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Jews Against the War

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The title says it all. Go to http://jewsagainstthewar.org and sign the petition. Check to see if your rabbi has signed. If not, make ’em!

November 27, 2007 at 9:45 pm Leave a comment

Are they kidding?!

Check out the newest piece of schlock in the world of December marketing – MenorahMate. (OK, I admit it – I’m just jealous I didn’t think of it)

November 24, 2007 at 11:32 pm 2 comments

Marvin H. Spiegel, z”l

Me and DadThe last real conversation I had with my father was on Monday the 18th. The Colts were playing Cincinnati on Monday night football and I was at a conference in California. I called at half time and we talked about the game (the Colts won by the way!). He didn’t sound very good. The next day, Jerry called and confirmed dad was his failing.

Several of my colleagues at the conference knew what was going on. When I shared that I was leaving early, one rabbi friend asked if I was going to do my dad’s funeral. I said “of course – who else!?” She speculated that it could be both fulfilling and overwhelming. I thought about her statement on the plane home. I have done many funerals and while I wouldn’t say they’re enjoyable, it’s a comfortable role. I concluded most of this would be a positive experience. However, I’ve been dreading this part, hesped – the eulogy. Please bear with me.

Rabbi Alvin Fine writes in a poem, Birth is a beginning, and death a destination. Judaism is clear that we don’t know what comes after death. So far, no one’s come back to tell us what’s next. For us it’s not appropriate to say that my dad’s in a better place. He’s not – this is the better place.

We do though, believe in eternal life. When we speak of someone who has died we say “zichronah livrachah, may their memory be a blessing.” My father will live as long as we remember him. And we will remember him, because he is part of each of us. He is a part of each of my children, and he will be part of their children, and their children’s children.

My wife often says, “You sound just like your father!” She says that a lot. Most of the time it’s not a complement. Nevertheless, in many ways I am just like my dad. I read the ads in the Sunday paper, I love cars and airplanes, I complain a lot, and I’m always right. We’re alike, but we certainly didn’t agree about everything. For example, I don’t think the Wall Street Journal is the authority on every subject, nor do I quote it – ad nauseum. In fact, the only times I’ve read it was when my father would send me an article. I would always read these because I knew I’d disagree – and then I’d call him to tell him so and convince him that I was right and the Wall Street Journal was wrong. These memories – are how he will live on.

I see my father in my children. In many ways they are like their grandpa. They are all adventurous, fun-seeking, love to laugh and giggle, opinionated, bold, stubborn, bull in the china shop tenacious, and sneaky and conniving (in a playful way). They will help me remember him. One of my favorite movie lines comes from Lies My Father Told Me. Zaida tells Davey, “Death ends a life, not a relationship.”

Many of my colleagues – rabbis, pastors and priests – acknowledge that they had pastoral mentors. They say that someone in their lives showed them how to treat people. This will sound corny, but my mentor was my father. I learned how to care for people by watching my father do it.

My father’s bedside manor was unique – and amazing. I don’t think I realized this until I was an adult and visited doctors for my own health. He treated his patients with respect, humor, honesty, candor and sincerity. And it seemed to me that he genuinely cared about them. Unlike other specialties, my father would work with patients for weeks, months, and sometimes years. He would form relationships with them that seemed to be mutual. He was an excellent clinician but I think an even better people person. The Reverend Doctor John Maxwell says,”The basis of life is people and how they relate to each other. The best way to become the person that others are drawn to is to develop qualities that we are attracted to in one another.” I think my dad knew this innately.

However, in his own words, he could also be a real “horse’s ass.” He hated administration and bureaucracy and never quite understood why he couldn’t “just be a doctor.” While he trusted and liked almost anyone, he also did not suffer fools gladly.

He was incurably humble. I’ve had more then a few people tell me that the Patricia Neal Rehabilitation Center is what it is because of my father, its founding director. But you will find little or no acknowledgement of that from the people there, unless they happened to have been there during his tenure. I think my father believed his legacy was in his deeds and the lives of the patients he touched, not his name on the wall. Well dad, I’m trying to emulate your humility but I seem to have much more difficulty with that then you did!

The Talmud says that in a eulogy, it is permitted to imply that the deceased was more generous and pious than he really was. I think it’s hard for a son to know if he’s exaggerating when speaking of his father. You who knew him, his friends and colleagues, can judge that better then I. One talmudic rabbi said to his future eulogizer, “Give warm expression to your feelings when you eulogize me for I shall be present there.” Dad, I hope you’re OK with this.

