I am in here.
Yesterday, I was noting down a lot of Mircea Eliade’s ideas on the form of early Judaism in general, and the story of the binding of Isaac in particular. Deep and worthy ideas, but unengaged. Campbell discards all of Judaism out of hand, but he is personally engaged with it — as an antagonist, at … Continue reading readings
“House of Bread” = Beit (house) Lekhem (bread) = Bethlehem. This is, within the boundaries of Israel, the most exotic place I have been to, and it is only half an hour — no more — from Jerusalem. I start out this morning figuring that I ought to see some sort of sight while I … Continue reading Slouching towards Bethlehem
My friends Chaya and Azriel needed to go to Yafo (now practically a suburb of Tel Aviv) today. In a few days, Chaya and Mordechai will move there, to an old red stucco house on the corner of a street a block from the ocean. As of today, the house is full of plaster dust, … Continue reading Jaffa
I love traffic jams in Jerusalem — the small ones involving ten cars or so on the secondary streets. Everyone honks. Or gesticulates. Or waits with steaming patience. Drivers know not to take anything personally because, even if it’s meant personally, it’s not meant that personally. Whether the jam is caused by over-caution or stupidity, … Continue reading Jam on it
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