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Reality-Based Schooling

One of the most engrossing reality-based television shows is the thrice-weekly KLCS public broadcasting program, \”Conversation with Roy Romer.\” Unlike \”Survivor\” and \”Temptation Island,\” where contestants wearing cruise and safari garb compete against each other and the weather, \”Conversation\” features little more than a white-haired man in a black suit talking to off-camera live callers wearing who knows what. Nevertheless, the sharks are out. Romer is superintendent of the Los Angeles Unified School District (LAUSD), and what is at stake on the show is the education of some 700,000 Los Angeles children.

Back From The Dead

I am determined to learn nothing from my cancer. Last month, I had lung surgery known as a thoracotomy. A cancerous tumor in my lower left lobe is gone. I\’ll have chemotherapy, and pretty soon I\’ll be bald. That\’s all I care to know about this completely hideous, unprovoked and unpredictable disease until the CT scan says that the cancer on my chest wall is under control.

The Clinton Years

Nostalgia for Bill Clinton? Don\’t say I didn\’t warn you. Even as George W. Bush takes office, the Jewish community is weeping sentimental tears for the almost lethally charismatic president who, in the words of The Forward, \”had come to embody the hopes of Jewish liberals in America and Israel during the 1990s.\” Clinton, who is no stranger to schmaltz, had policy wonks and foreign affairs careerists alike publicly weeping when he chose the Israel Policy Institute as the site of his last address last week, hinting that yet one more attempt at an Arab-Israeli solution was still in the works.

Israel 101

The October Violence is the short-hand designation for the deadly sniping, shooting and police action between Palestinians and Israelis, including the unprecedented call-to-arms of Israeli Arabs. If American Jews accept \”October Violence\” as the title (Palestinians call it \”the riots,\” while the American press reprises the frightening \”intifada\”), two months later we haven\’t yet found a way to talk about it, even among ourselves.

After the Election

For a few strained hours last week, I was afraid we\’d be witnessing the Jewish version of Elian Gonzalez, Part II. Could Jewish blood pressure withstand the tension of the Palm Beach vote taken hostage?

Justice, Justice

Is there a \”Jewish stake\” in the district attorney race between two-term incumbent Gil Garcetti and head Deputy District Attorney Steve Cooley? Maybe it comes to this: How far out of step is this community going to be?

Swing States of Mind

Finally good news has come for Al Gore.
The Arab American Political Action Committee this month endorsed George W. Bush. Last week, 20 other Michigan-based Arab organizations followed suit, including the Arab-American and Chaldean Leadership Council.

Staying Supple

Leo Cohen wanted to see my PalmPilot.

\”How do you put in the data?\” he asked.

We were just completing our pre-fast family dinner, and I\’d taken out my snazzy, whiz-bang electronic calendar to demonstrate it to Leo\’s son-in-law, Sam, an astronomer who gets his data from the sky, not from bytes in his Palm.

But if Sam was blasé, Leo was emphatic.

Pass the Egg

My parents were Elderhostel students this week at the University of Judaism in Los Angeles, and I shared Friday night services with them in the Conservative tradition of my youth.

To the Graduates

I can\’t remember a word spoken by Ira Goldstein, the Plainview (NY) High School valedictorian, Class of 1965, but I\’m sure his graduation address was brilliant. Ira, who apparently was in the Philosophy Club with me for three now-forgotten years, was the most brilliant boy in a class of brilliant boys. Girls were \”smart\” or \”sweet\” in those days; boys were \”brilliant.\”
\”The difficult he does quickly; the impossible takes a little

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