The Jewish Federation of Greater Binghamton will host the 92Y Live
program “Ambassador Martin S. Indyk with Roger Cohen: What’s Next for
Israel?” on Sunday, February 1, at 10 am, at the Jewish Community
Center, 500 Clubhouse Rd., Vestal. This will be a DVD showing of a
program held at the 92nd Street Y in New York City. The cost to attend
will be $8 for the general public or $5 for Federation members. The
doors will open at 9:30 am. Breakfast refreshments will be served.
Standing between a display table full of touchscreen tablets and a
colorful spread of Israeli cuisine favorites, World Jewish Heritage
Organization founder Jack Gottlieb delivers a toast. “Israelis like
projects,” he says. “We wanted to create a Jewish UNESCO and Jewish
TripAdvisor in a combined application.”
A Swedish reporter who walked around Malmo while wearing a kippah to test attitudes toward Jews was hit once and cursed at by passers-by before he fled for fear of serious violence.
Is there room for a new literary genre? Two recent novels – Anya
Ulinich’s graphic work “Lena Finkle’s Magic Barrel” (Penguin Books) and
“Accidents of Marriage” by Randy Susan Meyers (Atria Books) – struck me
as belonging to an un-romance category. This is different from
anti-romance: the authors aren’t against relationships and/or marriage.
It’s just their characters’ experiences made me glad to be single and
(JTA) – The kosher supermarket was chosen deliberately. Men, women and
children were shopping and preparing for Shabbat. Only two days before
the attack, terrorists had left 10 of the best-known satirical
journalists and cartoonists dead at Charlie Hebdo. Three French police
officers were also struck down, one of them a Muslim. Each Islamist
terrorist attack targeted a symbol of the French Republic, seeking to
bring the country to its knees.
(JTA) – Three weeks ago, my wife and I were shopping in a Parisian
kosher butcher store several miles west of the supermarket where four
Jews were murdered on January 9. The shop in our neighborhood was well
patronized, with lines stretching out to the sidewalk before Shabbat.
During college, I fell in love with a glass engraving featuring the
beautiful image of a woman with glamorous wings. Thus began my desire
for wings of my own.