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Police investigating the violent assault on two soldiers on Shabbat in Haifa now believe the attack was not carried out for nationalist reasons, as they originally assumed, but resulted instead from mistaken identity. Still, the accounts of both victims about anti-Semitic slurs that accompanied the brutal blows cannot be brushed aside.
Assuming 676,000 Gallup survey participants can't be wrong, it's now official: don your best yarmulke, tighten that lovely tichel, pour on those blintzes, kreplach and ponchikes, and trek out to hear the Torah reading every Shabbes – cuz that'll make you the happiest man or woman in America. Unless you belong to LDS, that works, too, apparently…
I once asked my parents why they had named me Chana Malka, and they responded: "We didn't, the rabbis named you." For the longest time, I chose to be content with that answer, but then again, for the longest time I chose to be content with my assumed religious identity, and never felt the need to examine either subject too closely. I am the daughter of two loving parents, a non-Jewish mother and a Jewish father.
My first visit to Israel in the summer of 1959 coincided to an extent with the trip by Rabbi Aharon Kotler, the great rosh yeshiva of Lakewood, who came to give shiurim at Yeshiva Eitz Chaim in Jerusalem and to campaign for Agudath Israel in the Knesset elections, as he had done previously in the decade.
Natan Sharansky has been a hero of mine ever since I learned this courageous refusenik refused to be exchanged for two spies without the Book of Psalms he had treasured for nine torturous years in Soviet prisons.
Techeles, the blue strings the Torah requires Jews to wear on their ritual tzitzis garments, has long been thought of as a "dead" mitzvah. Sometime in the 7th century apparently (possibly due to the Arab conquest of Israel) Jews stopped producing techeles strings and the identity of the chilazon, from which the blue dye originates, was subsequently lost.
There is something very Jewish about R. B. Kitaj's work.
Even Alfred Molina's "Tevye" may have sounded more Jewish than Adam Heller's Haskell Harelik in "The Immigrant," but nevertheless, the characterization of Jewish life in this play succeeds with powerful impact.
Amid the rising action in Disney's "The Lion King," Simba - already a dashing mature lion - follows the monkey, Rafiki, through marshland, until arriving at a loch.
The need to reassert a shattered cultural identity should be familiar to Jews.
Who are you? Who am I? Questions of cultural identity among artists have raged from the early twentieth century to yesterday's memoir.
In his autobiography, My Life, Marc Chagall (1887-1985) recounts a pogrom he witnessed in Russia in 1917.
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