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As a boy, he found God at the synagogue. Then he discovered classical music – Haaretz

Posted By on December 20, 2021

STOCKHOLM Jacob Mhlrad used to be a bad student. A very bad student. Because he suffered from dyslexia, he had difficulty reading and writing, and at school they thought he was unmotivated and lacked proper learning skills. Although he came from a middle-class Jewish family living in an affluent neighborhood in west Stockholm, he was seen as a problematic child. A lonely boy, he suffered from panic attacks and depression at the age of 9, disturbed his teachers in the classroom and got into fights in the schoolyard. All that was accompanied by other, physical health problems.

Today Mhlrad, who grew up in an assimilated Jewish home, is considered one of the worlds most promising young classical composers. At the age of 30, he is the youngest composer to have written for the Royal Swedish Opera. Beyond that, he has been commissioned to create works for the leading orchestras and choirs in Sweden, where he has also won scholarships and awards, his music has been performed in concert halls all around the world, including Carnegie Hall in New York and this year an album containing four of his choral works was released by Deutsche Grammophon.

While he has been called a wunderkind on several occasions, as a young boy Mhlrad was not interested in music at all. That all changed when he was 15. The trigger for that may be familiar to people who grew up in Israel (and other countries) in the last 40 or so years: an episode of the classic, animated French television series Once Upon a Time, created and produced by Albert Barill, which was broadcast on educational channels in the 1980s and 90s.

The TV was on and suddenly I heard music. It was a work by Bach, Mhlrad recalls in an interview with Haaretz at a local cafe. I heard it as something spiritual and it affected me deeply. One day I heard my sister, Hannah, playing the piano. She was a good student, I wasnt; she played the piano, and I didnt. I was just looking at her and tried to imagine what it felt like to play like that. She played a Bach prelude. I remember wanting to feel that way too. That summer, my father had a broken electric keyboard that my sister once received for Hanukkah, repaired. At first, it didnt interest me at all, but eventually I started playing around with it. It was easier for me to connect to a plastic instrument than to a shiny, polished piano. My mother suggested that I take a lesson with my sisters teacher, Regina Steinboch. At first I resisted, but eventually I took a lesson and I was immediately hooked.

At first, Mhlrad experimented with his new toy. I pressed a button that started a pre-programmed piece, he remembers. It was a familiar work by Mozart, Rondo Alla Turca (the final movement of the Piano Sonata No. 11). I tried to play it myself, to find the right keys, and I did it. It was easy, I just played it. Then I showed the piano teacher. She laughed at the weird way I played it. I almost felt like a clown. She talked to my mother and told her what every Jewish mother wants to hear that her son was very talented. My mother was always very supportive of me. But I wanted to learn more, and I wanted to learn faster. When I watched Once Upon a Time on TV again, I asked my teacher the name of the piece that opens it. She said it was Johann Sebastian Bachs Toccata and Fugue in D minor. When I asked if she could teach me how to play it, she explained that the piece was written for organ and that I could play it in perhaps five years. It needs to be done step by step, she explained. But I hate doing things step by step. Ive never done anything step by step. She said that I couldnt learn it without reading sheet music, I said I could mimic her fingers and she claimed that that way, it would take forever. We finally agreed that wed try to do it my way and if it didnt work out, wed do it hers.

In the next lesson she arrived with the piano arrangement of the piece. She played the first phrase and then I imitated her. I played it several times and asked to move on. I didnt know what a scale was and I didnt read notes, but I recognized the shapes and structures intuitively and saw their logic. I learned the piece in the same way youd memorize a lot of phone numbers. It took about two months, I practiced with etudes. Finally, I completed the piece and even played it successfully at a student concert. After that, I studied Chopins Impromptu Fantasy. Regina tried to teach me to read the music, but I resisted again because I didnt want to feel stupid like I did at school.

As a teenager, his teacher introduced Mhlrad to Staffan Scheja, one of Swedens leading classical pianists and musicians.

When I met Staffan, he also laughed at my technique, Mhlrad says. He said I had anarchist fingering and he was skeptical about my inability to learn notes. I felt embarrassed and tried to fake note-reading.

Scheja was one of a series of teachers who influenced Mhlrad. As a result, the young man realized, as he progressed, that he needed to learn a broader repertoire to get into the Royal Academy of Music in Stockholm. His task now was to learn several complicated and challenging works in the same way he had learned to play the Bach Toccata and Fugue. He undertook works by Beethoven, Liszt and Chopin and another piece by the 20th-century French composer Olivier Messiaen.

I imitated my teacher, Staffan, Mhlrad recalls. I studied the repertoire, showed him what I had learned and he said I could get in to the academy, but that I had to learn to read notes a particularly difficult challenge due to his learning disabilities.

Mhlrad says that when he first began to play piano, he didnt really understand the difference between playing and composing: When he played, he would improvise. At 16 he improvised a piano piece that he called Emunah (belief, in Hebrew): I realized I had to learn notes, but at 18, I didnt know exactly what my path in music would be like. But I knew I loved music and that I wanted to dedicate my life to it.

Psalms and hymns

And then, in 2009, came another formative event.

I was invited to be a pianist at a social event, held in the villa of family friends of my sister, Mhlrad recounts. I was supposed to play Liszts Liebestrume, which I had studied. I was ready, but then for the first time in my life, I got stage fright. Before I started playing, I heard that Swedens best-known composer of modern art music [serious contemporary classical works], Sven-David Sandstrm, was at the party. I went over, said hello, and was very impressed by him.

After that, when I started playing, I suddenly had a blackout. I just stopped. It was a panic attack and it was horrible. I suddenly became my own enemy. My sister looked at me as if she were saying What the hell are you doing? Then I said that instead of the Liszt piece, Id play something else, something Id composed myself. And I started playing Emunah. When I finished, Sven-David approached me, gave me his business card and said, Call me.

The encounter with Sandstrm opened the door for Mhlrads journey as a young composer. A few years of hard work later, he would already be a big star on the international music scene. But to understand his deep connection to music, the conversation with him must go back in time, years before the villa event and the Once Upon a Time series.

Recounting a somewhat surprising detail about his childhood, he explains that my music writing has a very personal context, my background is always there and it has a profound impact on me. When I was 6, I was very religious, I thought I could speak to Hashem [literally, the name a euphemism for God]. At the age of 9, I studied Psalms, hymns like Anim Zemirot, [the liturgical poem Song of Glory, from the Shabbat morning service], and I was exactly the opposite of what I was at my school, which wasnt Jewish: I believed in God very much and wanted to learn as much as possible.

How did this happen even though your parents werent very religious? Who taught you? What made you become an Orthodox boy with a kippah and sidelocks?

I used to go to [an Orthodox] synagogue with my dad on Saturdays. But I wanted to know more and my parents set me up with tutors. First, I studied Psalms and Hebrew at the Jewish center in Stockholm. When I got the Book of Psalms, I was so happy that I would go to bed with it. I studied on my own in a regular way, like other children go to soccer and hockey or other after-school activities. At first, I went only once a week but I didnt want to stop. Later, when a Chabad rabbi arrived in Stockholm, I studied with him before my bar mitzvah. I never wanted to finish my class with him either. When it came to Jewish studies, I acted like I did later on when studying piano. I didnt want to go step by step, I jumped right into the hard stuff: Midrash, kabbalah, Mishna and Gemara. My mom supported me, even though it wasnt easy; for example, when I decided I was only eating glatt kosher, or when I decided it was wrong to drive a car to the synagogue on Saturdays. During this period, she walked with me to the synagogue and it was almost a three-hour walk each way.

In ultra-secular Sweden where, of the 15,000 to 20,000 Jews, a very small minority is religious yours is a unique story. Do you have any idea where this all came from?

I felt Gods presence. I knew he existed and I felt as if I understood what he was demanding. When things are truly clear, and if God demands why wouldnt you do what he says?

When did you stop being religious? Was there a sudden end to it or was it a long process?

I remember studying with Chaim, the Chabad rabbi, and being very interested in philosophy. If youre interested in Rashi, in Jewish ethics or religious ideas, it makes sense to be also interested in philosophy. A friend of the family talked to me about Kierkegaard and Nietzsche. I didnt understand what he was talking about. How could that be? Those were not Jewish names. Then I realized there was also philosophical thought that wasnt Jewish. Shortly after my bar mitzvah, I downloaded Nietzsche and Kierkegaard books from the internet. Id skip school, play video games and read the books. Those were weird years, but I was open about it. I would tell Rabbi Chaim that I was afraid about having doubts. I continued to explore the subject of Jewish thought, and just as I thought then that philosophical thought was always Jewish until I discovered Nietzsche, I thought religious music was always Jewish [prayer or cantorial] music.

But then came the electric keyboard and the Toccata and Fugue. When I discovered music, I was no longer afraid to lose my faith. When I started playing, I lost my fear and started believing but believing in something else: believing in music. I felt that God was in the pitch of the sounds, in the vibrations of the music. The piano was the beginning of the change. It didnt all happen in a day, but falling in love with music did happen in one day. This was the first time I felt that there was something that was fun and easy, but I had no feelings of guilt. In my religious studies, the deeper I got, the more guilty I felt about doubts I was having. And thats something that doesnt go away. Even now I hesitate before I eat bacon. The piano was spirituality without guilt and without judgment.

Pianist or composer?

Without music, Mhlrad says, he would have been a different person. After all, he didnt care about his studies at school. He felt lonely, depressed and meaningless. He cant explain now where those feelings came from, but half-jokingly suggests that they were part of his Jewish DNA inherited traumas. And the stomach problems I had and still have are typical of Ashkenazi Jews. Im just built that way. Im still neurotic but Ive learned to live with it. Later in life came the stage fright, and I still try to avoid being on stage as much as possible. I could have been a kid who plays soccer instead of going to a rabbi twice a week, but I just wasnt. I have no explanation for that.

Back to Sven-David Sandstrms business card.

I called him and he didnt answer, Mhlrad remembers. Maybe eight times, but no answer. In those days he didnt take on students, but I called because he suggested that we meet and talk about composition. In retrospect, he said he didnt answer my calls on purpose, just to see if I was really serious. Eventually he became my teacher. Hed come to my high school and teach me for free. It was amazing, he came all the way to me someone who didnt know anything once a week. He invested in me and I owe him my career. At first, he taught me some basic techniques but after a few sessions he asked if I wanted to be a pianist or a composer. At that point, I already knew that I wanted to compose. Playing has set rules that others have decided upon; there is a correct and incorrect way of doing things. Composition is different. I would be in charge of whats right and wrong. I would be able to create worlds.

In response, Sandstrm said the obvious. In order to be a composer, Mhlrad would have to learn to read music.

After high school, Sandstrm sent Mhlrad to a composition school that he himself had helped to found, on the Swedish island of Gotland. During this time, Mhlrads friends and peers who remained in Stockholm enjoyed student life of the big city. Mhlrad, on the other hand, sat alone on a distant, isolated island and put his all into hard work. He changed his habits and focused on things that were previously completely impossible for him to do like learning to read music. At the school in Gotland which Mhlrad describes as a kind of musical Hogwarts he also discovered choral compositions.

I remember going to a workshop. I wrote a regular D minor chord but added a B flat; on the piano the chord sounded good, but when I heard it performed by human voices it was just divine, it was amazing. I also remember going to a concert where The Messiah, a choral work by Sven-David, was performed. Immediately afterward I bought the CD and listened to it nonstop; it was divine, it was exactly what I was missing. And then I wrote a piece for a choir, followed by another. The second one was my Anim Zemirot. I never would have thought that 10 years later it would be released by Deutsche Grammophon.

Mhlrad gives credit to people he met during his studies and afterward who helped him achieve a breakthrough in his career among them a journalist who wrote about him and supported his work, a choreographer who asked him to write music for a ballet, and a businessman named Simon Strand, a nonmusician, who became part of Mhlrads life as a consultant, a psychologist and more importantly a friend. With that tailwind, the young composer returned to Stockholm and to the Swedish Royal Academy of Music, in 2012. Mhlrad worked hard studying and composing, spent a semester at the Royal College of Music in London, and collaborated with the Swedish Radio Choir for which he wrote a piece called Nigun, which means religious song or melody, in Hebrew. It was with that work, he says, that he found his musical voice.

