arabic to Aramaic, from French to Turkish and beyond, the breadth and depth of Dr. Sabar’s knowledge are stunning, his linguistic and cultural insights always informative and entertaining.

Lewis Van Gelder, Los Angeles

correction

A photo caption of Ruthie Shavit from the Silverlake Independent Jewish Community Center misspelled the name of Gily Hynes (“The ‘Heart and Soul’ of Silver Lake JCC Moves on,” June 12). 

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Torah Portion: Bloom and Stone, Parashat Korach (Numbers 16:1-18:32)

In 2013, I traveled in Nepal with six dear friends, including two Americans who have lived there on and off for several decades. The amazing land is filled with an endlessly fascinating history and charming, friendly people, but my travel companions and I frequently noted the apparent fragility of buildings — in the countryside as well as in the rapidly expanding city of Katmandu. Knowing a little about the fault lines and tectonic plates throughout the region, we more than once speculated what would happen when (not if) a big earthquake struck.

So it was no surprise to us when we heard this past April and May of the many walls that came tumbling down in the ancient temples and historic buildings, schools, homes and museums of Nepal, many of which we had visited. And it was heartbreakingly easy to imagine, even without the images on the news, the many adults and children killed, hurt or left homeless, cut off from supply routes, and failed by their modern but unreliable communication systems (because of limited availability, electricity in Katmandu was typically turned off for hours every day).

As often happens when disaster strikes (think 9/11, hurricanes, earthquakes, tsunamis, Ebola), our social media fill with heartwarming stories of people reaching out to help one another. With these stories, what seemed unimaginably horrible becomes an opportunity to find strength, restore our hope in humankind and maybe even our faith in God.

Perhaps that’s why I sometimes sneak past the compelling, rowdy, infamous opening of this week’s Torah portion, Korach, with its rebellion against Moses and Aaron — complete with the earth opening up to swallow the chutzpadik rebels — and find myself instead enthralled and deeply moved by two quieter, sometimes even overlooked passages a little further on.

The first comes after Moses and Aaron defended the people, persuading God not to annihilate the entire community. The disasters that followed the uprising — earthquake, fire, plague — swiftly killed the 250 leaders of the revolt, then 14,700 additional people. 

But the catastrophes came to a quiet stop when Aaron “ran to the midst of the congregation, where the plague had begun among the people … and he stood between the dead and the living, and the plague was halted” (Numbers 17:12-13). 

When I read of Aaron’s brave action, I think of those whose love or sense of decency or pursuit of justice activate them. The many who came to help people with AIDS in the terrible early years of that plague, or more recently with Ebola, the people who reached out even in a time of uncertainty about how these viruses spread. 

Aaron brings to mind the people who wade into dangerous situations in an effort to extricate those in peril. People acting on their own or working for organizations such as American Jewish World Service, which sends people and funds to help in disaster areas or to further human rights in the developing world. They campaign to stop genocide, fight global hunger, respond to epidemics, earthquakes and hurricanes, and work to end violence against women, girls and LGBT people worldwide. (See ajws.org to learn more about AJWS and how you can help.)

When the first-century sage Hillel taught: “Be one of Aaron’s students, loving peace and pursuing it, loving people and bringing them to the Torah” (Pirke Avot 1:12), surely he was thinking, in part, of the actions of Aaron at this moment in the wilderness. It is Aaron who risked his life by choosing to stand up for the living, even though the living were challenging him and his brother Moses, threatening them, making their lives difficult. It is Aaron, lover and pursuer of peace, whose actions bring an end to the enmity and the violence. 

Next, God brings a much subtler, far gentler miracle: God causes Aaron’s staff — symbol of his leadership — to sprout, bringing forth flowers and almonds. God then instructs Moses, as a reminder to the people, to place Aaron’s blossoming staff in front of the stone tablets of the Pact — the second set of stone tablets, Judaism’s enduring symbol of second chances. 

In Parashat Korach, the frightened, angry Israelites, still stinging from the punishments doled out by God, don’t yet understand the message of Aaron’s blossoming staff beside the stone tablets — they aren’t yet “brought to Torah” by Aaron. But we, who look from a greater distance, can accept his invitation. 

