When my friend and I decided to go on an adventure, we could have chosen any place in the world. We were intrigued by Egypt however. The mystery, the Jewish history, the pyramids all drew us in. And the close proximity made it seem the ideal trip as it would be quick and easy to get to. Except that it was neither quick, nor easy…
Our friends, when we told them of our plans, mostly thought we were nuts. “Why would you go to Egypt?”
If an Arab and a Jew coexist in a forest – or a rustic compound in Gush Etzion – and nobody sees them, did it happen? This seemingly random question occurred to me recently.
Allow me to back up a bit…
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There are few times that I can recall my social media feeds being so utterly saturated with only one thing. One single horrific act on a Sunday morning created shock-waves throughout the Anglo Jewish world and way beyond. A true warrior for Israel, someone who epitomized strength and bravery, had somehow, almost inconceivably, become the latest victim of the endless war of terror against Jews and Israel.The appalling murder of Ari Fuld also did what few things could: generated a rare sense of unity. Read More
Let me tell you an incredible story about a 40-year quest. It all started with an old note; a note that itself was over 40 years old when it all began. The date on the piece of paper was 1934. It was a note written in my great-grandfather Henry Rosenbaum’s name, from a synagogue in Brooklyn that we’d never heard of. Read More
I once opened my Instagram account and found an account for Infected Mushroom ‘liked’ my pic and added ‘Love your photos’. I was thrilled! They had 10,000 followers… I was NOT one of them, and they liked MY pic? I looked them up to listen to their songs to find something to repay the compliment but couldn’t find any. So I just said ‘thanks’ and moved on. Thing is I couldn’t move on. I obsessed over it and clicked back to them wondering how they got to me. There were all these pics of a cool rock band that I couldn’t stand.
Then, one day, I searched for the Infected Mushroom account and it had disappeared. Of course that couldn’t be. Accounts with 10,000 followers don’t get summarily chucked. I went back to my picture with the original comment and discovered that the comment was now under a different, unrelated name… Baffled, I clicked on it and found what looked like a brand-new account… with nearly 10,000 followers! Now it doesn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out their bait and switch strategy. Nor does it take a rocket scientist to realize that their fans are NOT going to engage. They are fake fans. Read More
It may be highly unoriginal to write an article about Israel as the start-up nation, but no one ever wrote about my teeny part in it. Of course I didn’t really have even a teeny part in it until recently. Read More