The premiere of Nigun was in 2014, which was when his mother was struggling with cancer, which naturally took an emotional toll on him. Thats when the fear started, he says. How was I going to make a living out of this? Who actually makes a living from composition? The anxiety grew and I felt I had to act today in order to make it work tomorrow. I was open to as many projects as possible, I did everything I could to get more premieres, I even composed for free. After Nigun, the Swedish Radio Choir commissioned a piece from me, which was delayed but eventually performed in 2018. Its called Time, and its a work thats inspired by the biblical story of the Tower of Babel.

My choral pieces evolved, my chamber music compositions evolved and so did my media presence, Mhlrad says about those years. A cellist friend asked if I could write something for him that would be performed at Carnegie Hall. That was in 2016 and the composition was called Pan. And then I received the Micael Bindefeld scholarship.

Bindefeld, a 62-year-old Swedish Jew, is an event organizer and well-known PR consultant who began granting scholarships seven years ago to individuals who promote Holocaust remembrance in Sweden. The scholarships are announced each year on International Holocaust Remembrance Day, January 27, and on that day in 2017, Mhlrad received 300,000 Swedish Crowns (about $11,800) and embarked on one of his most important works Kaddish, for a cappella choir.

Again, five children

Rewind again to Mhlrads familys past. Michael Bliman was born in Beznik, not far from Warsaw, in 1905. He worked as a cobbler and specialized in fitting shoes for people with special sizes of feet or orthopedic problems. In retrospect, its possible that this is what helped him survive. After marrying his first wife, Fella, the couple had two children, Yitzhak and Nathan. Then another child, a daughter named Malkah, was born. In the 1930s, their situation deteriorated, they suffered from antisemitism, and after the war broke out they were imprisoned in a ghetto like millions of other Polish Jews. In the ghetto, the couple had two more children, twins, but a few days after the babies were born, in 1942, the family was caught by the SS while hiding in an attic. The officer who found them executed the two babies, who had not yet been named, in front of their parents. The SS took Fella and the other three children, loaded them onto a truck and drove off; her husband was badly beaten, loaded on another truck and taken in a different direction. That was the last time he saw his family.

Michael Bliman was taken to Auschwitz where he worked for a German officer who had foot problems and needed special shoes. The officer was often drunk, and would beat Bliman; on one occasion he stabbed him in the stomach with a bayonet. Bliman survived only because another inmate, who was a doctor, stitched him up with a copper wire. Toward the end of the war, Bliman was sent to another camp, Stutthof, and then from there to Bergen-Belsen, where his task was to put dead bodies in piles, as his grandson puts it. The situation in Bergen-Belsen was so bad that years later, Bliman said that he actually missed Auschwitz when he was at the second camp. At the end of the war, after surviving three death marches and weighing less than 40 kilos, Bliman arrived in Sweden with the White Buses organized by the Swedish Red Cross and the Danish government, which evacuated survivors from Nazi concentration and death camps in 1945. In Sweden, he remarried and had five children. Again, five children.

One of the five was Rosie Bliman, Jacob Mhlrads mother, who is 65. Mhlrad himself is used to telling his grandfathers story, although he was a child when Bliman died. Still, the grandchild-composer mentions it in interviews, and its clearly an important part of his identity and clearly influences his work. Bliman had managed to tell his whole story to Rosie and to her husband, Jacobs father. Indeed, the latter, the son of a German Jewish immigrant and a Swedish Jew of Russian origin, filmed Blimans testimony while Jacob and his older sister, who were then very young, were playing in the background.

Four years ago, Mhlrad used the testimony when composing the lyrics for Kaddish, which incorporates his grandfathers words, Hebrew phrases from the Kaddish prayer of mourning and names of family members murdered in the Holocaust.

Until Kaddish, I wasnt interested in telling stories with my music, says Mhlrad, but with this piece it was different. I wanted to try to tell my grandfathers story. Obviously, its impossible to catch a persons life and fate in a 25-minute piece, so I tried to find the core of his experience. The structure of Kaddish is based on an imaginary dialogue that I never had with my grandfather. I didnt get the chance to ask him things, so I used my dads questions and made up my own questions to match my grandfathers answers.

Using a Hebrew title like Kaddish is not uncommon in Mhlrads body of work. Other of his compositions also bear Hebrew names beyond those already mentioned, there are, Magid, Tefila and Sheva, meaning, respectively narrator or preacher, prayer and seven.

Ive used Hebrew as a kind of sound palette. I knew how to read Hebrew, but didnt understand what I was reading. So, I just produced the sounds and sounds are what define music. One of my favorite composers and thinkers, Edgar Varse, defined music as organized sound. For me, Hebrew is beautiful sounds and writing for a choir is writing sounds for the mouth. It was natural for me to use Hebrew.

Do you remember what it felt like when you first saw Kaddish performed?

I remember that at the end of the premiere I walked up to the stage and felt relief. I was glad I was able to actually complete the piece, and during the process it felt like I got to know my grandfather again. But there was an ambivalent feeling. My mother was sitting on my right during the concert and I saw she was very sad because she remembered him and all the horrible experiences he had. There were a lot of emotional overtones, mixed together in a complex way. When the concert was over there was a standing ovation. And that felt almost wrong. Music can be entertaining, but this felt more religious, and just like there is no applause in the synagogue, it felt weird to be applauded for this.

Mhlrad says that he is currently working on a piece called Pi for four choirs from four different continents, which is due to premiere in the fall of 2022. His orchestral composition Rems named after the rapid eye movement stage of sleep was first performed in September by the Royal Swedish Philharmonic Orchestra. It was a fascinating event that impressed both the audience and the critics alike, at Stockholms Konserthuset venue, where the public, which knows Mhlrad mainly for his choral compositions, heard what he can do with a full symphonic ensemble for the first time. But Mhlrads musical activity has also occasionally extended beyond concert halls: In recent years he has written music for the theater, composed and arranged songs for Swedish rapper Silvana Imam and also collaborated with the Swedish House Mafia group.

Do collaborations such as working with Imam and Swedish House Mafia have an artistic value of their own, or is this primarily a commercial initiative or cultural adventure for you?

Im very curious. Ill always like to explore and experiment with different collaborations. When I was religious, I didnt hang out with religious people. Id sit with my sidelocks and kippah with completely secular friends. In the same way, even today I dont just hang out with classical music people. I meet people and sometimes interesting musical encounters come out of these meetings.

Similarly, Mhlrad doesnt aim his music only at listeners with a musical education or experience with art music. I dont see myself as an avant-garde composer who uses atonal music that only professionals can hear. I want people to think that my music is accessible, but I also want people who think that my music is as avant-garde as it gets.

Listening to his latest work, Rems, gives an idea of what Mhlrad means. Naturally, it doesnt sound like 19th-century romantic music, but neither is it inaccessible or truly atonal. The piece deals with sleep, dreams, the subconscious. Its turbulent, magical and influenced, like all his compositions, by his Jewish heritage, as well as other cultures that are expressed in the texture and colors of its tonality, and oriental scales.

De-coding ugly works

The press sometimes calls you a pop star of classical music. What do you think of that?

Maybe its a bit like that, but I wasnt aiming for that. That image is a by-product of my presence in the public eye. Usually, composers of art music are less public than soloists and conductors, but that needs to be rethought. I hate live TV and I dont like to be on the radio either, I dont enjoy it but I do it so that art music will be at the forefront, so it will have more exposure.

Youve said that your profession involves organizing sounds in such a way that vibrations in the air that reach the human ear will create a chemical reaction. Youve also said that music is like a religion to you, that when you accelerate sounds and tones to a very high speed, one sound is created, and that sound is an entire world. You said, The sound is God and God is one. That sounds a bit mystical, doesnt it?

I feel that making music is like practicing religion. I think my audience appreciates that, too. Everyone feels different emotionally, but for me its about the state of being. Im interested in defining what God is in terms of music, in terms of sound. For me its very beautiful that one pitch has, in theory, an infinite number of overtones which define the sounds timbre or tone color. This is what gives each musical instrument or human voice a different and unique sound even when they play or sing the same note.

Every single pitch is in that core of every sound. Its amazing. It shows how sound contains everything different kinds of light, colors. I dont know why, but I think the spirituality of music is in its timbre [i.e., the sound of its overtones]. This helps me when I make music. When I create different intervals, for example, they have an underlying rhythm, within the interval. [German 20th-century composer Karlheinz] Stockhausen wrote about the way we perceive music. When youre playing slowly, it sounds like a melody, when youre playing fast, its a gesture and when its even faster it becomes a pitch again. Its one sound that has everything.

What are your preferences at the moment when it comes to instruments and different types of ensembles?

Now Im interested in the combination of choir and orchestra. Its like a collective. Its very interesting to create the preconditions for rich textures and more colorful music. For example, the clarinet has very few overtones, but if there is a marimba [a percussion instrument similar to a xylophone] with an alt flute and double bass, there is a rich and colorful timbre.

And what about your musical preferences? When did Bach and Mozart make way for Stockhausen and Schoenberg? Do you still listen to Bach?

Of course I still listen to Bach. But when I was in school in Gotland everything changed. I was shocked by the music I was exposed to. I learned to de-code works that at first I thought were ugly, and I learned to love them. Im also influenced by electronic music. Its like [20th-century American composer] John Cage wrote: The first cars imitated horses and wagons, but then cars became something else, something of their own, and then they imitated themselves. In the same way, in the past, electronic music imitated existing music and existing instruments. Today, it is interesting to imitate electronic music with acoustic music.

Despite his achievements, Jacob Mhlrad is only at the beginning of his musical career. A far cry from the lonely Jewish child he was, but still believing in an almost fanatical way in the power of music, in its truth and in its necessity to a human existence in the world.

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Trump Goes Full Anti-Semite, Unloads on American Jews in Wildly Bigoted Rant – Vanity Fair

Posted By on December 18, 2021

In February 2017, asked what the government planned to do about the uptick in threats to Jewish centers and the rise in anti-Semitism since his election, Donald Trump responded, I am the least anti-Semitic person that youve ever seen in your entire life. That claim, like the one he would make a few months later about being the least racist person there is anywhere in the world, obviously was and remains not true at all. How do we know? Lets examine the evidence!

Prior to being elected, Trumpsuggestedto a room full of Jewish people that they control politicians through money. He tweetedan image ofHillary Clintons face atop a pile of cash next to the Star of David and the phrase, Most Corrupt Candidate Ever! And he capped off his campaign by releasingan ad featuring the faces of powerful Jewish people with an ominous voiceover about them comprising a global power structure that has robbed our working class and stripped our country of its wealth.

Later, upon moving into the White House, and just six months after his claim of being the least anti-Semitic person in the universe, herefusedto condemn a group whose ranks included neo-Nazis. In August 2019, in an attempt to win over (???) Jewish voters, he declared they dont even know what theyre doing or saying anymore. Speaking at the Israeli American Council in Hollywood, Florida, that December, he dipp[ed] into a deep well of anti-Semitic tropes, suggesting, among other things, that Jews only care about money.

And if you thought leaving the White House or, say, this season of cheer, would have dampened his enthusiasm for anti-Semitic remarks, do we have a fun surprise for you!

In clips aired on the Unholy podcast, the former presidentwho may or may not make another run for office in 2024went on a lengthy rant about how American Jews supposedly arent loyal enough to Israel, invoking a longtime anti-Semitic trope about Jewish people and allegiances to another countries. Speaking to journalist Barak Ravid, who appeared on the podcast, Trump said: Theres people in this country that are Jewish that no longer love Israel. Ill tell you the Evangelical Christians love Israel more than the Jews in this country. It used to be that Israel had absolute power over Congress and today I think its the exact opposite, and I think [Barack] Obama and [Joe] Biden did that. And yet in the election, they still get a lot of votes from Jewish peoplewhich tells you that the Jewish people, and Ive said this for a long time. The Jewish people in the United States either dont like Israel or dont care about Israel. I mean, you look at The New York Times, The New York Times hates Israel, hates them, and theyre Jewish people that run The New York Times, I mean the Sulzberger family.