Last week while mindlessly standing in line waiting to get on the return flight from California, I had my headphones on and was half listening to music. A song by Jackson Browne came on – one I’ve probably heard dozens of times. But this time I heard it differently. I was stunned how poignantly it described my father and what I think would be his charge to us.

Keep a fire burning in your eye

Pay attention to the open sky

You never know what will be coming down.

I don’t remember losing track of you

You were always dancin’ in and out of view

I must have thought you’d always be around,

Always keeping things real by playing the clown – Now you’re nowhere to be found.

I don’t know what happens when people die

I can’t seem to grasp it as hard as I try

It’s like a song I can hear playing right in my ear that I can’t sing,

I can’t help listening.

And I can’t help feeling stupid standing round

Crying as they ease you down

‘cause I know that you’d rather we were dancing

Dancing our sorrow away.

No matter what fate chooses to play, there’s nothing you can do about it anyway.

Just do the steps that you’ve been shown

By everyone you’ve ever known

Until the dance becomes your very own

No matter how close to yours another’s steps have grown

In the end there is one dance you’ll do alone.

Keep a fire for the human race

Let your prayers go drifting into space

You never know what will be coming down.

Perhaps a better world is drawing near

And just as easily it could all disappear

Along with whatever meaning you might have found

Don’t let the uncertainty turn you around

Go on and make a joyful sound.

Into a dancer you have grown

From a seed somebody else has thrown

Go on ahead and throw some seeds of your own,

And somewhere between the time you arrive and the time you go

May lie a reason you were alive

But you’ll never know.

I do know that my father’s pain is finally over. While there are times I can’t imagine living without him around, I’m grateful that his pain is finished – and his memory is a blessing.

January 2, 2007 at 9:06 pm 1 comment

A Day Without Jews

Bill Maher at his best! http://www.arsprod.com/files/adaywithout.wmv

June 20, 2006 at 11:11 pm Leave a comment

Crawford Texas by Rabbi Arthur Waskow

Dear Friends,

I’m back from a lightning trip to “Camp Casey” in Crawford, Texas, just outside the Bush vacation ranch.

Before I tell you the story of my trip, here’s an Email I received, after getting back home:

<< Dear Rabbi Waskow:

<< Thank you so much for coming to Crawford to participate in the service on Friday with all of us military and gold star families who are continuing to demand answers while Cindy is away tending to her mother.

<< If there is such a thing as being too angry to cry, that’s what I’ve been for the last two and a half years, but this service moved me to tears and for that I thank you.

<< Many of the participants who I spoke with afterward expressed the same feeling I’ve had, that our own places of worship have been silent about this war, and that has compounded our sense of alienation.

<< Having our government betray us by sending our loved ones to fight and die in this immoral war is bad enough, but then hearing silence from the very community that should be crying out in indignation is almost too much to bear. Of course, this is not true across the board but for too many of us this has been our experience.

<< This is why I am so grateful to you and all the others who led the service. You did a wonderful thing in coming to Crawford to pray with us.

<< Sincerely yours,
P— V—
(the one who asked to hold your hand as we processed)>>
*********************

So if at first I wasn’t entirely sure why I went to Crawford, now I know.

How can we respond to these events? One way is to talk with our own religious leaders, friends, fellow-congregants. Notice “P— V—“‘s outcry about religious silence.

The other way is to address our elected officials. For that, I have some suggestions close to the end of this letter. If you need to jump ahead, here’s the click:

http://www.demaction.org/dia/organizations/tsc/campaign.jsp?campaign_KEY=1124

And here’s part of the story: (The whole thing is on my Weblog at our Home Page:

http://www.shalomctr.org

When I got home last Wednesday night after a vigil in support of “Camp Casey” sponsored by a nearby church in Philadelphia, I found a message awaiting me from Glenn Smith, the devoted organizer of a religiously-rooted national antiwar bus tour who lives in Austin. His message, confirmed by a conversation with Rev. Bob Edgar, head of the National Council of Churches, invited me to take part in a multireligious service at Camp Casey in Crawford, at noon on Friday.

So I went. What I found at “Peace House” in Crawford was a crew of Texans whose quiet peace-organizing outfit had been transformed in the last two weeks to the nerve center of a national movement.