Today, no matter what challenges we face, these images of bloom and stone remind us of Judaism’s perpetual growth from its rock-solid foundation, making us grateful to Aaron and God for their abiding invitation to embrace the covenant and choose life not only for ourselves, but for others who need our help.

Rabbi Lisa Edwards is rabbi of Beth Chayim Chadashim (bcc-la.org), “House of New Life,” founded in 1972 as the world’s first lesbian and gay synagogue, today an inclusive community of progressive lesbian, gay, bisexual, transgender and heterosexual Jews, our families and friends.

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Cavs’ David Blatt: ‘Not every story has a happy ending’

David Blatt, the Israeli-American coach of the Cleveland Cavaliers, lamented his team’s loss in the NBA Finals but said it doesn’t mean the overall season was bad.

“Not every story has a happy ending,” Blatt said at a news conference Tuesday night after the Golden State Warriors won the championship with a victory in Game 6 in Cleveland. “It doesn’t mean it was a bad story. It was not. It was a good story.”

The Warriors took the best-of-7 series, 4 games to 2, to claim their first title in 40 years.

Thousands of Israeli fans of Blatt and the Cavs, led by the four-time Most Valuable Player LeBron James, had woken up in the early hours of the morning to watch the Finals live.

It was Blatt’s first season as Cavaliers’ head coach. Last season he guided Maccabi Tel Aviv to the Euroleague championship.

The U.S. ambassador to Israel, Dan Shapiro, told Army Radio in an interview on Wednesday morning in Israel shortly after the game ended that he “offers condolences and commiserates” on the defeat.

Israeli Prime Minister Benjamin Netanyahu reportedly contacted Blatt last week to wish him good luck in the Finals and told him “all of Israel is behind the Cavaliers.”

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Calendar: June 20-26

SAT | JUNE 20

ELECTRIC DUSK DRIVE-IN SERIES

Jewish directors every which way! This super-cool venue’s summer film schedule continues with some of our favorite visionary filmmakers. From “The Big Lebowski” (Coen Brothers) to “E.T.” and “Indiana Jones and the Raiders of the Lost Ark” (Steven Spielberg) to “The Princess Bride” (Rob Reiner), there’s a genre for everyone! With a view of the city behind the screen, it’s a truly unique — and seasonal — way to watch these classics. And it beats sitting in traffic and staring at the car in front of you. 8:30 p.m. $7.50-$55. Through Aug. 15. Electric Dusk Drive-In, 1000 San Julian St., Los Angeles. ” target=”_blank”>pasadenasymphony-pops.org.

SUN | JUNE 21

“ALMOST PERFECT”

It’s the 29th anniversary production of Jerry Mayer’s hit comedy, in which boy meets girl, marries her, meets another girl, becomes interested in her, and hilarity ensues. You might know Mayer from his TV work with “The Facts of Life” and “The Bob Newhart Show,” and now you can get you can get to know him for this guilt-ridden, delightful play. Directed by Chris DeCarlo and featuring Wayne Roberts, Barbara Keegan, Dan Gilvezan and more. 3:30 p.m. $29.50. Performances extended through Sept. 27. Santa Monica Playhouse, 1211 Fourth St., Santa Monica. (310) 394-9779, Ext. 1. TUE | JUNE 23

JUDD APATOW

He’s made his mark on comedy as executive producer on TV’s “Freaks and Geeks” and “Girls,” and by producing films such as “Knocked Up” and “Superbad,” so it only makes sense that Judd Apatow would also write an awesome book. “Sick in the Head: Conversations About Life and Comedy” is a collection of intimate, hilarious conversations with the biggest names in comedy from the past 30 years — including Mel Brooks, Jerry Seinfeld, Jon Stewart, Roseanne Barr, Harold Ramis, Louis C.K., Chris Rock and Lena Dunham. And he’s here to talk about it. 7 p.m. Free. Barnes and Noble at The Grove, 189 The Grove Drive, Los Angeles. (323) 525-0270. WED | JUNE 24

AN EVENING WITH BRAD MELTZER

The best-selling author’s books include “The Inner Circle,” “ The Book of Fate,” “History Decoded” and the children’s books “I Am Amelia Earhart,” “I Am Albert Einstein” and more. He’s here to discuss and autograph his latest book, “The “President’s Shadow (The Culper Ring Series),” a political thriller that involves the White House and the fate of a nation. In conversation with Brian K. Vaughan. 8 p.m. $20-$43. Anne and Jerry Moss Theatre at New Roads, 3131 Olympic Blvd., Santa Monica. ” target=”_blank”>ncjwla.org.

