blood tests - 1.7.26
I know this isn’t the place to tell you this, but I am so happy with my repeat blood tests I’m celebrating everywhere I can. they were scary last week – the same results as ten years ago when i was hospitalized. I couldn’t get hold of a doctor (except the one on call, who pooh-poohed my fears and told me to take the tests again), didn’t want to risk Emergency because i wasn’t thinking straight, and decided to take the antibiotics i had stashed away exactly for this kind of emergency. And today I took the tests again and everything is back to normal. Maybe I was just all dried out, maybe there was a mistake in the tests, but I feel so much better I know I had something that the antibiotics fought.
The isolation was the worst – not having someone take responsibility for me.
return of the flu - 1.6.26
I’m sure you have heard enough from me about the flu – but it’s back again.And a friend in NY wants me to go to a flu rehab hotel in the city. I’ve always trusted the docs here, but lately – with our brain drain – I’m trusting the docs less and less. But I’m not doing to a flu rehab in NY because my experiences there have not been better… not lately. somehow i feel that we’ve lost the direction of progress in medicine lately.
but it could be the fever talking
In Every Generation
jan 15, 2026
7:30 p.m. – jerusalem time
Simon Lichman, Ann Bar-Dov, Michael Kagan, and Karen Alkalay-Gut — four members of the Israel Association of Writers in English.
write me for the zoom link a gut22@tau.ac.il
mourning - 1.5.26
We went to see the deconstruction of the camp of the hostages and their families. Next to the museum, the library and the courthouse, the yellow chairs stacked up, the flags in a pile, the signs praying for the release of the body of the last hostage. Everything pointed not to the end of a chapter, but the beginning of a release to mourn.

I have told you before, haven’t I, that we are all in shock – every one in this country in one form or another. This change signals a form of metamorphosis.
short walk - 1.4.26
took a short walk down King George St. this evening. It’s a sleezy street, but always fascinating. second hand clothing, felafel, independent pharmacies…
We wound up at Brooklyn Pizza where we had corn beef pizza –
I woule have enjoyed it more if i hadn’t become exhausted at the short walk. It really made me realize how powerful my flu was. There was so much to tempt me and no energy to buy.
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crowded restaurants - 1.3.26
When our friends suggested we meet for lunch on saturday it seemed impossible to me. It must be the busiest time of the week, except maybe for Friday night. But she called back to say we would meet at “Amora Mia,” and I thought – she is such a distinguished woman with very high standards. how could she be choosing a place to meet that sounds like a kitschy dive?
But it turned out to be much better than the mid-priced restaurant we ordered from last week when i finally broke down and refused to cook.
Because I’m horribly anemic after this flu I ordered liver again and it was perfect. last week’s uncooked liver went to the cat. And we even threw out the desserts. This time everything was perfect, and even the noise didn’t bother us. We reveled in a friendship of more than fifty years and the joy of being together.
As another friend said to me yesterday, Shabbat is always shabbat in Israel, no matter how you celebrate it.
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rape denial? Are you kidding? - 1.2.26
I didn’t talk about being raped for a long time. I was threatened, I was bullied, and I was scared. And when I did talk about it, I was criticized as weak, participatory, encouraging, stupid, and a complainer.
That’s why I wasn’t surprised that the whole issue of the massive rapes and other sexual crimes (hatcheting off breasts, rapes with klatches, etc. ) were denied. The rapists may have filmed it all, but they deny it now, and the victims are mostly dead.
But I was shocked to find the issue still begin debated. Come on, we know what happened.
So I’m copying this letter I got today:
Dear Friend, Recently, I was made aware that Writers Against the War on Gaza (WAWOG) has again called for the retraction of the NYT story “Screams Without Words.” They do so in a reprehensible Instagram post that engages in rape denial. I was surprised to see that you are a signatory to this effort, and I expect that you lent your name to this organization early in the war and have since stopped paying attention to their campaigns. I’m asking you to pay attention now and decide if you still want to be a signatory. Why Now, After Two Years?Romi Gonen, who was held hostage for over 470 days, gave a detailed interview of her experiences while being a captive in Gaza that aired on Israeli TV on December 25th. Here is an excerpt from that hour long interview, which you can view here. But of course, all the trigger warnings. I haven’t been able to watch it for more than a few minutes at a time. It’ll probably be weeks before I’m able to finish it. Here is a brief, relevant clip: It is not coincidental that WAWOG has re-upped their call for the NYT to retract the story detailing the systemic use of sexual violence by Hamas. It is clearly an attempt to discredit not just that reporting, but the stories of Roni Gonen and other former hostages who have made similar reports. Is This Really Rape Denial?Yes. Here are the ways in which this is, on its face, a case of rape denial. 1. The Language of “Atrocity Propaganda”Cited Language: WAWOG and its signatories frequently refer to Screams Without Words as “atrocity propaganda,” “scurrilously reported,” and “immediately debunked.”
2. The Accusation of “Manufactured Consent”Cited Language: The campaign asserts that the article “manufactured consent for genocide” and was used to “launder genocide.”
3. The “Fabrication” NarrativeCited Language: The posts often claim the story is “questionable, if not fabricated” and demand a full “retraction.”
4. Weaponizing “Forensic Gaps”Cited Language: The critique heavily focuses on the “lack of forensic evidence” (e.g., rape kits, autopsies) to argue the story is false.
What am I Asking of You?This letter does not ask you to abandon your position on the war. It asks you to recognize that the Instagram post in particular, and other social media posts by WAWOG, traffics in rape denial, and it asks you to consider whether or not you really want to be a signatory to rape denial. It implores you to consider what it would mean—for your readers, your colleagues, and for survivors everywhere—if you chose instead to affirm that rape and sexual torture on October 7 did happen, that they are unacceptable no matter who commits them, and that no just cause is advanced by denying or minimizing that truth. I’m not asking you to tell me whether or not you did remove your name, and I’m not going to go back to check (in part, to be honest, because I suspect WAWOG simply won’t reply and won’t remove your name). I’m not making an ultimatum or a threat. I’m just asking you to recognize Roni Gonen’s humanity, and the humanity of all the Israeli victims of Hamas’s violence, just as I have all along recognized the humanity of the Palestinians harmed and killed in this war. Welcome to the horrible reality of armed conflict: you cannot stand on any side and walk away unstained by the bloodshed. Denying the violence only makes you dishonest, not clean. You’re currently a free subscriber to Writing Family Histories. For the full experience, upgrade your subscription. © 2026 Sarah Einstein |
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