Homely notes – “Please shut the door. We can’t afford to air-condition all of Texas.” Delicious food made by local housewives, ranging from Texas barbecue to a vegetarian Iraqi delicacy, made by an Iraqi-American in town.

Cindy’s mother in California had suffered a stroke, wasn’t speaking. Cindy herself had flown to see her. May the gentle strength, the boldness and bravery she taught her daughter, flower in her own life and in all our lives.)

When I arrived, I joined a planning session of other clergy who were planning the noon service. All were Protestants, mostly men but a few women; one was a Methodist bishop. A dozen pastors from Texas, others from the East and West Coasts. Some had driven for a couple of days to reach Crawford.

They asked me to start off the service with a “lament” after three minutes of silence of memorial for the dead. So I actually went to the Book of Lamentations, chose four or five verses I thought especially apropos, and prepared to chant them in English, using the special mournful melodic trope for Eicha.

And I added the same expanded “Oseh shalom” I had used back home at the vigil on Wednesday evening.

Then would come prayers by the various ministers from the Psalms, from the Gospels, from the heart.

Up the road near the Bush ranch was Camp Casey itself, just a short strip of asphalt, part of a narrow, dusty road. So narrow a road that when a car came by, the police bull-horned us to walk in the ditch so the traffic could pass.

Lining the ditches alongside the road were hundreds of crosses and at least one Magen David, for Lt. Seth Dvorin who was killed in February 2004. His photograph showed a tall, broad, open-faced man with a big smile.

Now he’s dead.

May he rest in peace in the world beyond, and may his death awaken us to the need for peace in this world right here.

So at noon we created our dusty, hot “procession” and service and heartfelt memorials to the dead – and afterwards, we schmoozed – the Texans, the clergy, and the survivors.

Then as evening came on, the camp was moved still closer to the Bush ranch, so close that to get there you have to pivot to the left at a stake-out of Secret Service guarding the President from seeing or meeting the people whose sons and daughters he sent to die for a “noble cause” he cannot explain to them.

— Into a big tent rented with small donations that are pouring in from around the country, emplaced on an acre of farm offered by a local man who is the cousin of the angry neighbor who fired a shotgun dangerously at/near the vigillers. Farmer Fred Mattlage was evidently doing penance on behalf of his family. Now THAT’S “family values” in the old-fashioned way! And besides, he’s a veteran — and he thinks it’s a bad war.

And in the tent, on Friday night, there were folk songs and prayers and a visit from three African-American daughters of the South who had lost sons in Iraq – accompanied by Rev. Joseph Lowrey of Dr. King’s Southern Christian Leadership Conference, still talking the – outmoded?? – language of The Beloved Community.

Below are the verses from Lamentations, Eicha, that I chanted. Some are very slightly “midrashified”; I trust God and the author of Eicha won’t mind too much. And then the “Oseh shalom” prayer I used.

What can we do now?

One impact of Cindy Sheehan’s boldness has been to crystallize the deep doubt and disgust now endemic throughout America about the war. That opens up space for elected political leaders to take their own kind of gutsy stand.

So Senator Russ Feingold of Wisconsin, God bless him — he was the only Senator to vote against the “Patriot” Act, and he battled all the party bosses to insist on new rules for campaign financing — has spoken out to demand that all US troops be brought safely home from Iraq.

Says the Washington Post (page 3, Thursday Aug 18):

<< Sen. Russell Feingold (D-Wis.) called on the White House yesterday to withdraw all U.S. forces from Iraq by the end of next year and criticized fellow Democrats for being too “timid” in challenging the Bush administration’s war policy.

<>

You don’t have to be a Democrat to thank him and support him. You just have to reread that letter from “P — V— .”

Please fax him by clicking here:

http://www.demaction.org/dia/organizations/tsc/campaign.jsp?campaign_KEY=1124

And though we are supplying a VERY short “model” letter, PLEASE add your own words; MAKE THE LETTER YOUR OWN in some way.

If you feel comfortable making clear your own religious and moral value system – please do. – It could be important to counter the widespread assumption that the only real moral values in America are right-wing.

A little down the road, it might make sense to write other Senators as well. But we think the first task is to make clear to Senator Feingold that many of us support him.

And remember what “P—- V—-” wrote. Speak out yourself in the name of God, and ask your religious colleagues, friends, congregants to do the same.

Here is what I chanted from the Book of Lamentations:

Eicha!! – How lonely sits the city,
Once filled with life and joy,
Now sorrowful.

