israeli politics

I kept thinking about freedom during the whole seder, and we discussed Ukraine with great spirit as we drink glass after glass of the most amazing wine.  How Russia is being ruined and the whole face of Europe will change as they free themselves from importing gas. Oh what a raucous evening.  

But then, as always, I cannot sleep after wine, and I listened to the last book of Lawrence Durrell’s Alexandria Quartet.  All night I thought of the flesh pots of Egypt and how I would probably not have wanted to join the freedom-seekers in the desert, would have probably slipped away from the group and begged the nearest neighbor to take me on as a slave.  Freedom has a very high price, and I might be able to talk big (with some wine in me) but don’t seem to have the character for fighting for it.

 

 

april 16, 2022 – post-seder Read Post »

israeli politics

I don’t know why this year has been so hard to get ready for passover, but I suspect it has something to do with the sense of helplessness in the face of the destruction in the Ukraine.  One tiny example:  I managed to fill at least 15 bags with stuff for refugees from the Ukraine, only to be told that there is no more demand for bedding and clothing – not because there are no more people in need, but that there is no way to get to them.  There are countless other examples of helplessness, but I’m too exhausted to go through them and I am sure you too are experiencing that sense – about the environment, government, safety, the needs of others, the desire to give, to love, to help…. 

april 14, 2022 – getting ready Read Post »

israeli politics

a friend sent me a picture and reminded me of how much i always suffered through my mother’s famous gefilte fish, even as every one else absolutely loved every bite.  So I made it into a card…

 

 

 

Pretty much everything else my mother made was absolutely delicious to me – from her amazing soup with yoich, to her taiglach.  Of course on passover there was always her matzo meal cake.  My niece asked me for her recipes long ago and I’d forgotten them, but now I’m remembering and I’ll begin to post them soon.

april 13, 2022 – Read Post »

israeli politics

The first time I did a colonoscopy was 35 years ago in Long Island and my father was discovered to have colon cancer.  Since my mother’s father had died of it, I agreed to the procedure.  An indifferent doctor gave me just enough anesthetic to feel no pain but hear every word of his conversation with his nurse – the jist of it was the renovation of his kitchen and the kind of marble top he wanted for his counter.  After the procedure he had no time to tell me, but left a note that he had removed 2 polyps and I was okay. 

That’s why I waited a decade or so when I got back to Israel to allow a repetition of the procedure.  Then it was in the hospital, and as I lay waiting to be brought into the operating room, I heard the doctor inform the man in the next room the patient that he was sorry but his cancer had returned. 

Again I had two polyps and was reminded as I was waking up that I had seen my father hospitalized at the last moment from an ulcerated polyp, so I better getting over listening to what doctors say and just keep repeating the process for my own good.  So I tried some private doctor’s clinic one year (when my step-daughter had to back up an entire block to get to his house and we had a good laugh about that), and different clinics – every three years.  One was with Ezi who went first and wasn’t given enough anesthesia, so as I waited to be rolled in I heard him screaming, “I FEEL IT – IT HURTS!” When I got into the operating room right after, I heard myself scream, I WANT MY WHOLE DOSE AND WHATEVER YOU SKIMPED ON HIM.  Pain makes one narcissistic.

Finally I wound up with a kind, discreet, and efficient health clinic gastroenterolist and stayed with him for over a decade.  But  today was my last one, and it was the least traumatic.  This time when the pre-op nurse went through my tests, praising the results, and then saying the same thing to the man next door, I laughed out loud, and when the operating nurse answered my inquiry about her name with “Ruba,”  I said “tasharafna” – an inappropriately formal way of saying “nice to meet you” in Arabic – and she laughed.  The doctor announced the removal of my 2 polyps and we said farewell for the last time.  Whatever happens now I’ve already outlived my father and my grandfather.  And I’m going to make sure my kids take care because both of their grandfathers…

 

april 12, 2022 – colonoscopy Read Post »

israeli politics

What did I learn from the speech of the knesset member Aimen Odeh urging Arab army soldiers to throw their weapons into the faces of the Israelis?   That he sees us as Russians destroying the freedom fighting Ukrainians.   Even though I agree that we should not be in the West Bank, I think he would have done better for the Arab people had he tried to reduce the reasons Israel is being more aggressive.   But I really wish Ahmed Tibi was working with the government, it is a tragedy for me that he got fed up years ago.  I fear that for him it is too late,  and I hope it is not too late for us all to come together.

april 11,2022 – too late Read Post »

israeli politics

Three funerals today for the guys who were killed on Thursday evening.  One after the other.  I imagine the terrorist watching them from the bench opposite the bar,  picking them out as the first to kill, then emptying his gun on the whoever’s nearby.  And not only is he responsible for the three dead, he’s also responsible for the trigger-nervous soldiers who are killing anyone they see as threatening to them.  So there are funerals on both sides.  And who knows how many more there will be.

april 10, 2022 – funerals Read Post »

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The only prep on my mind is the one for my colonoscopy on tuesday.  The instructions are so complicated they can only be followed by those who are anal retentive, but their purpose is the opposite.  Anyway as soon as I’m finished with that we’ll start cooking.  then maybe I’ll share a recipe for my potato kugel.

april 10, 2022 – passover prep Read Post »

israeli politics

Did you ever really understand the principle of “An eye for an eye” – We’re not only mourning the loss of three very important men – men who contributed a great deal to those around them – but we’re wondering what the hell could be accomplished by killing and injuring a bunch of peaceniks.  The situation of the people of Jenin could not be helped by the number of terrorist attacks.  The tens of thousands of workers who snuck through the fence knew that the holes in the fence were intentional – and now will be ‘repaired.’  The family of the terrorist who, apparently helped plan the attack, will have their house blown up and they will have to continue to hide out or be arrested for a long time.  And Dizengoff Street will continue to be the center of pleasure for Tel Aviv. What possible good could it have done?

april 9, 2022 – life goes on Read Post »