The Nauseating Attraction to Mussolini’s Legacy

The Nauseating Attraction to Mussolini’s Legacy

MAGA We all know what those initials stand for. Some of us aren’t willing to say the full phrase out loud, many of us can’t stomach the individual who spouts it at any given opportunity, but most of us don’t know that this “concept” was...
On trying to lead a Jewish life in Israel

On trying to lead a Jewish life in Israel

I’ve lived in Israel for almost thirty years and I still haven’t figured it out. Although Jewish by birth, by history, by practice (back in the States)–there are times here in Israel, that I feel primarily Jewish by association. When I came here as a...
One more giant leap backward

One more giant leap backward

​I typed in “Tree of Life Pittsburgh.” The “thinking” swirl came on the screen of the search window for a second before being replaced by a network of  streets near Pittsburgh labeled: Squirrel Hill. Squirrel Hill. The gears and cogs in my head...
I wrote a book…

I wrote a book…

I wrote a book. Count those words. There are only four. Such a simple sentence. But in reality, they add up to something quite monumental—at least in my life. I’ve got a real urge to climb the tallest mountain and shout them out to the high heavens: “I wrote a book!”...
Giro d’Italia/Israel

Giro d’Italia/Israel

For whatever reason, most people agree that everything Italian, is, automatically, bellissimo. It doesn’t matter whether one’s referring to the linguini, the gelato, the focaccia, or the pizza; whether to those tiny little cafés that specialize in...