“The voices of Jews and others whose positions are rooted in the right of Israel to exist as a state have been silenced. Following my remarks at the BDS round table, there was just one comment from the audience validating some of my points, but I received many private expressions of support and appreciation for my ‘courage.’ Several people told me it would be damaging to their careers to openly express opposition to the resolution.”
Source: Janet L. Freedman, “For the Women’s Studies Association, the BDS Vote Was Over Before It Began” (Forward)
I’m quite sure I no longer have the luxury of laughing off those who find anti-Semitism everywhere as misfits bringing the attitude on themselves, or about something not relevant to my life.
Source: Beth Kissileff, “Anti-Semitism and Me” (The Jewish Week)
Photo Credit: Reut Miryam Cohen
Every Friday My Machberet presents an array of Jewish-interest links, primarily of the literary variety.
- On the Forward site: Katherine Locke recommends “7 YA and Romance Novels for Jewish Book Month.” (The headline is a little misleading–for instance, the list includes Molly Antopol‘s The UnAmericans. And picture books. But. Still.)
- Big week at the day job: Fig Tree Books officially published a new edition of Edward Lewis Wallant’s classic novel The Pawnbroker. And Literary Hub published the accompanying new foreword by Dara Horn.
- If you follow me on Twitter you’ve probably already realized that I’m a devotee of Tablet‘s Unorthodox podcast. This week’s episode includes a “sneak preview” of Tablet‘s “about-to-drop” print magazine (which, of course, I’ve already subscribed to).
- Quick notes for those of you interested in reading new Jewish poetry on a regular basis. I think I’ve already pointed you to the Haaretz Poem of the Week feature. Also worth checking out: poetry published in Jewish Journal.
- And though I don’t plan to order a print for my own apartment’s walls, I did chuckle when I saw this cartoon in this week’s New Yorker.
Where once he had told me about the Jewish ritual practice of the bar mitzvah, he was largely MIA as I studied for mine. My mother toiled with all the financial and logistical preparations. Ultimately, he snuck into the synagogue and heard me daven. But he quietly absented himself from the party.
Source: Seth Gitell, “America’s Best: Raised By A Green Beret With PTSD” (HuffPost)