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Galilee Diary: Reality

January 27, 2009

by Marc Rosenstein
(Originally published in Galilee Diary and Ten Minutes of Torah)

Altneuland = Oldnewland: Title of novel published in 1902 by Theodore Herzl, envisioning the Jewish state as a progressive, secular, German-speaking utopia.
Tel Aviv: The title of

Election Reflections

November 7, 2008

Originally posted by "JanetheWriter" at RJ.org.

Yesterday during lunch, Naomi, one of my colleagues, told the following story:

Her father was a poll worker in Wisconsin on Election Day. An elderly African-American woman came in to vote.

Growing Up is Hard to Do

Donald Cohen Cutler
September 29, 2008

My fiancée and I recently joined a congregation about a block from our home. We went to the new member Shabbat, were called by the rabbi, welcomed by members and Abby (my future bride) was called this morning to read an aliyah on Rosh HaShanah.

The Immigration Stigma's Got to Go

September 26, 2008


Emily Schwartz is an intern at the Religious Action Center and a senior at The George Washington University.

When I Google the term "immigration," the first result to pop up is "Related searches: illegal immigration." The correlation is offsetting.

Thoughts From My First Selichot Service

Sybil Schwartz
September 24, 2008

I came to the 11 pm  Selichot Service at Beth Emeth in Wilmington, Delaware on Saturday night at the suggestion of  Rabbi Grumbacher during Torah study. I came frankly, out of curiosity and to see if I could stay awake at that "unGodly" time. I had no idea of

Kiev Revisited

Larry Kaufman
August 18, 2008

As regular readers of this blog may have noticed through my comments on other people's posts, I've recently returned from a river cruise through Ukraine -- fortunately arriving home before the Georgian crisis erupted -- and want to share some thoughts in three

For the Sake of a Namesake: L'dor v'dor

Jane the Writer
June 23, 2008

A few months ago, during an informal visit in my apartment from my parents, my sister and my nephew Ian, I was stretched out on the living room floor and Ian, as five-year-olds are want to do, was walking on my back and climbing all over me.