Yes, its a real Mad Libs of anti-Jewish commentary from a guy whose allies like to remind people he has Jewish grandchildren, which, in fact, doesnt mean one cant be anti-Semitic. Theres the overarching charge that American Jews vote against their own interests when they vote for politicians who supposedly dont support Israel, the subtext being that American Jews should care more about what happens in Israel than in the U.S. Theres the line about Evangelical Christians loving Israel more than the Jews in this country, which fails to include the uncomfortable fact that some Evangelical Christians love Israel because they believe it will be the site of the Rapture, wherein Jews who have not converted to Christianity will go to hell. And then, of course, theres the classic anti-Semitic trope about Jews controlling the media, in this case, The New York Times. (Naturally, Trump does not mention that fact that the patriarch of the Sulzberger family and former Times company chairman, Arthur Ochs Sulzberger Jr., was raised in his mothers Episcopalian faith and later stopped practicing religion. He and his [then] wife, Gail Gregg, were married by a Presbyterian minister. But perhaps hes just going by Nuremberg laws.)

Anyway, happy belated Hanukkah to you!

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Liberals With Tin Ears – The American Prospect

Posted By on December 18, 2021

There has been a lot of discussion lately about the coinage Latinx, which violates the rules of Spanish grammar, and is rejected by 98 percent of Hispanic Americans polled. Our friend and former colleague Matt Yglesias, who is of both Latino and Ashkenazi Jewish heritage, has written a very astute essay suggesting that the imposition of Latinx by well-meaning white lefties doesnt explain most of the Democrats problems with the Hispanic vote, but it sure doesnt help.

Not to beat a dead caballo, but imagine if earnest progressive wannabe allies came up with must-use terms for Blacks, Jews, or Asian Americans rejected by those groups themselves. Id like to expand the discussion to other instances of liberal tin ears. Here are three more self-defeating terms that should be retired.

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Safety Net. This widely used synonym for social insurance is metaphorically and politically wrong. A safety net catches you when you fall off a high wire. It suggests something for losers and unfortunates rather than universal social income that binds us all together.

Everyone gets sick. Why is universal health insurance part of a safety net? Likewise universal child care or paid family leave. Nobody wants to get tangled in a net (which describes means-tested programs all too well).

The term social income is more widely used in Britain, but it captures the idea exactlya form of income that everyone gets as citizens. So lets retire safety net in favor of social income, a usage that also subtly makes the case for universalism and solidarity rather than means tests. If memory serves, we Americans have gotten other language from the English.

Entitlements. If any term is even more self-defeating than safety net, its entitlement. This is a case of a technical budget term passing into the general language. But entitlement is evocatively wrong.

The word entitled has come to describe an obnoxious person who claims privileges that are excessive or undeserved. Sheesh, does that describe Social Security and Medicare? No, but they are described in budget lingo and more broadly as entitlements.

This usage, suggesting unearned handouts, gives faithless Democrats like Joe Manchin language to say things like I dont believe we should turn our society into an entitlement society. But we surely do want to become a society with adequate social income.

Union Density. This clunker is a case of academic language being picked up by journalists and liberals who want to sound with-it. Union density refers to the proportion of workers who are members of unions, as in Union density has declined from 33 percent in 1958 to 13 percent in 2020.

But density evokes stodgy union bureaucracy rather than a spirited social movement. Who wants to be part of something dense? Whats wrong with the simple word membership?

Yes, the media are partly to blame, but progressives can at least model good usage. The right wing goes all the way to Orwellian in its use of language. We dont do that, but lets at least avoid linguistic missteps that make the rights job easier.

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Lyric Fest Presents ‘Yiddishe Nightingale,’ a Short History of the American Yiddish Theater – OperaWire

Posted By on December 18, 2021

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Lyric Fest presents three performances of Yiddishe Nightingale, a special concert on the history of the American Yiddish Theater.

The concerts will showcase a repertoire that hails from the Ashkenazi traditions of many Central European countries. The performances will feature mezzo-soprano Elizabeth Shammash and baritone Thom King alongside pianist Zalmen Mlotek.

Lyric Fest is excited to return again to our shorter weekday concert offerings, designed to get a little music into the work week. This one is brimming with fun and history, said Artistic Director Suzanne DuPlantis in an official press statement. Yiddish song for some is a part of their family traditions, and for others this world of song will be completely new. Were expecting this concert to delight both these groups, with its old-world flair and modern twists!

The performances will take place on Feb. 8, 2022 at the Academy of Vocal Arts in Philadelphia; Feb. 9, 2022 at the Adath Israel in Merion Station; and Feb. 13, 2022 at Beth El Congregation in Baltimore.

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My father, the white supremacist – Vox.com

Posted By on December 18, 2021

My father collapsed in his own backyard in the early spring of 2019, all 6 feet 5 inches of him, struck down in a thunderbolt of cardiac arrest.

I think it was lights out, one of his relatives explained after the burial.

He lasted a few days on life support, but the understanding was that the initial infarction did him in. The machines did all the work after that. Because hed always maintained that anyone with a disability, or in a coma, should have been put through the shredder, the decision to pull the plug, in the end, was actually his. He didnt believe in medical intervention.

The nightmares about him springing back upright, straight out of bed, started shortly thereafter. Other signs of my post-traumatic stress disorder had begun a few weeks before, when I received two pieces of mail from him out of the blue. The first was, strangely, a printed-out email exchange hed had with his sister. Shed let him know I lost my job and needed money to help pay for health insurance. He was outraged by the request. The second was a postcard, saying hello whats up never hear from you. Just hello.

What if he comes to get me? I asked my aunt on the phone. Now he knows where I live.

It was only once he was dead, and really gone, that the weight of my early childhood carried for three decades seeped out through a hole in my psyche, a burial in reverse.

My mothers oldest sister met my father at an satr Free Assembly gathering in Berkeley, California, in the early 1980s. Though it was whites-only, its founder, Stephen McNallen, claimed the group was folkish, and it took my aunt a while to understand the significance of the term. As she described it to me, its members were mostly into Viking stuff, but half of them were white supremacists. (Today, the Southern Poverty Law Center describes the assemblys more recent iteration, the satr Folk Assembly, as a hate group.) One weekend, on a trip to the mountains, some men from the group used images of Black people for target practice, and took turns swearing oaths of loyalty to Adolf Hitler. Later, one of those men, my father, started dating my mother when she came out to California for a visit.

Before they got married, my father repeatedly asked my mother to confirm that she wasnt Jewish. Are you sure youre not? he would ask. She told him she wasnt. But what about any of your relatives? Could they be? No, she assured him.

There were rules to follow when they lived together, in Pleasant Hill, California: They could only listen to country music in the house, and only if the artists were white. The television set was to be watched with his permission only. My father was to drive her to and from work. He got upset at restaurants when the servers werent white.

My parents married in California in what they called a Norse pagan ceremony, officiated by the aunt who had introduced them; my mother wore a toga and a flower wreath in her hair, and my father wore a robe. A second ceremony was held in a more traditional Episcopal church setting in Dayton, Ohio, where my mother had grown up. My mother was pregnant with me at the wedding, though not visibly, and she denies it to this day, claiming that I was simply born premature. Each of her three sisters and my fathers sister, however, confirmed to me that she was. (Because memory including my own is slippery, I spoke to my mothers family members about my father. I read through the public court papers filed after his divorce, the ones that noted his neo-Nazi sympathies. I studied the paperwork from my case file from a Kentucky family counseling center, and read the records after his arrest for trafficking marijuana.)

Around the time my mother was six months pregnant, my father, high on cocaine, drove to her workplace with their television in the back of the car. He was furious that shed been watching it and decided that it shouldnt be in the house anymore. She pleaded with him not to destroy it, but he threw it into the dumpster. Its not coming home, he told her. And neither are you.

My mother spent the night on the sidewalk, next to the dumpster. When her boss showed up to work the next morning, he gave her 80 cents to take the BART to her sisters apartment. Afterward, on the advice of a domestic violence shelter, she returned to Ohio to live with her parents.

My father stayed in California until a few weeks after I was born, but eventually he moved to Ohio, too, at the urging of his family to be closer to his child, to do the right thing. He moved into my mothers parents house. His sexual abuse of me, as I understand it, wouldnt start for another 18 months, after he was kicked out of his in-laws home for good and living on his own. Per a court order, I saw him once a week until I was 5 years old, when my mother disappeared with me to Florida, changed my name, and married my stepfather. I didnt see my father again until a few months before my 24th birthday.

When I reconnected with my fathers family as an adult, I learned there were coded ways they spoke about him. He always had weird ideas, I heard often over the years, usually over a glass of wine, nearly always in the same tone people use to discuss inclement weather. Whenever his name came up, someone would raise their eyebrows or make a face, or maybe wave a hand in disapproval.

No one explicitly used words like anti-Semitic or racist, but after he died, a relative opened the browser history on his computer, and a list of web searches for deaths of Black people from AIDS filled the drop-down menu. He liked researching the kinds and causes of disease that afflicted African men. In his last days, hed also been researching me.

Hed kept a blog for more than 20 years, unbeknownst to me; once I found it, I combed through it for details on what his life had been. I took screenshots of some of the pages and kept them in a folder on my desktop. Mostly I was curious to know if hed ever written about my childhood, about our time together. I harbored a perverse longing to see his words about me, and I liked to hunt for them the way someone might scrounge around in the back of a closet for a missing sweater.

In his last entry before his death, I found the start of what I was looking for: hate speech, pure and simple, published in unevenly sized italic font a vile screed against Jewish people, Black people, filthy liberals and their homo agenda. Very little of it made sense, but hed also expressed his dismay that his own daughter was in New York, lickin up all those perverted, progressive New York beliefs, sodomy-style. All of the text was in black, except for the sentence with my name, which he changed to a yellow font and highlighted the background in gray. Yes, you know who you are. That would be you, Caira Conner, my daughter even.

Oh, hes insane, I said to myself, laughing nervously, when I read it for the first time. But that night, as I was getting ready to go to sleep, I had the sudden thought that someone who read his blog, who believed what he believed, could come to my apartment and shoot me dead. I took a picture of the entry and pulled my phone out to show the photo to my partner, Sam, to my therapist, to the occasional horrified friend.

In the early months of 2019, Id ordered a 23andMe DNA test to see what my genetic makeup might look like.

My mother had been mistaken. The results showed that 10.5 percent of my ancestry on the maternal side was Ashkenazi Jewish. Id started dating Sam, who was more or less 100 percent Ashkenazi Jewish, a few months earlier. My father died right after I confirmed my genetic inheritance. Later, I mentioned to Sam that it was good that my father was dead, because if he knew that I was part Jewish, Id have to worry about him coming to kill us both. My father had unwittingly created the very thing he hated. After all, I said, he might want to destroy it.

It had been less than two years since a group of far-right white nationalists descended on Charlottesville for a Unite the Right hate rally, where they had chanted Jews will not replace us, and where Heather Heyer had been killed by a white terrorist who plowed his car into two different groups of pedestrians. It had been less than two weeks since 49 people were slaughtered by a white supremacist in Christchurch, New Zealand. Two months after my fathers death, the Ku Klux Klan held a rally in Dayton, Ohio, a 20-minute drive from his house. Nine white supremacists showed up. More notable were the hundreds of other people who showed up to drown them out. I thought about how if he were still alive, my father probably would have been there, too, the 10th supremacist in attendance.

I tried to picture what he might have looked like there, how it would have felt to claim him, a lumbering giant with an angry face, shouting slurs on the sidewalk in the town where I was born Oh, look, theres my dad.

