A futuristic lizrael update.

Lots of people are talking about ringing in a new year - at work, in the news, on the party scene. I'm not much of a New Years gal, but it seems 2008 holds a bunch of new experiences for me, before it's even begun. The year starts for me with recognizing the fact that... Continue Reading →

Trogdor, the Jerusalem Burninator!

Now, I know there are a ton of Anglos in Jerusalem... and lots of street artists... but I never expected to walk through the center of Katamon and find this: I was following Homestar Runner back in college. The SB email in which Trogdor the Burninator was born is a classic... Which is why worlds... Continue Reading →

A whole new meaning to 'pilot trip.'

Apparently, the Jewish Agency is giving a whole new meaning to 'aliyah pilot trip.' Haaretz reports: Program allows Jews to give immigration a chance The Jewish Agency will introduce a "trial immigration" program to Jews from abroad, as part of a broader strategy to make the move less intimidating for potential immigrants from the West.... Continue Reading →

Morning Jerusalem.

This morning was the first time in a long time that my heart sang for Jerusalem. It was 5:45 am and we were in a cab on the way to the bus station. The sky was dark and the air was crisp. The streets were almost empty. And my heart was stirring a song for... Continue Reading →

Israeli Jew on Christmas.

Back home in New York, Christmas for Jews means Chinese food and  going to the movies (apparently). Because I have a TV this year, I can't forget that tonight the rest of the world is celebrating various versions of this holiday. My Australian husband has recalled the Chinese food and movies tradition (which I've actually... Continue Reading →

An academic lizrael update.

*Yawn*. *Stretch*. It's a sunny winter Sunday. Today is as good as any to update about the awful university situation in Israel right now. Basically, I have no idea what is going to happen for the rest of the year because the department heads, university presidents, strikers and government don't know. Somewhere in this giant,... Continue Reading →

Gaydamak is the new Rothschild.

I learned a new word today - or is it metaphor? - from my landlady's son. He's here to do some repairs and got to asking us if when we move, we're buying or renting. He mentioned how this building we live in is a wealthy kablan's (contractor) dream. In his words: "All you need... Continue Reading →

Small world for us (Flatbush) Jews.

My high school was big on its alumni culture. For four years I endured being laid on thick with Israel, Zionism, Hebrew, and... the amazing alumni culture of the Yeshiva of Flatbush. I guess people always had stories about meeting fellow alumni halfway across the world or neat twists on finding each other after all... Continue Reading →

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