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Since almost everything opened yesterday, I have been scared to leave the house.  It seems like a no-brainer that everyone mixing together is going to create a wave – one like we have experienced numerous times in the past year.  

and tomorrow we’re going on the Israel Trail – mostly along the polluted beach.  I’m still recovering from our last visit to the beach.  It was just the beginning of the oil spill and the tar along the coast.  We don’t seem to be talking about the identity of the ship that perpetrated the crime because we are trying to make peace with our neighbors, but we’re really in trouble because we’re not containing the spill.  We’re just mopping up.  What’s more important? Turtles or peace?

 

february 22, 2021 – which masks for purim? Read Post »

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It’s been bothering me for years – the way Bibi has treated the democratic party for years.  As a fervent democrat (I went all the way with Adlai in 1952) my issue may initially have been swayed by party loyalty, but every time Netanyahu spit in the face of the democrat presidents I want to throw up. 

The past week was the worst.  After Biden made it clear by waiting a month to call Bibi (even though his government officials had been in conversations with Ganz and other officials from months), clearly hoping it would affect Bibi’s ability to manipulate their connection for the coming elections,  Bibi is trying to make book on this phone call.  One thing I’m sure of, Biden won’t consult with Bibi on the Iran deal.

 

february 20, 2021 – biden’s phone call to bibi Read Post »

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Last night, as the children picked tomatoes from our window sill in the middle of the storm, I was amazed by the power of this rain that was still much diminished from the night before.  And then, this morning, when I opened the window, and saw that still more tomatoes had ripened, this poem would not leave my mind.

There came a wind like a bugle
by
Emily Dickinson


Next
 

There came a wind like a bugle;
It quivered through the grass,
And a green chill upon the heat
So ominous did pass
We barred the windows and the doors
As from an emerald ghost;
The doom’s electric moccasin
That very instant passed.
On a strange mob of panting trees,
And fences fled away,
And rivers where the houses ran
Those looked that lived—that Day—
The bell within the steeple wild
The flying tidings whirled.
How much can come
And much can go,
And yet abide the world!

february 20, 2021 – Emily dickinson in tel aviv Read Post »

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this is only a draft, but something is going on with the internet and the computer, so i’m saving it here.  enjoy:

Soap opera

Lately I’ve been watching the washing machine.

It’s a scream the way one sock can get stuck to the door

As if it’s trying to escape, and the rest of the batch

Keeps trying to pull it back, back to conventional cleanliness.

Or are the working out how they can join the single hero

And free themselves from the rolling torture?

 

Eventually it loses, as do all the single individuals who

Only to live their life in a world as solitary souls

And I watch, knowing it will fail, and everything in a minute

Will go to the dryer.  And I will turn off the washer

And move to a more banal program on television.

february 22, 2021 – washing machine Read Post »

israeli politics

so i got so excited about the partisans last night i went back to review all the information i had gathered years ago about my aunt.  Yes, it was there: 

Malka Krawiets – Kaganovich
Birth country: Russia
Birth city: Lida
Birth date: Jan 1 1912
 
Occupation: Teacher
War organization: Not Indicated
War undergound: Not Indicated
War unit: Battalion Borba
Rank: Private
Job: Fighter (f)
Country of combat:
Region of combat: Liptshan Forest
City combat:
Framework of combat: Partisans
Death date: Jun 18 1944
Death place: Dyatlovo
Death reason: Fell in combat
Partisans

on this site in English 

 

 

February 15, 2021 – Malcah Kaganovich Read Post »