I compared the racist language used at the Charlottesville rally to different passages in my fathers blog. Some of it was identical.

When I searched for photos of my father online, I found one of him wearing a red MAGA hat and matching tie, smiling for the cameras at a Trump rally in Columbus, Ohio. He looked proud.

I wondered if my newfound obsession with needing the truth of who he was made me more like him, instead of less. He was obsessive, too. Now when I watched the news and saw white supremacists, I thought about all the times Id just nodded along when my father came up in family conversation. How I didnt rage, didnt scream, didnt ask my mother, Why the fuck did you marry him?

I wondered if I lacked the biological impulse to hate the person galvanized in seeing this kind of violence and unrest come to life, if somehow the very worst parts of him lay in me, too, and everyone was just afraid to say so.

Attorney General Merrick Garland and Homeland Security Secretary Alejandro Mayorkas have called white supremacists the greatest domestic terror threat to the United States. My aunt said in passing once that it took her a while to realize her brother was dangerous.

He had always terrified me.

My conscious memory begins in the last stretch of 1989, a few months shy of my sixth birthday. Any pieces of information from before that time are fragmented and strange images without context, certain smells, a feeling of paralysis. I see a flash of the rubber skeleton toy I was given at a party, and the sewing pins I pressed into the areas where its genitals would have been. I can feel the shame of being told by a friends parent not to touch his son at our sleepover. But there is nothing linear before and after those moments, nothing to set their pieces within a larger chronological puzzle. I dont have any explicit memories of my father from that time, not really. When my mind finally came online, a curtain pulled down behind me.

I became too stressed to be around my fathers family members after his death, even the ones Id started relationships with the decade prior. Most of the context I had about the man responsible for half of my DNA came from his relatives, and it bled together with their perspective, their bias, their opinion that it was all just overblown drama and weird ideas, even if some of them later admitted to suspecting his abuse, to knowing there was something wrong with him.

I had no stories of my own to draw from, no anecdotes to remember. So I just read and reread my fathers blog. I read it on the Wayback Machine once the health department produced his death certificate and the blog was taken down. I read it to trigger flashbacks, to find incriminating evidence he might have left behind. I read it anytime something vile happened in the news, something related to the upsurge of white domestic terrorists. I read it sometimes for no reason at all.

My father was finally buried seven weeks after his death, in a family plot in Kansas City, Missouri. I had been googling things like, Do I go to an abusers funeral? and Is it okay to not go to a parents funeral? One of his relatives called to tell me my fathers girlfriend would be there, with one of his closest friends. Apparently, neither of them was impressed that I was showing up to the burial, given that I had not been around the last 30 years.

Well, if she says anything to me about it, I told the relative, Ill punch her in the face. I said things like this more often now casual, violent statements that I had no intention of carrying out. Sometimes when I got upset, overtaken by a strange shakiness, a rotten fury that I didnt understand, Id blurt out, Well, maybe I should just kill myself and get it over with. In these moments, I heard echoes of the child Id read about in my social workers case file from 1990, the one who would frequently ask her mother to just kill her and get it over with.

Oh, my God, Id say to Sam after the anger subsided. Im as crazy as he was.

I knew I wasnt a white supremacist. But I also knew there was something to my fathers lunacy, his hatred, that echoed deep within me. Id inherited his familys money, his height, and his arthritis. Sometimes, I even felt pity, a deep sadness whenever I pictured this old man, alone in his house with his mental illness, ordering bottled drinking water from Germany and cheap, pain-relieving gloves for his hands. I also feared that whoever my father was might exist somewhere inside me. I hadnt become him, but he was there nonetheless.

At his burial, I looked into the casket before they closed the lid. He was huge. His face looked like it was made of wax. This was the closest Id stood next to him since I was 5 years old. This was my father, I realized. This was my actual dad. Somehow this person had given me life. I burst into tears.

I didnt know him, I said to the seated faces staring at me. I didnt know him, but Im grateful for the family I got because of him. The words felt true as they poured out of my mouth.

When I sat down, the woman Id wanted to punch in the face handed me a tissue.

Oh, my father was a neo-Nazi, I told my old boss when we met for coffee, in late 2019. In the daylight, around others, I appeared as normal as could be. It felt like it was time to tell everybody the truth, even when they didnt ask. I rolled out the news like theyd been expecting it, like I had a duty to admit what was really going on. My father died last month, but its not sad. He was a white supremacist. Id sort of roll my head back to the invisible heavens when I did this, to help show how unacceptable I thought the whole thing was. At some point, I realized I was performing a sad one-woman show. I had been trying to offset the perception of what these statements meant about me, in case they exposed a strange sickness about who I was and what Id come from.

Around the two-year mark after my fathers death, I gave up hunting through his blog. Id grown tired of it. Id grown bored of trying, and failing, time and again, to find meaning in his madness, to discover the secret key to why he hated who he hated. I never found my big reveal, or a poetic understanding of my childhood.

Nothing had come of me combing through his archives, of poring over his hatred for others. Id found nothing about myself, my rage, my flaws, that would be explained by studying his beliefs, by trying to understand how his parents treated him or how he was radicalized. Any consequences of his perversions that I needed to contend with, Id need to contend with on my own.

I deleted the folder where I kept the screenshots of his most disgusting sentences. Occasionally, I thought about that afternoon in Kansas City, the last wisp of time his body lived above earth, before we filed past his gravesite, checking over our shoulders as the coffin disappeared from view.

In the end, I would go on. My father would not.

Caira Conner is a writer based in New York. Her work has appeared in the Atlantic, GQ, and New York magazine, among others.

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ArtsWatch Weekly: Tiny Tims and klezmer clarinets – Oregon ArtsWatch

Posted By on December 18, 2021

SUDDENLY ITS MID-DECEMBER, nearly Solstice, with Christmas, Kwanzaa, and New Years Eve hot (or chilly) on its heels. Not to mention the made-up holidays:Yesterday, for instance, was National Cupcake Day. Today has been proclaimed, by someone somewhere, National Chocolate Covered Anything Day including, presumably, yesterdays leftover cupcakes. Tomorrow is both National Ugly Sweater Day and National Maple Syrup Day, a confluence that has the potential to spill over at the breakfast table and create the birth of a new celebration, National Sticky Sweater Day. Happy holidays!

Here in Oregon (and just about everywhere else on the map)the cultural calendars turned decidedly toward seasonal celebrations. Hanukkah ended on December 6, but not before Portland Chamber Orchestra gave a pair of performances with the fabulous klezmer clarinetist David Krakauer that ArtsWatchsAngela Allen calledan exuberant trip through celebratory and revived Eastern European Jewish (Ashkenazi) music. She also happily proclaimed Krakauer the dapper undisputed rock star/king/god of the klezmer clarinet.

Seasonal sounds abound. As I was making notes for this column I was listening to a favorite Christmas CD, the wondrous Portland choral groupIn Mulieribuss 2010 recordingA December Feast, which includes music from the 12th through the 20th centuries. By happy circumstance, the choir is also preparing a new program,Loves Pure Light, for a pair of live performances Dec. 19-20 at Portlands St.Marys Cathedral. Daryl Browne has details on those shows and several by other choral groups in her columnChoral musicians of the Pacific Northwest, reconnected.

Among a host of other offerings, a few go-yourself-or-take-the-whole-family options catch my eye:

PORTLAND INTERNATIONAL AIRPORT is moving into high-traffic holiday season, and when the crowds hit the airports newly refurbished Concourse B theyll be greeted not just by incoming and departing flights but also by a 50-foot-wide Oregon cultural banner installed on Tuesday. The banner, designed and painted by Eugene artist Liza Mana Burns, is a replication of her design for the new Oregon Cultural Trust vehicle license plate, which was released in September: You canread about it here.

Tuesdays unveiling banners had already been hung at airports in Medford, Redmond, and Eugene showed off Burnss design in wide-screen glory: a depiction of the states land and water with 127 cultural symbols embedded in it. The installation also includes a new 16-foot mural by Burns, along with 40 of the license-plate artworks symbols and their stories. (You can access an interactive key to all 127 symbols via a QR code.) Among the celebrants at Tuesdays ceremony were the Grand Ronde Singers and members of the performance troupeKktnn, who were joined by hip-hop star Cool Nutz, primary source for the description of artwork symbol #124: Microphone/Rap and Hip Hop. With their performances, you might saythe whole celebration took flight.

THE CULTURAL TRUSTS MURAL AND LICENSE-PLATE PROJECTis just a small slice of the work it does to help keep Oregon arts and culture thriving. Here at ArtsWatch, we have the same goal and you can help.December is a time of giving, and were grateful for the many individuals, foundations, and agencies who have helped us grow and thrive over the years. We celebrate ten years of publishing this year, and thanks to your generosity, over that decade weve considerably expanded of our coverage of arts and culture in Oregon. ArtsWatch is a nonprofit journalistic enterprise, which means we rely on the help of friends and readers who believe in what we do. To so many of you reading this, thank you for the support youve given us. As the year draws to a close wed like to ask you to give again, or for the first time, to help us continue to report on the state of Oregons culture as all of us deal with the many changes and challenges the past two years have brought. Just click on the graphic below orhereto make your gift. Thank you!

THANKS TO OREGONS INNOVATIVE CULTURAL TRUST TAX CREDIT, you can make a donation to Oregon ArtsWatch and essentially double your gift by matching yourdonation to the Oregon Cultural Trust. It works like this: You can make a gift to ArtsWatch or any other nonprofit arts, heritage, or humanities groups from a long list, then make a gift of the same amount (you can bundle several eligible donations, within limits) and receive 100 percent of your Cultural Trust donation back as a credit on your state income tax. The Cultural Trust, in turn, dispenses your gift to worthy groups across the state. Click below or on the link in this paragraph for details, And, thanks doubly!

WALLPAPER AND BABIES: THE NABIS AT PORTLAND ART MUSEUM. The museums expansive show of 180 works bythe Nabis, the group of young artists infin de sicleParis, concentrates onPierre Bonnard, Edouard Vuillard, Maurice Denis, and Flix Vallotton and their home lives as the young artists were establishing their careers. Maybe their youth and ambition, Laurel Reed Pavic suggests would make a better frame than home life for the shows art: The whole background of the Nabis sounds like a setup for a coming-of-age film. Youthful self-importance, young love, portfolio-building, and weird babies? Now, theres a theme with broad appeal.

FILMWATCH WEEKLY: NIGHTMARE ALLEY AND SWAN SONG.Marc Mohan takes a look at Guillermo Del Toros new big-star version of the 1947 film noirNightmare Alley, thinks some more about Stephen Spielbergs newWest Side Story, and considers the perils and possibilities of remakes. Then he digs below the surface of the sci-fi flickSwan Song, in whichMahershala Ali gives appealing performances as a terminally ill man and his clone, and considers the us and downs of the double take.

COLD FLOW, A SLOWER FOUNTAIN AT HOLDING CONTEMPORARY. Hanna Krafcik takes in the artist cooperative Physical Educations DIY exhibition, which weaves the history of their collaboration into personal gift shop memorabilia, and which curator Ashley Stull Meyers calls a chaotic reflection on moving in this era of physical and functional distance.

WEEKLY PREVIEWS: UNHARNESSED ENERGY. Robert Ham talks withthe pianist Saloli and with Julia McGarrity, singer/songwriter of folk/pop ensemble June Magnolia, about their music and their upcoming shows.

RED OCTOPUS GETS BACK IN THE SWIM. Its been two years since Newports Red Octopus Theatre Company performed a live show back to its last Christmas show, in 2019, before Covid shut things down. At last the companys back onstage with its new holiday entertainment called, as always,The Christmas Show, although it changes with every edition for two performances this Friday and Saturday, Dec. 17-18, at the Newport Performing Arts Center. Its part of a continuing comeback for the arts center, too, which was dark for a year and a half before reopening for live shows this fall.