My eyes fill with grief
At the fate of the youth in my city.

I call on Your name, O God,
You Who are the Breath of Life;
For you have seen all their malice,
Their whispers and murmurs against me.

May You come near to say –
Do not fear!
Do not close Your ear to my outcry
But give me relief.

And then I recited, first in English and then in Hebrew:

May You Who make peace in the ultimate reaches of the universe teach us to make peace within ourselves and between each other — among all the families of Abraham, all the families of the human race, and all the forms of life that You have created on our planet;

May You bring near the day when strength and gentleness are woven together;

May You give gentle strength to all who today dare to face those leaders who make war — as long ago the midwives faced Pharaoh and the prophets faced kings;

— And may You give such leaders the wisdom not only to hear and see face-to-face the pain of those stricken by war, but to bring that suffering to an end by doing Your will and making peace.

Oseh shalom bimromav, hu yaaseh shalom alenu, v’al kol Yisrael, v’al kol Yishmael, v’al kol yoshvei teyvel.

With blessings of shalom,
Arthur

August 24, 2005 at 4:49 pm Leave a comment

Academic Freedom As A Shield for Anti-Semitism

by Mitchell Bard (from The Journal of the James Madison Institute)

The one place in America where anti-Semitism is still considered acceptable is in the university. The mantra of academic freedom has become a license for the sanctioning of teachings and forums that are anti-Israel and often cross the line to anti-Semitic.

For the last several years, for example, an anti-Semitic forum has been held by the Palestine Solidarity Movement. In 2004, the conference was held at Duke University. Organizers were asked to sign an innocuous statement before the event calling for a civil debate that would “condemn the murder of innocent civilians,” “support a two-state solution,” and “recognize the difference between disagreement and hate speech,” but refused to do so. By hosting a group that could not bring itself to object to the murder of Jews, Duke gave their views legitimacy.

For the most part, the Jewish community accepts that this is a matter of free speech and is afraid to do anything that might suggest an effort to stifle what is actually hate speech. If the conference were attacking African-Americans, however, Al Sharpton and Jesse Jackson would undoubtedly protest, students would take over the administration building, and no one would suggest that it was inappropriate to bar a racist conference. The administration of the university would cave in like a house of cards. You would not hear pious invocations of academic freedom. This is why you rarely see attacks on other minorities on college campuses, and when you do, the response is usually swift and severe. But Jews are considered fair game.

Anti-Semitism on the campus is more subtle than swastikas painted on Hillels. The attacks on the Jewish people most commonly are manifested in discussions about Israel.

Some would argue that I’m objecting to legitimate criticism of Israel. But that is not what I’m talking about. There is a clear distinction between criticism of Israeli policy, which you can read every day in any Israeli newspaper, and anti-Semitism in which the attacks against Israel challenge its right to exist, or attacks that target Israel among all other nations for special criticism, as in the case of the current divestment movement being mounted on various campuses across the country.

Divestment proponents try to equate Israel with apartheid South Africa, which was the target of a divestment campaign aimed at ending racial segregation there. This is an offensive comparison that ignores the fact that all Israeli citizens are equal under the law. Moreover, the divestment campaign against South Africa was specifically directed at companies that were using that country’s racist laws to their advantage. In Israel, no such racist laws exist; moreover, companies doing business there adhere to the same standards of equal working rights that are applied in the United States.

Harvard University President Lawrence Summers observed that the divestment efforts are anti-Semitic. “Profoundly anti-Israel views are increasingly finding support in progressive intellectual communities,” Summers warned. “Serious and thoughtful people are advocating and taking actions that are anti-Semitic in their effect, if not their intent.” Part of the problem is the failure of the university to teach critical thinking skills.

Students, especially self-described liberals, want to look at the issues in a seemingly neutral fashion — on the one hand, Palestinians do bad things, but, on the other, so do the Israelis — even if the facts are not symmetrical. And it is unlikely that students are going to find faculty who can teach them to make moral or factual distinctions because most colleges have no one who can teach the history of Israel. In fact, most of the faculty teaching about the Middle East today are openly hostile toward Israel — and it is these professors who shape the campus environment and the minds of students.

In an address on the subject of academic freedom, Columbia University President Lee Bollinger spoke about the need for faculty to “resist the allure of certitude, the temptation to use the podium as an ideological platform, to indoctrinate a captive audience, to play favorites with the like-minded, and silence the others.”

