The popular media often accuses the Jewish people of an obsession. Some accuse us good-humoredly of an obsession with food. Others maliciously accuse us of being obsessed with money. I agree that there is a Jewish obsession. I maintain that it is justice with which we are obsessed.
I define an obsession as an idea that dominates our thinking even when there
Except for the saints among us, we all boast. Sometimes we boast about our own natural endowments, our good looks, or our athletic prowess. Often we boast about our achievements, social or professional.
There is one type of boasting that seems to be unique to the traditional Jewish community. That is a boasting not about oneself, but rather about one’s
I don’t usually disagree publicly with lecturers, particularly when they are expressing opinions which are mostly consistent with my own. But there was one time when I felt that I had to speak up and object to one of the speaker’s expressions.
It was at a lecture on the subject of self-absorption. The speaker characterized the time we live in as
We all nod our heads in agreement when we hear the phrase, “Two Jews, three opinions.” We similarly chuckle when we hear the anecdote about the Jew who was discovered after years of living alone on a desert island. His rescuers noticed that he had built two huts aside from the one he lived in. He told the puzzled people who saved him that they were shuls, or
When one reaches a certain age, he does not have to be reminded that his memory is not what it used to be. These days, one receives e-mails, unsolicited of course, with such titles as “Eight Tips for Improving Memory,” and “Preventing Memory Loss in the Aging Person.” Undoubtedly, one of the consequences of the passage of the years is the fading of some,
The term is one that I first heard back in high school. There are times that I find it helpful, and there are times I find myself resistant to using it. The term is “Judeo-Christian.”
I understand that this term was first used back in the early 19th century to refer to the fact that the roots of the religion of Christianity are to be found in the
Once, in the town of Spring Lake, there lived a girl named Sari who loved Coca Cola. Now, I know what you’re thinking: Who doesn’t love a nice glass of Coke every once in a while? It’s “the pause that refreshes,” after all. But I mean Sari really loved Coca Cola. She drank it morning, noon, and night. (And I can only speak for myself, but to me, Coca
It was November, 1938. Dark clouds were gathering over all of Europe, and particularly over the Jewish communities in countries like Poland and Lithuania. Although few foresaw the horrific extent of the Holocaust that lay ahead, everyone knew that those communities were in very grave danger.
One man, a teacher and leader of those communities, found himself in
I am the type of person who has always believed that the only way to learn about something important is to buy a book about it. For example, it has been my good fortune to have traveled widely in my life and to have visited many interesting cities. Invariably, I bought guidebooks before each such visit, with detailed itineraries describing the “not to be missed”
Professor Aaron Koller in his recent YU Commentator article “Women in Tefillin and Partnership Minyanim” (published online 2/19/14), responds to a pair of letters written by my Rebbe, HaRav Herschel Schachter. Prof. Koller implies that R. Schachter’s objection to “partnership minyanim” is not halachic, but sociological, and that partnership minyanim
While Purim is our most joyful of holidays, mishloach manos are sometimes blamed for bringing unneeded clutter and excess junk food into the house just when Pesach cleaning is beginning.
So for many in our community, stocking up on candy, chips, and miniature bottles of grape juice, just to package 20 to 50 bags, boxes or baskets of
“What is it, Josh?”
“Look up at the ner tamid,” he whispered.
“I see it, Josh. What about it?”
“The light is out.”
Jeff Lerner looked up at the ner tamid, the eternal light, in front of the aron kodesh in their synagogue. It was a small red and orange fixture in the shape of a