CHAMBER MUSIC IN THE TIME OF COVID. After long pandemic layoffs filled with streaming concerts but no live shows, Ashlands Chamber Music Concerts series has returned to the stage for concert-hall performances with audiences in the hall. Alice Hardesty talks with cellist David Ying of the Ying Quartet and violist Ruth Gibson of the Castalian Quintet about how good that feels.

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The Weekly Covet: The Best Things We Bought This Year – TownandCountrymag.com

Posted By on December 18, 2021

Once a week, we ask our editors to share the items they've been loving or lusting afterwhether it's a new skincare product we're dying to try or a travel essential we can't live without. Consider "The Weekly Covet" your editor-approved wish list for beauty, travel, fashion, and everything in between.

1Foam Roller

"Okay, so maybe a foam roller isnt the most sexy (or revolutionary) purchase in the world, but if theres one item I have become most committed to, reliant on, and generally obsessed with in the past year, its this. After WFH left me working from rigid chairs, cushy sofas, and other non-ergonomic seating, I use this roller whenever I begin to cramp up, need quick relief, or a deep stretch." Lucia Tonelli, Assistant Editor

2Mini Wallet

"This tiny wallet has honestly been a gamechanger. The interior aluminum card protector can hold half a dozen cards effortlessly and has a handy toggle at the bottom that fans them all out so you don't have to try and fish them out of little slots. It's a perfect grab-and-go to tuck into a cocktail purse, travel purse, or even just a pocket for a quick run to the store." Lauren Hubbard, Contributor

3Pull On Shearling Mid Heel Boots

"When I first moved to Brooklyn five years ago, I thought, Everyone here wears clogs. What is this clunky shoe madness? But the pandemic lowered my resistanceand made me truly understand the value of comfortable footwearso I am now a proud owner of No. 6 shearling lined clog boots, and trust me, there is nothing more delicious than slipping my bare feet into their soft embrace for a morning dog walk (or anytime/anywhere walk). Consider me both an extremely slow adopter and a devoted convert." April Long, Beauty Director

4Luxembourg Stone Printed Rug

"This year, I became a first-time homeowner, and I've loved decorating the space, especially my new office. This Rifle Paper Co. rug in calming blue and gray is one of my favorite pieces that helps to pull the room together." Caroline Hallemann, Digital News Director

5Electric Water Kettle, 34 oz.

"I had been using a kettle for years, when I decided to buy this electric water boiler. It works lightning fast and cheers me up when I see it on my kitchen counter. Plus, who doesn't want to know that fresh coffee is going to be ready less than 10 minutes in their future?" Karen Lubeck, Associate Research Editor

6Bold Chair by Big Game

"A few years ago, I bought a Klein blue chair by the French label Moustache for my desk at home. I've loved this chair since I first saw it at the home of a friend in Miami, the design dealer Aaron Mapp, and immediately swooned for its whimsical design, and unexpected comfort. It's made from two tubes of metal encased in a cushy textile coating, and every time I look at it I smile. Well, I've since moved, and I was on the look-out for modern dining chairs for a chrome bistro table by The Future Perfect. Well, the answer was staring at me all this time, and my first blue Bold chair just recently got a sibling." Erik Maza, Style Features Director

7Portrait 44

"I've been sprucing up my apartment over the year part of which included adding some colorful prints by AnneMarie Buckley."Fiona Lennon, Deputy Visuals Director

8RPM 1 Carbon Manual Turntable

"My love of music from an early age has fueled my audiophile hobby for years. Getting into vinyl seemed much more complex but setting up this turntable was a breeze! Ive been enjoying old and new albums available from both Amazon and my local record shop." Michael Stillwell, Senior Designer

9Future 1-on-1 Remote Personal Training

"Of all the things I've bought this yearclothes, books, art, endless dog toys that never seem to lastthe most rewarding has been a membership to Future, the personal training app. While other shiny new toys have already begun to gather dust, I use and actually enjoy Future almost every day and plan to continue doing do into 2022 and beyond." Adam Rathe, Arts Editor

10Packing Cube Quad

"I'm so late to the game but this was finally the year I bought a set of packing cubes. They have been a revelation, bringing much-needed orderin a chic, monogrammed designto the ever-chaotic process of stuffing a suitcase. I'm not sure how I have been traveling all this time without them!" Leena Kim, Associate Editor

11Ancestry+

"I haven't been more tickled by any other purchase this year than my 23andMe membership. The service may be experiencing some challenges since its SPAC-backed public offering in June, but the findings of its ancestry report for me have kept me fascinated since I sent over my DNA kit back in April. Like many Cubans, I expected my heritage to be a kaleidoscope of influences, but I was delighted to learn I am 0.6 percent Ashkenazi Jewish. On that note, allow me to wish you a very belated Happy Hanukkah. Chag sameach, muchachos!" Erik Maza, Style Features Director

12Arpine Vintage Turkish Rug

"After adopting two kittens, Ive spent considerably more time on the floor than usual, which led me to buy a few vintage pieces from Revival Rugs. Owning one-of-a-kind rugs that no one else has is certainly a plus, but the experience of sourcing said rugs from my sofa without having to rifle through piles of smelly wool was the real winning factor." Olivia Hosken, Style & Interiors Writer

13Weighted Blanket, Adult Queen 15 lbs

"A weighted blanket is a seemingly boring choice for "the best thing I bought this year" yet life changing nonetheless. As someone who can have a hard time slowing down and giving my body, and mind, well-deserved rest a weighted blanket was most definitely the best thing I could have purchased for myself. It is great for evening tv watching in the living room plus that extra push for a great night's sleep, arguably better than a hit of melatonin or CBD." Cassandra Hogan, Fashion Assistant

14NonSuch Bay Resort

"Dropped the kid off at college and then the Wife and I took a quick, 'EmptyNester' getaway to NonSuch Bay Resort in Antigua...heaven." Darrick Harris, Visuals Director

15Pacific Grove 22"x28" Canvas Print

"With over a year of working remotely and being unable to travel as much, I have begun to really appreciate the beauty and joy that art can bring, especially that of up and coming artists. This canvas print painting of the Pacific Grove by Bay Area artist, Malaika Santa Cruz brings such life to my NYC apartment with its rich colours and complex textures." Ashleigh Macdonald-Bennett, Assistant Managing Editor

16Faux-Leather Reversible Tote

"Given that I made the big move from DC to NYC this year, most of my purchases have been purely practical, consisting of furniture, home decor items, and storage containers. But I did decide to treat myself with this Ralph Lauren tote, which has turned into my go-to bag for work." Lauren Tappan, Assistant to the Editor in Chief

17Cloud Slippers Icy Blue Faux Fur

"Two words: Fuzzy slippers. Working from home for the past year has made my style very comfort focused, and these fuzzy slippers from ROAM combine comfort with cute. Theyre now a staple part of my WFH uniform."Tess Donlevie, Designer

18Antique Art

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19Art

Martin Whatson

"I think I'm happiest about two pieces of art I purchased, one by Chris Rivers and one by Martin Whatson. I'm also quite pleased with my new Eberjey pajamas which are so soft and sleep very coola must!" Danielle Stein Chizzik, Deputy Editor

20Molekule Air Purifier

"After spending so much time at home over the last two years, I wanted to make sure that the air in the apartment was as pure as it could be. I decided to splurge on the Molekule Air Purifier and it has turned out to be well worth the investment. The auto refills also make it so easy to know when it's time to change the filter so you know fresh air is always circulating." MaryKate Boylan, Senior Fashion Editor

21Darcy

"After the Covid restrictions lifted a bit in New York, I got dressed to go out and realized I only had colorful top handle bags (which are not hands free, an essential trait for a day out in the city), or giant canvas totes. Though I love these bags, they aren't always appropriate, and sometimes I want to lighten my load if I will be out all day. The Darcy bag by HOBO has been a gamechanger. It's a convertible bag and can be worn as a shoulder bag, crossbody, or wristlet, but the shoulder bag is my method of choice. It's the perfect grab and go bag that fits all my essentials (including a small umbrella), and never feels overdone or heavy. Plus it's black patent leather; I don't even have to think about matching." Sarah Adams, Freelance Fashion Assistant

22Limited Edition Collana Necklace

"Thrilled to get my hands on the Limited Edition Collana Necklace in celebration of Sidney Garbers 75th Anniversary. Cherishing this piece for years to come as it will easily become a familial heirloom." Dania Ortiz, Fashion & Accessories Director

23Mlange Relaxed French Terry Hoodie

"Tory Burch sweatshirt hoodietwo: one beige, one greenish-gray. I live in them. Great for home and travel." Klara Glowzewska, Executive Travel Editor

24Atlas Vidalia Mills 14 oz USA Denim Jean

"Change is hard. I've been wearing Levi's (and occassionally APCs) forever. But last month I bought a pair of Atlas Left Field jeans and they feel like they've been mine forever. It's a NYC company with a great back story. Not hard at all." Norman Vanamee, Articles Director

25Captain's Classic Dark Blue Blanket

"A dear friend of mine bought me this blanket for my birthday, saying it had become an obsession in her house. The same thing happened in my house, and I just bought two more to give as gifts this Christmas." Erin Hobday, Executive Managing Editor

26Elsa Peretti Bottle Jug Pendant

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The deepest secrets of Sephardic cooking are buried here – Forward

Posted By on December 18, 2021

Some cookbook authors get their recipes from chefs. Hlne Jawhara Pier got hers from the Inquisition.

The coiled holiday breads, long-simmered stews, and honey-sweetened, orange-scented desserts collected within Piers remarkable new book of Sephardic cookery derive not from family recipes passed down through well-worn cookbooks or hand-scribbled notes on food-stained scraps of paper, but from years of scholarly research into historical sources, chief among them trial records of the Inquisition.

Hlne Jawhara Pier

Sephardi: Cooking the History, though, is by no means a dense historical tome. Subtitled Recipes of the Jews of Spain and the Diaspora, from the 13th Century to Today, it is a lively, accessible cookbook containing 50-odd recipes illustrated with bright, appetizing photographs taken by Pier.

In the books introduction and within recipe headnotes, Pier offers fascinating and concise historical context that enhances the experience of reading and cooking recipes for dishes including Swiss Chard Stew With Chickpeas and something called Meatballs cursed by the Jews (More on that one later.)

Pier was born in Paris of half-Spanish and half-French heritage and now resides in Bordeaux. As a doctoral candidate at the French University of Tours, she studied Medieval history and the history of food, spending six years researching the recipes of Iberian Jews of the Middle Ages.

I have always been very interested in food and in religion and how food was important in religious practices, Pier said. But I have always been also interested in Jewish food and Jewish culture and culinary heritage. At University I started thinking about studying the first Jewish cookbook, and it started to be very complex. I was looking for this source, but it didnt exist.

To understand the obstacles Pier encountered, and why she was ultimately able to find so much information within Inquisition-trial documents, one requires a brief outline of the history of the Jews of Spain and Portugal.

After being expelled from Jerusalem and Palestine by the Romans in the 2nd Century, Jews traveled to the Iberian peninsula where at first they struggled under Romans and Visigoths, then thrived for 800 years of Muslim rule.

How the tiny Christian enclaves in the peninsular north resisted the Muslims and gradually pushed south and grew into the large kingdoms of Castile and Aragon, and their smaller neighbors Navarre and Portugal, according to David Gitlitz, the recently deceased author of books including A Drizzle of Honey, who wrote the cookbooks foreward. How the Jews who had now come to be living under Christian rule were increasingly persecuted. How when in the late 1400s Castile and Aragon united under Ferdinand and Isabel, the self-styled Catholic Monarchs, Jews were offered the choice of conversion or exile. And how the religious behavior of those who chose to convert and remain as Christians was rigorously policed by the Inquisition.

The Inquisition began in 1478 as a way of identifying converts called conversos who secretly continued to practice Judaism. One of the primary ways to unmask these conversos (also called Crypto Jews by the Inquisitors), was through their dietary habits.

As they had to hide themselves, it is even more complex for a historian to find something that proves their different practices. There are no cookbooks that bear the name Jewish cookbook, because food was a tool to identify the Jews, so creating a Jewish cookbook in this period was impossible. So thats why I had to have a look at different kinds of sources.

