I am in here.
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
So I wake up here in Yerushalayim to find out that California has recalled its governor and installed the son of a Nazi instead. I have to digest this. It seems to mean more hard-core Republicanism in a country that has already had too much of that attitude. “We will take care of you as … Continue reading Morning in Jerusalem
7:43:10 PM I sit here on the floor of the main sanctuary at the Stephen S. Wise temple in Los Angeles, waiting for Rabbi M to start talking. Just had dinner with a few of the people from the temple — good looking dinner, wish I’d been hungry. Now the talk. Surprise overflow of people … Continue reading Evening at shul
After a long, hard morning of Rosh HaShanah services at the temple at which the rabbi is teaching for the week, I relax at the bar by the pool here at the Mondrian hotel. A beer keeps me company while the hotdog gets itself prepared in the kitchen. Of course, they have much fancier cuisine … Continue reading the life
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