Category Archives: Politics

I watch every show on PBS Kids (except Caillou) so you don’t have to: Part 5

Hello from North Haven! Somehow it’s been a REALLY long time since I last wrote. Let’s see…Penrose turned 4, my entire house got norovirus just in time for opening night of my spring show, and both of our apple trees are in bloom for the first time ever! I want to wrap up the review […]

Happy Passover from the Frozen Chosen!

As always, reading from the Union Haggadahs passed down to me from my parents, via my maternal grandfather, I felt the connection not just to my family, but to my Ashkenazi ancestors and the whole Jewish faith and culture. I felt that connection radiate out through my friends and neighbors on North Haven, my adopted home.

Star Trek is 51 today – here’s why that matters

Planet Earth is a difficult place to be right now. Our place names – Charlottesville, Mumbai, Mexico City, Houston, Barbuda, Yemen, Syria, Mosul – conjure up devastation, whether human-made or nature’s wrath, and there’s not an end in sight. We seem ever more fragmented into microscopic factions. Maybe that’s why extraterrestrial goings-on are all the more appealing.

Celebrating Pride Month on an Island with a Three-Year-Old

For some of my students, a lot of the information and terminology they shared about the gender and sexuality spectra was brand new and even uncomfortable, but when we were all on the floor with a rainbow of markers making posters for the table at Belfast Pride, the fun outweighed the discomfort.

A Jewish Take on the Confederate Statue Removals

I’m caucasian and Jewish. My ancestors were making a go of it in the Pale of Settlement when the Civil War was raging over here. But I can imagine what seeing images of the Confederacy embraced and exalted by individuals and communities might feel like to someone who does have enslavement in their family history.

Peepers and Pesach: Signs of Renewal and, Finally, Spring

Reports of White House Spokesman Sean Spicer’s jaw-gapingly inappropriate comments comparing atrocities were bringing back that gasping, nauseous post-election feeling that had been starting to fade. But the peepers washed it away, leaving just a trace of discomfort, like the last trace of snow scribbled in the margins of the field.