Pier pored over three cookbooks from the Iberian peninsula written in the 13th and 14th centuries two in Arabic and one in Catalan. Searching recipes from the Middle Ages through the 19th century, she discovered only eight specifically identified as being Jewish. She looked to literature and scholarly works, and also to Maimonides, whose Regimen of Health, offered remarkable material including the recipe for a chicken soup with poached eggs, called Puchero, that reminded Pier of the one her Andalusian grandmother made.

In the soup recipes headnote she quotes Maimonides as saying, The patient will always keep his strength by taking a light food like chicken soup, meat broth, soft egg yolk, which for him who can take it, and even some less mild elements such as chicken meat.

Then there are the Inquisition trials, in which conversos were revealed based on their culinary practices, often having been denounced by their own servants.

There is a recipe called Meat Pie of the Fernandes Conversos From Bahia, described in the introduction as being based on a 1590 Inquisition trial record, which explains how the Fernandes family from Bahia, Brazil, were reported for their Shabbat cooking: preparing a baked dish of meat with onion, olive oil, seeds, spices and other ingredients, sealed with dough all around.

Swiss chard stew with chickpeas

Perhaps the most significant recipe in the book is for a dish called adefina, the iconic slow-cooked chickpea and beef stew, also known as dafina, ani, hamin, and trasnochado. The long-simmering, aromatically spiced stew was known by different names in part to deceive Inquisition officials, as the dish would have revealed the makers and eaters as Jewish, according to the recipe headnote. All terms refer to the characteristics of the dish: adefina, adafina, dafina mean buried, hidden. Trasnochado refers to the fact that it is cooked overnight.

It is an iconic and emblematic dish of the Jews of Spain, Pier said. Its very, very important because in Inquisition trials or in other sources its not very common to have a specific name for the dish. We know ingredients and processes, but there is not always a very specific name for the dish that the Jews were eating.

Adefina is a notable exception, and it is mentioned in Memoirs of the Reign of the Catholic Monarchs, penned in the 15th century by Andrs Bernldez, Archbishop of Seville, who wrote that Adefina was a pot-au-feu (puchero) or pot (olla) that the Jews place at nightfall on the stove covering it with embers, for eating on Saturdays.

As with other recipes in Sephardi, this one doesnt contain New World ingredients such as potatoes or sweet potatoes, which are common additions in modern times but would not have been present in the Middle Ages. (Nor are there any tomatoes within these pages.)

There is plenty of eggplant, including an Eggplant, Garlic, and Cheese Dip; A Jewish Dish of Eggplants Stuffed With Meat; and Eggplants With Saffron and Swiss Chard for a Converso Wedding. In the introduction to this dish, Pier explains: One of the characteristics of eggplant is that it can be eaten cold. The culinary practices of the Jewish conversos during the Inquisition period testify to this. Indeed, several families were accused by the court of the Inquisition of Toledo for having consumed cold eggplant pots called cauelas for their Shabbat lunch, which they had prepared the day before.

Pier found that eggplant was often used in literature to mock Jewish practices. The smell of the eggplant, excessive consumption of eggplant, its been used as a way to make fun, she said. The ones who also consumed eggplant were the Muslims. Nevertheless, in the historical sources there is no mention of eggplant to make fun of the Muslims. It is just concerning the Jews.

Pier recommended pairing the Eggplants With Saffron and Swiss Chard for a Converso Wedding with meatballs the ones that were apparently cursed by the Jews. She came across this recipe in one of the Eastern Muslim cookbooks of the Middle Ages, the only one to contain Jewish recipes. The title mentioning a curse is intriguing, since there is no indication of what it means in the cookbook. Why were these meatballs cursed by the Jews? We are left to draw our own conclusions. A later version of the cookbook drops the word cursed.

The last chapter of the book is called My Recipes Based on Historical Sources, and includes a cheesecake made with cottage cheese, which Piner serves on Shavuot, a Moroccan flatbread thats popular today, and a popular spinach pie called mina, made with store-bought puff pastry dough.

I decided to add this section to highlight that when you are talking about Jewish cuisine, we really have to take into account the importance of adaptation and evolution, she said. It is always like that. To move and to adapt yourself and to continue living and keeping your religion and your practices.

Eating is to remember, she said. When you eat something, it tastes very different when you know where it comes from.

Join Hlne Jawhara Pier as she cooks from Sephardi: Cooking the History. Recipes of the Jews of Spain and the Diaspora, from the 13th Century to Today and joins in conversation with Forward National and Food Editor Rob Eshman. Jan 26, 2022 02:00 PM in Eastern Time (US and Canada) Click here to register.

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Holidays Bring a Diversity of Celebration on the South End – southseattleemerald.com

Posted By on December 18, 2021

by Alexa Peters

There is no area more diverse in its holiday traditions and celebrations than South Seattle and with a quick look at the most recent demographic data for the area, its no wonder.

South King County is one of the most diverse parts of the United States, with the Rainier Valley 98118 ZIP code home to speakers of approximately 60 different languages. Plus, as opposed to other parts of Seattle that come in at 60% or more, the 2020 census shows that Seattles District 2, which includes South Seattle, is majority Asian. South Seattle is also 21.4% Black or African American, 9.3% Hispanic or Latino, 0.6% Alaskan Native and American Indian, 0.8% Native Hawaiian and Pacific Islander, 0.2% some other race, and 6.1% multiracial.

Here are the stories behind a few of the rich traditions and diverse celebrations South End residents observe during this time of year.

With some Jewish families having lived in South Seattle for as many as seven generations, the Jewish community is one of Seattles oldest immigrant groups. In Rainier Valley alone, there is a diverse array of Jewish communities, including two Sephardic synagogues from the former Ottoman empire that each celebrates Hanukkah.

Emily Alhadeff, a member of the Modern Orthodox Jewish community who lives in Rainier Valley, says there are four different synagogues within a 1-mile radius of her house, each with its own practice of Judaism. In general, though, everyone celebrates Hanukkah together.

Theres a little variation on how people celebrate, but Hanukkah is pretty universal, said Alhadeff.

Hanukkah is based on stories in the apocryphal books of the Maccabees and the Talmud about a small group of Jewish rebels, known as the Maccabees, and their defeat of the Greek Syrians, who had invaded and desecrated the Second Temple of Jerusalem. When the Jewish rebels reclaimed the temple, they rededicated it by keeping a menorah lit at all times. There was one hang-up: They only had enough olive oil to burn for one day.

Miraculously, the menorah remained lit for eight days. Modern Jews continue to celebrate this miracle with Hanukkah, also known as the Festival of Lights, by lighting a menorah, or nine-pronged candelabra, one candle at a time for eight days.

At its core, Alhadeff says, Hanukkah is about lighting up the darkness and celebrating oil. In Alhadeffs Rhodes tradition, theres a set of specific fried foods they aim to eat, including a Sephardic-specific food called bumuelos fried dough with honey. Another common oil-fried Hanukkah staple is potato latkes.

For many Jewish Americans, some Christmas-like aspects have also been added to Hanukkah celebrations as Jewish people have further assimilated into American culture. Hence, some families, like the Alhadeffs, give gifts to their kids during Hanukkah. Coincidentally, because the date of Hanukkah depends on the Jewish calendar, which is based on a combination of the solar and lunar calendar and varies year to year, the Festival of Lights sometimes even lands on Christmas.

This year, Hanukkah began on Nov. 28 and ended Dec. 6.

Based on a 2016 City of Seattle report, at least 1.7% of the citys population is East African immigrants. Many come from the largest country on Africas horn, Ethiopia, a predominantly Ethiopian Orthodox Christian and Muslim country, with many rich cultural and religious traditions in the wintertime.

Muslims have no celebrations in winter, but Ethiopian Orthodox Christians will celebrate their Christmas, also called Ganna or Leddet. This celebration happens annually on Jan. 7, the Ethiopian Orthodox Churchs calculation of Jesus birth.

Milen Gebreselassie, who co-owns Kaffa Coffee and Wine Bar on Rainier Avenue with her husband, celebrates Ethiopian Christmas every year with her family. Though some immigrant families like hers have integrated Western Christmas trees and the tradition of gift-giving into their celebration, she describes Ethiopian Christmas as more about prayer and fasting as a means for mental clarity.

Its a religious festival, mostly celebrated by the Christians. So, people fast for about 43 days before the Christmas celebration, which means you eat as a strict vegan, said Gebreselassie. [Its about] depriving your body from the things that you really like so that you become more aware, conscious. It keeps you awake.

Those who celebrate are to use this mental state to wish good to those who are struggling. This Christmas, as war rips once again through Ethiopias Tigray Region, Gebreselassie says the ongoing unrest there is the focus of her communitys prayers.

In our country, you probably heard we are going through some tough times right now, a lot of conflict, and so everybody is praying that better days will come, she said.

On Jan. 7, the 43 days of prayer and fasting end in a feast on Ethiopian Christmas Day. Traditionally, each family spends the day making an elaborate doro wat stew with chicken or lamb which must only be made with fresh meat slaughtered that day to break their fast. Some families also brew their own wine or beer for the occasion and then walk around their neighborhood sharing their spoils with their neighbors.

Every family cooks. We go to all the neighbors houses to eat everywhere, and people are going to come [to your house] as well, she said.

With that in mind, Gebreselassie plans to make traditional Ethiopian honey bread called dabo for patrons at Kaffa Coffee and Wine Bar, in celebration of Ganna this year.

Well probably make traditional coffee and give it away to our regular customers and share some homemade bread, she said.

For South Seattle College student Lexi Bonaparte and many other African Americans on the South End, Kwanzaa is an essential part of the wintertime festivities.

My family celebrates Kwanzaa in addition to Christmas, said Bonaparte. My mom was really big on values and being grateful when I was growing up. I would still get gifts on Christmas, but Kwanzaa is [about showing gratitude for] those gifts and making gifts or buying them for others who are less fortunate.

Kwanzaa, a weeklong celebration that starts on Dec. 26, is about honoring African heritage and culture. The holiday, which is named for the Swahili phrase matunda ya kwanza, which means first fruits, is a winter harvest festival and a hybrid of many African agricultural traditions.

Introduced by Dr. Maulana Karenga a professor and the chairman of Black Studies at California State University in 1966, it combines aspects of many different African harvest celebrations with the intention of creating a holiday that would connect and unify all African American people.

It became more popular in the 60s during the Civil Rights Movement to celebrate our African culture and reconnect to our roots prior to slavery, said Bonaparte, who lives in Renton. Its about community and strength.

Kwanzaa has seven core symbols: Mazao, or crops, which represent the fruits of collective planning and work; Mkeka, or place mats, which symbolize the foundation people stand on to build their lives; Muhindi, or ears of corn, which symbolize fertility and future hopes; Mishumaa Saba, or seven candles, which symbolize the sun; Kinara, or a candleholder, which represents ancestry; Kikombe Cha Umoja, or the Unity Cup, which represents unity and remembrance, and Zawadi or gifts, which symbolize growth and self-determination.

Typically, Kwanzaa celebrations involve reflecting on these seven core Kwanzaa symbols, as well as the seven complementary core principles, through the lighting of one colored candle on the kinara per day.

You light the black candle first, representing Umoja, which is unity; the second, Kujichagulia, which is self-determination; third, Ujima, collective work; fourth, Ujamaa, cooperative economics; fifth, Nia, representing purpose; sixth, Kuumba, which is creativity; seventh Imani, which represents faith, said Bonparte.

As each candle is lit, Bonparte says she and her family reflect on the principle at hand, on the year past, and their intentions in the new year. On Dec. 31, Kwanzaa observers also celebrate New Years Eve with a huge feast, which varies from family to family.

In Bonapartes family, which is from the American South, they make a huge pot of seafood gumbo and eat cornbread and black-eyed peas, the latter of which symbolizes wealth and prosperity in the coming year. Bonapartes family also decorates their dining room table with ears of multicolored corn and drinks from the unity cup.