FRI | JUN 26

“BATKID BEGINS”: THE WISH HEARD AROUND THE WORLD

If you’ve had access to the Internet in the past two years, you, too, were probably touched by the YouTube sensation and real-life phenomenon of the 5-year-old boy whose fight against leukemia led him to transform San Francisco into Gotham City for a day in 2013. Dana Nachman’s documentary shows how his wish came true, with more than a billion people on social media worldwide cheering him on. Nachman, who has three Emmy Awards and several movies under her belt, explores why this story resonated so deeply. Opens Friday. Various times. Check local listings. Calendar: June 20-26 Read More »

Opponents of death penalty and the escaped murderers

As just about every American knows by now, two murderers recently escaped a maximum-security prison in upstate New York.

One of them, Richard Matt, was described by a retired police captain as “the most vicious, evil person I’ve ever come across in 38 years as a police officer.”

As reported by The Washington Post, “[Matt] convinced an accomplice, then 21-year-old Lee Bates, to help him kidnap, torture and murder Matt’s former boss, businessman William Rickerson. Bates told authorities that the duo dumped Rickerson in a car dressed only in his pajamas, driving from New York to Ohio and back while Matt tried to get the older man to tell him about large sums of money Matt was convinced Rickerson had hidden somewhere. At one point, Matt opened the trunk and bent back Rickerson’s fingers until they broke, Bates said. Then he snapped Rickerson’s neck with his bare hands.” (Washington Post, June 12, 2015)

So here is a challenge to those who oppose the death penalty: If one or both of these murderers kills again, will you acknowledge that the blood of the victim(s) is on your hands?

Matt then dismembered Rickerson and fled to Mexico, where he murdered another man.

Matt had also been charged with rape in 1989 and with stabbing a nurse in 1991.

The other escapee, David Sweat, murdered a policeman in 2002 after Sweat was caught shortly after burglarizing a gun store. He shot the deputy sheriff and then ran over him.

For those of us who believe that some murderers should be put to death, Matt and Sweat would seem to be perfect examples. There is no doubt as to their guilt, the murders were premeditated, and they were accompanied by heinous actions.

So here is a challenge to those who oppose the death penalty: If one or both of these murderers kills again, will you acknowledge that the blood of the victim(s) is on your hands? After all, without all the opposition to capital punishment, these two likely would have been executed (or at least sent to death row, from which their prison break would have been far less likely, if not impossible). 

As a proponent of the death penalty, I am often asked whether I accept moral responsibility for the execution of a person who is later found to be innocent of the crime. 

Of course, the answer is yes. A mature adult has to accept responsibility for the consequences of his or her positions. Otherwise taking a position is morally meaningless.

One of the reasons to support the death penalty is that the death of the worst murderers accomplishes at least one thing: They will never murder again. On the other hand, keeping all murderers alive ensures that some of them will murder again. They will either murder a guard or a fellow prisoner while in prison. Or they will murder someone outside the prison — either by arranging the murder(s) from within prison or if and when they escape from prison.

Therefore, opponents of the death penalty must acknowledge the blood that is on their hands when a murderer who would have been executed murders again. 

Moreover, considerably more innocents are killed by convicted murderers who are not executed than the number of innocents who are erroneously executed by the state.

One reason to fear that Matt or Sweat will murder again is also related to opposition to capital punishment: They have little or nothing to lose if they kill again. Because there is no capital punishment in New York state, no matter how many people they torture or murder, all that can happen to them is that they would be returned to prison for life.

Were capital punishment on the books, however, it is quite possible that just the possibility — let alone the probability — of being executed would have the effect of provoking Matt and Sweat to think twice before killing someone again.

Criminal prosecutors regularly acknowledge how effective having capital punishment on the books is to obtaining information and confessions from murderers.

