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.
Through some quirk of synchronicity, Hineni (Here I Am) has been following me around lately. It’s a phrase with a great deal of importance in Judaism. Biblically, it is used as an answer to a divine question: Moses says it to the burning bush, Abraham says it before he is instructed to sacrifice Isaac. The implication is […]
Hello from North Haven, twelve-and-a-half nautical miles from ferry terminal to ferry terminal on the continent we call North America! I’m thrilled and surprised to report that, despite wind gusts over 30 mph and torrential rain this morning, the power did not go out, at least at my house. The lights blinked a few times […]