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If Not Him, Who?

You can tell you’re at the Larry David play just by listening to the audience.  Someone complains that it’s too cold.  Another is outraged to hear that, should she have to get up to go to the bathroom, she won’t be readmitted until after the act break.  Phones are not turned off, and five minutes […]

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Clash of Civilizations Over a Chai in the Upper West Side

Being a Jew is exhausting.  There’s the self-loathing, the guilt, the language (which doesn’t even use Roman letters), and—for those of us born after 1948—the inescapable identification of Jewishness with Auschwitz.  Even the question of what it means to consider oneself a Jew is too complex for any reasonable person to try to answer completely.  […]

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