We all pray that Matt and Sweat are apprehended (and some of us pray that, even better, they are killed) before they kill or maim again. But if they do kill, rape or maim again, opponents of the death penalty need to own up to the fact that their opposition to the death penalty helped make that possible.


Dennis Prager is a nationally syndicated radio talk-show host (AM 870 in Los Angeles) and founder of PragerUniversity.com.

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Life as lived by a homeless junkie

During a recent interview on his cellphone, filmmaker Josh Safdie was walking down 119th Street in his neighborhood in Harlem as sirens wailed and pedestrians raucously shouted in the background.  “Oh my God, there are so many heroin bags on my street right now,” he said. “Just eight or nine empty bags lying around.”

The gritty urban milieu could well have been a setting from his new film, “Heaven Knows What,” co-directed with his brother, Benny Safdie, which spotlights the life and doomed romance of a homeless junkie, based on Arielle Holmes’ upcoming memoir, “Mad Love in New York City.” In the movie, the author plays Harley, a lightly fictionalized character based on herself, following the 19-year-old as she clashes with her nihilistic junkie boyfriend, Ilya (Caleb Landry Jones); “spanges” (or panhandles) for change; shoplifts, then sells, stolen energy drinks; and chases her fix. The film, a hit on the festival circuit and now in theaters, has received excellent reviews, with The New York Times heralding it as a “beautiful classic of street theater.”

It’s not the first time Josh and Benny Safdie, 31 and 29, respectively, have combined fact and fiction in their work. Their 2009 film, “Daddy Longlegs,” was inspired by their childhood with their unpredictable father, a Syrian-born Jew who was a compulsive amateur videographer, a distant cousin of the famed Israeli architect Moshe Safdie and who worked for a time as a runner in New York’s diamond district.

Filmmakers Benny and Josh Safdie.

One late afternoon in May 2013, as Josh Safdie was researching a prospective film based on his father’s years as a nonreligious Jew in that predominantly Orthodox industry, he chanced to spot Holmes swiping her Metro card in the subway near 47th Street. At the time, she was well dressed, and, Safdie recalled, “There was a star quality to her that pulled me gravitationally.”

Safdie asked Holmes if she would consider starring in his diamond movie, “Uncut Gems,” and didn’t know she was a homeless drug addict until they met to discuss that film in a restaurant in Chinatown some time later. “She was dressed like a street kid, and she kept nodding out,” Safdie recalled of the second meeting. The filmmaker learned that the day he met Holmes, she had awakened on the steps of a Buddhist church, washed her hair in a public bathroom and had donned the only dress she owned. While she was working as an unpaid intern designing jewelry in the diamond district, most of her money came from panhandling and from working as a dominatrix at a club called Pandora’s Box. Often she slept on the steps of various churches or in Central Park on the Upper West Side.

Intrigued, Safdie began hanging out with Holmes and her friends and met Holmes’ abusive lover, Ilya, a charismatic, if violent, Russian Jew whose idol was the misanthropic Greek philosopher Diogenes. “She described their love as epic, operatic,” he recalled.  “She was like a member of the Manson family cult talking about Charles Manson. And I’m very interested in relationships where love breeds that kind of totalitarianism.”

After Holmes disappeared for two months, Safdie learned that she had been admitted to the Bellevue psychiatric hospital after Ilya goaded her into attempting suicide by slashing her wrist to prove that she loved him. “She seemed to be like a walking prophet or a tortured saint,” he said. “And that was the moment that this film project was born. … I wanted to tell the story of a girl who fetishized love and death, and was so darkly romantic that her life was in danger. And also the story of a young woman who was trapped in a kind of Mobius loop, where the only way out was prison or death.”

Safdie paid Holmes by the page to write down her story, which she typed for hours at a time mostly at Apple stores around Manhattan; with his co-screenwriter, Ronald Bronstein, Safdie then adapted her memoir into the script for “Heaven Knows What.”

In one bizarre sequence in the film, based on a true incident, a Chasidic Jew naively gives Holmes’ character $20 so she can get high. “It’s a funny scene because there’s a major miscommunication going on there,” Safdie said.  “He says, ‘It’s good to be high,’ but he’s high on God, and she’s high on heaven knows what.”