Many faculty, however, do not resist temptation; rather, they embrace their position as an ideological platform. One unique aspect of the bias related to Israel is the tendency for faculty in courses and disciplines completely unrelated to the history and politics of the conflict to inject their anti-Israel views into their classes. For instance, an anthropology professor at American University used as a text a comic book that was in the vein of the anti-Semitic Nazi publication Der Sturmer. Indeed, to get a sense of the academic environment nowadays, consider these
examples:

  • Prior to the U.S. invasion of Iraq, 1,500 academics signed a petition warning of a possible impending “crime against humanity” — that Israel would expel large numbers of Palestinians during the fog of the Iraq war.
  • A Columbia University professor argued that Zionism is a European colonial system based on racist principles with the goal of eradicating Palestine, and that Zionists are the new Nazis.
  • At American University, a professor crossed out the word “Israel” on a student’s exam and wrote in the margin, “Zionist entity.”

Columbia’s President Bollinger wants to retain the myth of the purity of the ivory tower, but he left out what has become a far greater influence on the university than scholarship, and that is money. Columbia, for instance, happily (some might say greedily) took money from the United Arab Emirates, among others, to endow a chair in Middle East studies named after the virulently anti-Israel Palestinian professor Edward Said (whose field was literature, not Middle East studies), thereby institutionalizing an anti-Israel faculty position on the campus. Predictably, the chair was filled by an outspoken critic of Israel, Rashid Khalidi.

Legality is not the issue in evaluating the anti-Israel, sometimes anti-Semitic speeches and teachings of faculty and speakers on campus. No one questions that freedom of speech allows these people to stand up in the center of campus and howl at the moon if they want. The issue is whether this type of speech should be given the cover of “academic freedom” and granted legitimacy by the university through funding, publicity, or use of facilities.

A related question is whether the presentations are in any way academic or scholarly. Few people would claim that a conference in which anti-black sentiments were expressed would be protected by academic freedom. The same is true for criticism of women, as we’re seeing at Harvard where some faculty want to run President Summers out of town for suggesting there might be a genetic difference between men and women that explains differences in performance in hard sciences.

One of the other ironies of the free speech debate on campus is that those who abuse it argue they have the right to say whatever pops into their heads, but no one should be permitted to criticize them. To suggest that a professor’s views are wrong or their scholarship is faulty is to engage in McCarthyism. You don’t even need to criticize these professors’ views to drive them to apoplexy; just try to tape their lectures so that their views are documented. Better yet, test their commitment to freedom of the press by asking them to allow reporters to film or tape their lectures.

The campus demagogues and pseudo scholars have no problem imposing their views on students over whom they have almost complete power, but they are terrified of what might happen if the media or real scholars — people who are not their subordinates — have the opportunity to scrutinize their teachings.

I don’t believe that we can or should silence everyone whose views we object to, but it is perfectly reasonable to question the scholarly credentials of the people expressing them, and the basis for their arguments. No science faculty would hire a professor from the Flat Earth Society to teach courses suggesting the earth is flat, but social science departments allow professors to teach the equivalent, at least as it pertains to Israel.

To change the culture that currently fosters the abuse of academic freedom will not be easy. Universities oppose any outside monitoring, but their internal methods of accountability have proven inadequate. The only strategy that is likely to have success in forcing change is to focus on the economic interests of the university.

Although universities’ mission statements include eloquent expressions of their dedication to the advancement of higher learning through teaching, research, and service, there is no doubt that our nation’s universities respond to economic incentives. Therefore, those economic incentives could be used to encourage the nation’s universities to return to a definition of academic freedom that protects legitimate scholarly inquiry but does not shield ideological agendas.

Furthermore, if major donors withhold funds and make clear that support will be contingent on the university adhering to standards that do not allow for academic abuses or the tolerance of bigotry of any kind, progress can be made toward accomplishing the goal set out by the American Association of University Professors in 1915, namely, to train students to think for themselves.

Mitchell Bard is the Executive Director of the nonprofit American-Israeli Cooperative
Enterprise (AICE) and a foreign policy analyst who lectures frequently on U.S.-Middle East policy. Dr. Bard is also the director of the Jewish Virtual Library (www.JewishVirtualLibrary.org). Dr.Bard is the author of 17 books.

July 18, 2005 at 9:13 pm Leave a comment

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