Small gifts are also exchanged, but for Bonaparte, the highlights of the holiday are definitely the food and the time for self-reflection.

I love spending time reflecting on everything I am grateful for, from the roof over my head to my health, she said. And uniting with my family to thank our ancestors for their sacrifices.

Meanwhile, members of the Latino community on the South End celebrate Las Posadas, a festival that originated in colonial Mexico and is celebrated throughout the diaspora.

Buriens Highline Heritage Museum will put on its own La Posada event this year. According to Nancy Salguero McKay, executive director of the museum, the traditional festival occurs every night from Dec. 16 until Christmas Eve and is all about asking for shelter in honor of the story of Mary and Joseph seeking refuge for the birth of Jesus.

La Posada means asking for shelter, Salguero McKay said. [It starts with a] procession of singing, basically almost like Christmas carols, and then asking for shelter as part of the procession. You come to someones home and are carrying candles and you ask for shelter. Its a back-and-forth [singing] interaction between the people inside and the people outside.

Once welcomed inside, the entire costumed procession enters the house for a big party including traditional foods, like savory and sweet tamales, warm refreshments, like cinnamon-spiced Mexican coffee called caf de olla, as well as piatas and candy.

Traditionally, these processions and parties happen in a new home every night from Dec. 16 until Christmas Eve. For that reason, Las Posadas is a highly coordinated celebration where entire blocks get together and assign each family one night to receive the rest of the neighborhood procession.

Highline Heritage Museums La Posada celebration took place on the night of Dec. 12 and embodied all the energy and festivity of this tradition by putting inclusion and education at the forefront. Workshops and presentations led in Spanish and English taught about the significance of the festivities and what the celebration looks like in Mexico.

The educational component helps teach young people in the community about their heritage and propels the tradition forward.

And then we have piatas, we have the food, we have the chocolate, said Salguero McKay. Its just a way for little ones to be able to grow up with the tradition, but it also serves as an opportunity to share this tradition with everyone and make everyone [feel] welcome.

This year was the Highline Heritage Museums second time holding a La Posada event. The museum, which has a mission of collecting, telling, and preserving the stories of the people living in Buriens Highline area, had its first La Posada event in 2019, shortly after it first opened.

In King County, Filipino Americans make up 3.1% of the total population, according to census data, and Filipino Americans are one of the largest Asian American ethnicities in the South End, particularly in Beacon Hill and Rainier Valley.

The Philippines has been an American colony for well over 30 years and is overwhelmingly Catholic, so many Filipinos celebrate many of the Christmas traditions typical of a Western Christmas. That said, there are some subtle variations that help to express the uniqueness of Filipino culture.

Maricres Valdez Castro, a Filipino American who grew up in Seattle and Tacoma and is this years reigning Miss Washington U.S. International, prepares for Christmas throughout the month of December with Simbang Gabi, a nine-day series of devotional masses.

In Tacoma, we have St. Leo Parish, which is the only Catholic church in Washington State that offers monthly bilingual Filipino mass consistently throughout the year, says Valdez Castro. Simbang Gabi is about preparing our families, preparing our hearts and our community for the birth of Christ.

Simbang Gabi commences this year on Dec. 12, says Valdez Castro, a passionate advocate in the Asian American community and a community outreach advocate and social media specialist at Asia Pacific Cultural Center.

At this time, Valdez Castros community comes together to sing in one of the countrys dominant languages, Tagalog, and to make parols, hand-crafted star lanterns displayed during Christmastime as symbols of hope and light.

[Parols] can also symbolize the North Star that led the three Magi to Christ so they could find him in the desert and be able to witness that miracle, said Valdez Castro. And you know, its kind of a nice juxtaposition to what were going through right now, to focus on cultivating that culture of hope despite the darkness.

Amidst the nine days of prayer, Filipinos are also preparing for a Christmas celebration on Dec. 25. In fact, Valdez Castro says the preparations for Christmas start as early as September in the Philippines.

As soon as the ber [months ending in the suffix -ber, e.g., November] months hit, Christmas lights are out. In the Philippines, its [wild] right now. People are celebrating a lot and its with this backdrop of being grateful for the family that we have, she said.

Honoring family, particularly your elders, is a major theme of Filipino Christmas traditions. Many show this respect through frequent visits with their elders and through a specific hand gesture.

Traditionally, we bow our head and politely grab our elders right hand and touch our forehead to [the back of their hand] in this bowing manner, said Valdez Castro. We say mano po and in that moment, were asking for their blessing and were thanking them for their presence, and its a sign of humility and deep respect and reverence for our elders.

They also eat a lot with their elders and the rest of the family things like puto bumbong, a sticky purple rice pastry. Some also carol and sing some of their traditional Christmas songs, like Ang Pasko Ay Sumapit, which describes Jesus birth and happy intentions for the new year.

There will be one more unique addition to Valdez Castros Christmas celebrations this year, due to her community work and her recent pageant win: Shell dance as the Arabian lead and granny in the Evergreen City Ballets production of The Nutcracker this December in Renton.

This is only a taste of the variety of festivities going on throughout December, January, and February in the South End, as people from all over the world usher in the new year. Plus, in the true spirit of diversity, many in-person and virtual holiday community celebrations and religious ceremonies in South Seattle will strive to include people from all different religions and ethnicities.

Kaffa Coffee and Wine Bar will be sharing the treats and message of Ethiopian Christmas in January at its restaurant. The Northwest African American Museum will hold a virtual Kwanzaa celebration on Dec. 30, and this local Simbang Gabi mass is celebrated in-person and online, in the spirit of sharing and friendship.

Alexa Peters is a freelance journalist and copywriter living in the Seattle area. Her work has appeared in The Seattle Times, The Washington Post, Leafly, Downbeat Magazine, Healthline, and more. Her Twitter is @itsallwritebyme and her Instagram is @alexapeterswrites.

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The Forgotten History of the Term "Palestine" – by Douglas …

Posted By on December 16, 2021

Some think of the Palestinian-Israeli dispute as a clash of nationalisms. Others stress religious antagonism, while others yet see an East-West power struggle. But it is roundly agreed upon that a key element of the conflict is land. That land, for many years by many people, was called Palestine.

Yet few peopleincluding Middle East policy makers, journalists, historians and even lexicographersknow much about the history of the name Palestine, or what territory it has at one time or another encompassed.

The ancient Romans pinned the name on the Land of Israel. In 135 CE, after stamping out the province of Judeas second insurrection, the Romans renamed the province Syria Palaestinathat is, Palestinian Syria. They did so resentfully, as a punishment, to obliterate the link between the Jews (in Hebrew, Yhudim and in Latin Judaei) and the province (the Hebrew name of which was Yhudah). Palaestina referred to the Philistines, whose home base had been on the Mediterranean coast.

It is widely thought, as reflected in my 1976 New College Edition of the American Heritage Dictionary, that the term Palestine refers only to the land between the Jordan River and the Mediterranean Sea. Countless books and maps say that Israel, in conquering the West Bank and Gaza in the 1967 Six-Day War, took control of all of Palestine. But that is not correct.

The term Palestine was used for millennia without a precise geographic definition. Thats not uncommonthink of Transcaucasus or Midwest. No precise definition existed for Palestine because none was required. Since the Roman era, the name lacked political significance. No nation ever had that name.

The term was meaningful to Christians as synonymous with the Holy Land. It was meaningful to Jews as synonymous with Eretz Yisrael, which is Hebrew for the Land of Israel. As noted by the Palestinian scholar Muhammad Y. Muslih in The Origins of Palestinian Nationalism, Arabic speakers sometimes used the Arabic words for Holy Land, but never coined a uniquely Arabic name for the territory; Filastin is the Arabic pronunciation of the Roman terminology. Palestine was also referred to as Surya al-Janubiyya (Southern Syria), because it was part of geographical Syria, wrote Muslih. In the pre-World War I-era, scholars also sometimes said Palestine was the region just south of Syria.

Since biblical times, Palestine was understood to span the Jordan River. It was common to call the one bank Western Palestine and the other Eastern Palestine, as evidenced by such works as Edward Robinson, et al., Biblical Researches in Palestine and the Adjacent Regions (1856); Charles Warren, Underground Jerusalem (1876); Frederick Jones Bliss, The Development of Palestine Exploration (1906); and Ellsworth Huntington, Palestine and Its Transformation (1911). The Israelite tribes of Reuben, Gad, and Menasseh, the Bible said, all held land east of the Jordan River. Before World War I, no books described that river as Palestines eastern boundary.

Eastern Palestine was also known as Transjordan, meaning across the Jordan. In other words, the Jordan River did not bound Palestine; it bisected it. Referring to the Jordan Valley in his book Sinai and Palestine (1863), the Oxford University scholar Arthur Penrhyn Stanley said, It is around and along this deep fissure that the hills of western and eastern Palestine spring up.

The terminology of Western and Eastern Palestine appeared universally in 19th- and early 20th-century literature. In George Adam Smiths influential study, The Historical Geography of the Holy Land, Book II is entitled Western Palestine and Book III Eastern Palestine. The famous works of Britains Palestine Exploration Fundthe first coauthored by H.H. Kitchener, later Field-Marshal Earl Kitchener, when he was but a lieutenantwere titled The Survey of Western Palestine and The Survey of Eastern Palestine.

No one in the pre-World War I period ever needed to specify how far eastward Eastern Palestine extended. As the 1911 Encyclopedia Britannica stated, The River Jordan, it is true, marks a line of delimitation between Western and Eastern Palestine; but it is practically impossible to say where the latter ends and the Arabian desert begins.

Palestine applied vaguely to a region that for the 400 years before World War I was part of the Ottoman empire. In that empire, it was divided among several provinces and governates and never composed an administrative unit.

During the Great War of 1914-1918, the Ottoman empire, which included Palestine, fought alongside Germany and Austria-Hungary against the Allies. That made the Holy Land enemy territory from the British perspective, and Britain took the lead in conquering it. When the war ended, the victorious Allies divided the formerly Ottoman Near East into new political units. In April 1920, they assigned to France the mandate to govern Syria, including Lebanon. They assigned two mandates to Britain, one for Mesopotamia (now Iraq) and one for Palestine. Borders for the three territories were not yet defined.

How did British Mandate Palestine get its borders? The line in the north emerged from Anglo-French negotiations in 1923. The one in the south was fixed by treaties in the mid-1920s between Britain and the new nation of Saudi Arabia. The border between Mandate Palestine and Mandate Mesopotamia was of little immediate importance, given that it was in the middle of an uninhabited desert and Britain controlled both sides. That line was finally fixed through an exchange of letters in 1932.

What particularly interests us here is how Britain handled Eastern Palestine. The short answer is that it remained under the British Mandate for Palestine until 1946, when it became the independent kingdom of Transjordan, later renamed Jordan. Western Palestine remained under the Mandate until May 1948.

The longer answer requires us to go back to World War I.

In November 1917, the British government issued the Balfour Declaration, a promise to help create in Palestine a Jewish national home. The promise, motivated by a combination of strategic and moral considerations, was controversial, including within the government.

As Britain (with a small bit of help from French forces) was conquering Palestine and Syria, its military commander, General Edmund Allenby, chose to view Eastern and Western Palestine as distinct areas. A practical man, he had no interest in Jewish nationalism, nor any sympathy for it. In 1918, he combined Transjordan and inland Syria into a military occupation zone that Britain allowed the Arabian Emir Faysal to administer from Damascus. Allenby assigned Palestine west of the Jordan to a different occupation zone, with its own military government based in Jerusalem.

Allenby hoped Faysal would reign over a Syrian kingdom that included Transjordan. That would give London influence over the whole area, as Faysal was understood to be Britains man. But French leaders were hostile to Faysal, and, when they took control of Damascus in July 1920, they ousted him. (Britain soon consoled Faysal with the kingship of Iraq.) British officials, not wanting France to control Transjordan, quickly made clear that Transjordan was not part of French Mandate Syria.