Benny Safdie, who also served as the film’s editor, however, was initially hesitant about making the addiction-themed movie. “I thought it had been done before,” he said. But while many other films have depicted the drug underworld (think the 1969 classic “Midnight Cowboy” or 1971’s “The Panic in Needle Park”),  Safdie was ultimately impressed by Holmes’ unique perspective and especially the details of junkie life she recounted in her memoir, including having to awaken at 8 a.m. each morning in order to spange during morning rush hour.

“But it was very difficult for me to enter Arielle’s world, because it was very dark and bleak,” he said. “I also felt morally conflicted about how we were going to actually film the shooting up of drugs — to not glamorize it in any way, and at the same time not to judge these people. Eventually we decided to use wider shots of those sequences; we very rarely cut in close during those moments.”

Holmes agreed to eschew heroin but to remain on methadone during the shoot over 30 freezing days in early 2014; the brothers also cast some of her junkie friends to play versions of themselves in the movie.

However, Ilya refused to act in the film, explaining that he was embarrassed by his bloated appearance and oft-broken nose. But he did show up often on the set and created his own drama during the making of the movie:  One day during rehearsals, he overdosed on heroin and had to be taken away in an ambulance. 

At another time, he was severely burned in an apartment fire. In April of this year, he was found dead in Central Park with a syringe lying beside him.

The Safdie brothers said Kaddish for Ilya during his Jewish funeral in New York, where his loved ones shoveled dirt upon his grave per Jewish tradition.

After shooting “Heaven Knows What,” Holmes expressed her desire to get clean, and the Safdies paid for her to attend a drug treatment center in Boca Raton, Fla. She is now reportedly sober, living in Hollywood and pursuing a professional acting career, having shot a science fiction thriller and with a role in Andrea Arnold’s upcoming film “American Honey,” opposite Shia LaBeouf. 

The Safdie brothers have now returned to making “Uncut Gems.” 

Asked whether casting junkies to play themselves in a film could be perceived as exploitative, Josh Safdie strongly said no. “That’s condescending,” he said of the question, “because it insinuates that these people have no agency of their own, and that they’re like animals. The people who are in the film were and are my friends; they’re still very much a part of my life.”

“Heaven Knows What” is in theaters now.

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‘Chagall-Malevich’: A tale of love and art

A story of magical realism about a great love and two competing artists is told against the backdrop of World War I and the Russian Revolution in “Chagall-Malevich.” The film highlights the opposing artistic philosophies of the Jewish painter Marc Chagall (Leonid Bichevin), a surrealist painter known for his colorful, imaginative renderings of scenes from his hometown village, and Kazimir Malevich (Anatoliy Beliy), who championed the abstract, geometric style of painting he called “Suprematism.” More than 140 paintings by the artists are shown in the movie.

The project marks the return of noted Russian director Alexander Mitta after a 10-year absence from filmmaking. Loosely based on Chagall’s memoirs, as well as on those of his contemporaries, the movie begins in highly dramatic fashion as Chagall’s young, Chasidic mother is having a difficult time giving birth to him in the midst of a raging fire set by arsonists in the Russian village of Vitebsk. The whole village is ablaze as the young mother labors with the help of a midwife in a burning room, also occupied by a cow and a chicken, as the father, a pickle peddler, hovers in the background.

The baby appears stillborn, but his mother cries out, “Revive him!”  After the midwife dips the infant in hot and cold water, he begins to wail. The character of Chagall, as narrator, says, “The world was so magically bright, horrifying and beautiful that I started to breathe. And ever since then, that intolerable beauty burned within me.”

Decades later, in 1914, Chagall is painting in Paris, “the art capital of the world.” In his narration, Chagall says he and his friends learned to be artists at the museums and from each other.

At one point, he returns to Vitebsk and seeks out Bella Rosenfeld (Kristina Schneidermann), his future wife and love of his life. Although her father is not happy with her choice, she and Chagall are passionately in love and eventually marry. They plan to go to Paris, but their travel plans are disrupted by the war, so they settle in Petrograd (now St. Petersburg), and they have a little girl. Revolution comes to Russia, and Chagall says he can’t paint with the violence all around them. They return to Vitebsk, where they reunite with Naum (Semyon Shkalikov), an old friend who is now Red Commissar of the town and who has always been in love with Bella. Chagall has a commission as Commissar of the Arts, and he establishes an academy. After being invited to join the faculty, the abstract artist Malevich challenges Chagall for leadership of the school. Through it all, Bella stands steadfastly by her husband.

Schneidermann, who is Austrian and half-Jewish on her father’s side, said she looks a lot like Bella and identified very closely with the character for several reasons: “We had quite a lot in common. The first is our languages. Bella knew a lot of languages, just like me. I know five languages and speak fluently in all of the five.” Plus, she added, “We both love theater and art. The third fact is that we love literature and writing, and everything that connects to that.”

Schneidermann also met Bella’s granddaughter, Meret Meyer Graber, whose blessing was crucial to getting the film made.

“That was an amazing experience,” she recalled, “and the most amazing thing that happened to me was that she called me her actual grandmother Bella.

“When we were sitting at a table, I sang the lullaby that I sing in the movie, and she cried and said that was the exact lullaby that her grandmother Bella used to sing to her when she was small. Meret said it was as if our souls exchanged, as if at moments she felt younger, and I in that moment, myself, felt older, like her real grandmother. So that was a very touching and amazing experience.”

As for the film itself, Schneidermann feels that, though it’s called “Chagall-Malevich,” it is more a love story about Chagall and Bella and a story about Chagall the artist.

“It’s mostly about this wonderful painter who influenced me and many people on earth, all around the world,” Schneidermann said.  “He was always in this magic world, which I think the director wanted to dive into and make the audience dive into also. It’s such a magic world of kindness. 

“If he was alive,” Schneidermann added, “I think maybe he would want people to get to know that he wanted love and peace to exist in the world, rather than bloodshed and war.  That’s mostly what I think he wanted people to see in his work, and I think that’s mostly what our director wanted to show in our film.”

“Chagall-Malevich” opens June 19 at Laemmle Music Hall in Beverly Hills and at Town Center 5 in Encino.

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Thinking about BDS differently — and strategically

Not long ago, along a stretch of Venice boardwalk, I watched a weightlifter stroll over from Muscle Beach to where the chess hustlers play. One of them asked him to sit and play. The bodybuilder complied and was quickly defeated. His failure? He was playing a game chosen by someone else — someone far better at the game than he.

This is the problem with the Jewish community’s response to the Boycott, Divestment and Sanctions (BDS) movement on campuses. The game is fixed, yet the Jewish community continues to engage naively in a futile effort, expecting “justice” but receiving none. It is time for us to disengage from this game and instead offer up a different idea — one committed to meaningful academic inquiry.

American Jews tend to see the BDS debate being played out on campuses across the country as a thoughtful debate by knowledgeable opinion leaders about the fate of university divestment from Israel. And we willingly engage in this debate on the merits. But the game really is a series of carefully orchestrated show-votes that result in win after win for BDS proponents and, importantly, far more publicity than is warranted.

I submit that we are going about this all wrong. This is a fight that ought not be joined and cannot be won. I am not suggesting that we shy away from celebrating Israel, educating people or engaging in conversations about the Middle East. I am merely suggesting that the response to the BDS movement’s obsession with vote after vote — as if the imprimatur of student governments is the critical factor in the conflict — is wrongheaded and counterproductive.

Let’s consider the problem with continuing along the current path.

First, the body adjudicating the battle is fixed, as is the voting process. Many years ago, I was active in USC’s student government. The fact is that student governments are populated by those who try hardest and care the most. The dirty little secret is that few students either care to vote or pay much attention to the actions of the student government. Because of this, supporters of BDS can manipulate the composition of the very body being asked to vote on the resolution. And they need to win only once. Even in defeat, there is another chance the next year, with a newly elected student government. At Stanford, it was even easier. There, sufficient pressure was applied and a “re-vote” took place weeks later, yielding the desired result. Not only is the process fixed, but the very impartiality and motivation of Jewish participants is suspect. As we have seen at UCLA and Stanford, if a student government official might dare to be Jewish or have visited Israel or, even worse, be a Zionist, that individual will find himself or herself delegitimized.