What, then, should be done with Transjordan? Britains high commissioner in Palestine had said it should be recognized as part of Palestine under his supervision. He stressed that it could help Western Palestine meet its future food, water, and electricity needs.Britains new foreign secretary, Lord Curzon, however, disagreed, primarily because of his concerns about the costs of administering Transjordan. At the same time, however, he saw Western and Eastern Palestine as a strategically valuable land bridge connecting British Egypt to British Mandate Mesopotamia. His dilemma was how to retain control of that bridge while limiting Britains responsibilities in Transjordan.

Curzon suggested that Transjordan might be given some form of independent Arab Government. One option, he said, was to recognize Transjordan as belonging to Palestine or Mesopotamia. Another was to divide Transjordan between those Mandates. And a third was to leave it for future arrangement. Curzon preferred to wait, leaving the eastern boundary of Palestine . . . for subsequent definition when the situation as regards Arabia has developed further.

In February 1921, Winston Churchill became secretary of state for the colonies and responsibility for the Middle East was transferred from Curzon to him. Churchill promptly devised a set of policies of huge importance and lasting effect. They created kingdoms and put men on thrones. They drew new maps. And, it can be argued, they partitioned Palestine for the first time between Arabs and Jews.

High on Churchills agenda was Eastern Palestine. Churchill shared Curzons view that an Arab administration of Transjordan could help keep down British expenditures. Churchill also agreed to maintain the ban on Zionist settlement east of the Jordan Riveroriginally put in place by Britains military administration, which claimed to lack the resources necessary to protect Jews there.

Zionist leaders argued that Britain should not exclude Transjordan from the Jewish national home. In a communication to a senior British official, the U.S. Supreme Court justice Louis Brandeis said that Palestine needed access to water resources in Transjordan for irrigation and power and also to Transjordans fertile plains . . . for food and sustenance. (Upon joining the Supreme Court in 1916, Brandeis had resigned his chairmanship of Americas principal Zionist organization, but he remained active in the Jewish national cause.)

The leader of the Zionist Organization, Chaim Weizmann, argued to Churchill that Transjordan, from earliest times, was an integral and vital part of Palestine. Its plains were the Holy Lands natural granary and the climate was invigorating. The area was scarcely inhabited and long derelict, Weizmann said, and severing it from Palestine would be scant satisfaction to Arab Nationalism, while it would go far to frustrate Britains Jewish-national-home policy. While Eastern Palestine may probably never have the same religious and historic significance as Western Palestine, he wrote, it may bulk much larger in the economic future of the Jewish National Home.

Churchill knew that it might not be possible diplomatically to arrange a separate British mandate for Transjordan. His staff therefore proposed acknowledging the territory as part of Mandate Palestinea decision comfortably within the time-honored common understanding that Palestine straddled the Jordan River.

The ban on Jewish settlement in Eastern Palestine, however, created a legal conundrum. How could Churchill maintain the ban when one of the chief duties of Britain, as Palestines mandatory power, was to encourage close settlement by Jews on the land? Churchill did not buy his staffs argument that the Mandate, as then drafted, gave Britain the necessary authority. Amending the draft would be awkward, but Churchill feared a legal challenge. He sought help from lawyers. If it were absolutely necessary to change the Mandate to keep Transjordan out of the Jewish national home, he wrote, then he wanted the new authority couched in vague language: to specify areas affected without referring in detail to proposed difference in treatment.

The result was an artfully muddy amendment that was added to the Mandate as Article 25. It stated, In the territories lying between the Jordan and the eastern boundary of Palestine as ultimately determined, the Mandatory shall be entitled . . . to postpone or withhold application of such provisions of this mandate as he may consider inapplicable to the existing local conditions. The words were framed, a senior official explained, to enable Britain to withhold indefinitely the application of those clauses of the mandate which related to the establishment of a National Home for the Jews.

After the League of Nations eventually approved the Mandate in 1922, the British representative Arthur Balfour submitted to it a memorandum, citing Article 25, that listed all the clauses about Jews and said they were not applicable in Transjordan. Balfour told the Leagues governing council that the memorandums object was to withdraw from Trans-Jordan the special provisions which were intended to provide a national home for the Jews west of the Jordan. Frances representative said he understood that Balfours memorandum only aimed at maintaining in the area to the east of the Jordan the general regime of the Mandate for Palestine. Balfour said he agreed.

On March 23, 1921, Churchill had traveled to Jerusalem to persuade Emir Abdullah, Faysals brother, to content himself, at least for the time being, with a position in Transjordan. Having decided that Transjordan should be constituted an Arab province of Palestine under an Arab governor, responsible to the High Commissioner, Churchill suggested that Abdullah take responsibility there for six months with British help. Abdullah agreed.

Nothing is so permanent as the provisional, the adage says. That six-month arrangement has not endedit has been in operation for a century. It gave rise to the emirate of Transjordan, which existed under the Palestine Mandate until 1946 and then evolved into the kingdom of Transjordan, which changed its name in 1949 to the kingdom of Jordan, which exists to this day under the kingship of Abdullahs great-grandson, Abdullah II.

Zionist leaders of all stripes were unhappy with the British governments policy on Transjordan. Vladimir Jabotinsky would demand reversal of the territorys exclusion from the Jewish national home, making a rallying cry of the slogan Two banks to the Jordanthis is ours, and this too. The words, which rhyme in Hebrew (Shtey gadot la-yardenzu shelanu, zu gam ken) were from a poem by Jabotinsky that, put to music, became one of the anthems of his political movements youth organization.

Although the idea that the Jewish national home should include Eastern Palestine became associated mainly, if not exclusively, with the political right when Jabotinskys Zionist Revisionist movement adopted it as a tenet, in 1921 it was a consensus view among Zionists from right to left.

Some British officials likewise looked askance at the Transjordan policy. Colonel Richard Meinertzhagen of the Colonial Office said he exploded when he heard Churchill had severed Transjordan from Palestine. In his memoir, A Crackle of Thorns, Alec Kirkbride, a British military officer in Transjordan who became Britains first ambassador there, commented wryly that, after Britain chose to put Abdullah in charge, In due course the remarkable discovery was made that the clauses of the mandate relating to the establishment of a National Home for the Jews had never been intended to apply to mandated territory east of the river. Leopold Amery, a former colonial secretary and one of the drafters of the Balfour Declaration, criticized the Transjordan policy for taking out of Palestine the larger and better half, the half more suitable to large-scale colonization. Years laterin a May 22, 1939 House of Commons debatehe described the decision as Palestines first partition.

In early 1921 Colonial Office officials mulled the question of terminology and proposed that Palestine and Eastern Palestine should be brought into use for the territories lying respectively to the west and east of the River Jordan. Their recommendation was only partially adopted. Palestine became the term used for Western Palestine. But the territory east of the Jordan would commonly be called Transjordan.

The common use of Transjordan rather than Eastern Palestine had consequences. After the 1948-49 Israeli War of Independence, it allowed supporters of the Palestinian Arabs to describe them as stateless. After the 1967 Six-Day War, it allowed people to say plausibly, if inaccurately, that the Jews had taken control of all of Palestine, leaving none to the Arabs.

Numerous booksfor example, Rashid Khalidi, The Iron Cage: The Story of the Palestinian Struggle for Statehood (2006)now contain maps that attach the labels Palestine or Mandate Palestine only to Palestine west of the Jordan. Writing that the Zionists were ultimately able to take over the entire country, Khalidi endorsed the common but ahistorical assertion that Palestine extended no further east than the Jordan River. By way of contrast, it is notable that another leading American scholar of Arab origin, Princeton Universitys Philip K. Hitti, in his History of Syria: Including Lebanon and Palestine (1951), dealt accurately with this point of geography. After identifying Palestine as the southern part of Syria, Hitti wrote that Palestine was amputated from Syria, and then, In 1921 Transjordan, with a biblical name but no real historical existence, was in turn amputated from Palestine and placed under the Emir Abdullah.

Would the world now perceive the Arab-Israeli conflict differently if British officials had adopted that proposal from the Colonial Office to continue to use the term Eastern Palestine, rather than Transjordan? Would world politics be different if people generally understood that the kingdom of Jordan is in Eastern Palestine and Israel is in Western Palestine? Would the conflict have been different if no one had ever contended that the Palestinian Arabs are stateless?

Such questions have been excitedly debated over the years, including within Israel. Early in his political career, Ariel Sharon, who became Israeli prime minister in 2001, made famous the slogan Jordan is Palestine, using it to counter demands for Israeli territorial concessions to the Palestinians. Of the various arguments advanced in favor of such concessions, one was that Israel should agree to divide the land it controlled because the Arabs deserved a state in at least part of Palestine. Sharons answer was that an Arab stateJordanalready existed in Palestine.

Sharons slogan became a hot button in Israeli politics because it sounded dismissive of concerns about how Israel should deal with the rights of Palestinians living west of the Jordan River. Anyone who heard it that way had good grounds to object. Those concerns are serious and the slogan is not at all the end of the story. But, as much as one might dislike its political implications, the simple statement that Jordan is Palestine is factual.

The distinguished Anglo-American historian Bernard Wasserstein clearly did not like the slogans political implications. Rejecting the view of Jabotinsky and Sharon that Palestine was partitioned in 1921 as a myth, he wrote, In fact, what occurred [when Britain decided that Transjordan would be part of the Palestine Mandate, albeit outside the Jewish national home] was a huge addition to the territory of Palestine, not any subtraction. He added, Zionist disappointment at the loss of what they had never been promised and never possessed led to the idea that they had been somehow cheated out of their birthright. The legend persists.

Wassersteins point is supported by the view of Allenby and his officers. When they spoke of Palestine, they generally meant only Western Palestine. From their perspective, Transjordans inclusion in the Palestine Mandate was an addition. But Jabotinsky and Sharon were not wrong. As is clear in any library of books of history and natural history from before the Great Warincluding, as we have seen, the massive British military surveys of the Palestine Exploration Fund and the widely-read work of the scholar George Adam SmithPalestine had a western part and an eastern part that were separated by the Jordan River. From the viewpoint of the established experts in geography, declaring Transjordan out of the Jewish national home was a subtraction.

Wassersteins statement that Transjordan had never been promised to the Zionists is true in that it was never explicitly promised to anyone. Britain, however, did promise to help create a Jewish national home in Palestine, and all the parties involved understood that the boundaries remained to be specified.

For their part, Zionist leaders and top British officials understood that the word Palestine in the Balfour Declaration included Transjordanin other words, that Eastern Palestine, or at least part of it, was included in the promise to the Zionists. That is clear from the Brandeis and Weizmann letters. It is evident from Amerys remarks. And it is shown conclusively by Churchills agreement to accept Article 25. If the Balfour Declaration had been limited to west of the Jordan, Churchill would not have felt compelled to add in Article 25 to make the Mandates Jewish-home clauses inapplicable east of the Jordan.

Wasserstein is correct that the Zionists never possessed Transjordan, but it is unclear what that signifies. Jews in ancient times had lived east of the river, but Britain banned the Zionists from settling there.

To sum up: Palestine was long universally understood to include the land on both sides of the Jordan River. Eastern Palestine is now the kingdom of Jordan. Its eastern border was not finalized until after the League of Nations approved the Palestine Mandate. Maps of Mandate Palestine that include only Western Palestine are misleading because the emirate of Transjordan was part of Mandate Palestine, governed under Britains Jerusalem-based high commissioner for Palestine from 1921 until the emirate became an independent kingdom in 1946. Amery had a firm basis for saying that taking Transjordan out of the Jewish national home in 1921-1922 can properly be called Palestines first partition.

This examination of the term Palestine is not an argument about what Israel should or should not do to try to make peace with its Arab enemies. While it refutes the contention that there is only one state now in Palestine, it says nothing about whether Israel should be willing, in pursuit of peace, to relinquish control of various parts of Western Palestine.

The value of this history is not in how it relates to anyones preferences regarding the two-state solution or other ideas about peace. Its value inheres in its accuracy. A true account of history justifies itself.

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