Second, supporters of the BDS movement are of singular purpose, enabling them to be better organized and prepared. Their supporters are primarily motivated by joining the political battle and securing student government support. The Jewish students, be they Hillel, AIPAC or J Street supporters, are engaged in a multiplicity of activities, including social justice projects, worship and community building. And this is as it should be. We cannot urge our children to become foot soldiers in a futile battle, changing the very nature of their college and Jewish experiences.

Third, we cannot prepare enough students on enough campuses to effectively engage to do battle in a hostile environment. I have been party to a number of conversations among Jewish leaders about how to deal with BDS on campus. Inevitably this leads to someone concluding that “we aren’t preparing our kids for the battle they’ll face in college.” And this is true: Our students are poorly armed. But arming them poses the risk of turning them away from love of Israel. So why fight? Teach them instead to celebrate their heritage, live their Jewish values, and pursue Israeli advocacy in forums of their choosing, and not the suffocating confines of student government hearings where student representatives have been appointed as arbiters of Middle Eastern policy. 

Fourth, let’s remember that the pro-Israel response focuses on the notion that there are “two narratives” that can exist simultaneously. All but the most extreme supporters of Israel acknowledge that the Arab-Israeli dispute is complex and nuanced. The BDS objective is not to pursue a clearer understanding of the challenges and propose meaningful compromises. They do not buy into the idea that there is “another side.” Until Palestinian supporters accept the “two-narrative” proposition, there really is no point to the conversation.

Critically, we confuse the objective of the BDS movement. We all know that the boards of trustees of major universities are not likely to follow a student government election with divestment or sanction. The BDS movement’s objective is not necessarily to achieve divestment; they know the likelihood of success as well as we do. Their objective is publicity and the achievement of a single “up or down” vote — a single dispositive rejection of Israel and further delegitimization of the Jewish state. Since we know that’s the case, why would we voluntarily engage in a battle before a kangaroo court? 

Finally, we must consider the damage being done to the interests of Israel — and of Jews — on college campuses. Supporters of Israel increasingly are being stigmatized and categorized as “colonialists” and “oppressors” by their peers. Other interest groups on campus have been co-opted through a conflation of past historical injustices inflicted on other groups (groups that often lacked the political and economic power that the Palestinians and their Arab benefactors possess). We have seen this in the “us and them” paradigm of the oppressor and the oppressed being played out at places such as Northwestern University. By seeing their support of Israel as ostracizing them from the mainstream on campus, Jewish students are faced with the Hobson’s choice of marginalization versus abandonment of Israel. By using an impending resolution vote as a tool, the BDS movement is able to co-opt other groups. And the vote itself, particularly if hard fought, may be one of the singular most significant events of a student’s college life. And these students will later be the trustees of the future, who may well view BDS through a different lens than current leadership.

So, what to do? Two things.  

First, stop playing the game as it has been created. If pro-Israel supporters stop attending these votes and refuse to fight a battle that is lost before it begins, the publicity aspect is removed. The votes of student governments will again be the stuff of page six news in the campus paper. 

Second, we need to change the game. Stop being suckered into playing a game that’s fixed and instead play a game that might make sense.  

The game that should be supported by Jewish leaders is to urge engagement in constructive debate, and universities are the perfect forums for this. We should construct a template program to be offered nationwide, a “plug and play” symposium on the Middle East. It should include the Palestinian-Israeli issue, but also the challenges to liberal democracy in the Middle East, the role of women, the social stigmas of political and economic suppression of gays. We should offer the pro-Palestinian movement the opportunity to co-host and co-fund these symposiums. We should invite scholars and thought leaders to conduct meaningful seminars and dialogs on great issues and, if possible, come forth at the end with joint resolutions.

Universities are supposed to be places of intellectual discourse — of probing great issues and proposing, if not solutions, then ways in which to reconsider these difficult issues. Let’s be the proponents of dialogue that involves risks — the risk that we and the supporters of BDS might be forced to address uncomfortable facts and alternative narratives — risks that we challenge those with whom we disagree to share with us. It is only through the university — qua university — that we can adjust the playing field to a game that is neither stacked against us nor for us, but for the future.


Glenn Sonnenberg is president of Stephen Wise Temple. He also serves on the boards of The Jewish Federation of Greater Los Angeles and Bet Tzedek — the House of Justice. He is a former member of the Board of Trustees of USC.

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