There is something so dated, archaic, and non-sensical about National Anthems, and indeed flags, that takes us back to a world of ancient tribal warfare, conquests, and long-lost identities. One might understand the need to have means of identification both in war and peace. But anthems seem to me to be particularly problematic, archaic, misguided, and often offensive. I remember…
Author: Jeremy Rosen
Where does Charity Begin?
We are all being bombarded constantly with requests for money, at home, at work, on the streets, and on the internet. And all religions emphasize the importance of charity. But the real problem is one of the priorities. One cannot give in any significant way to all of the requests even if it may hurt to have to say no…
What is Wrong in Israel
Corruption is an evocative word. Its original usage in Latin was something spoiled or ruined, mainly comestibles but in Christianity, the human flesh. Now it has come to refer to financial dishonesty and a political degradation of one’s original moral ideals. It is a universal curse that no society is free of. However much I love Israel and support it, the…
Sylvester
I only became aware of the controversy surrounding the New Year when I was in Israel as a young man and discovered that the rabbinate was refusing to give kashrut certificates to hotels that held New Year’s Eve parties. Angry rabbis made typically hyperbolic statements about the profound disasters that celebrating something called Sylvester would wreak on the Jewish world. …
Chanukah Then and Now
If we were to go back two thousand one hundred and ninety years ago, to the time of Antiochus IV and the Maccabee Revolt, we would find a state of the world and Jewish affairs in many ways similar to today. Persia was the America of those days, where most Jews resided. Cyrus the Great was the first ruler of…
Maoz Tzur
As children at Chanukah time, as we lit the candles we would sing “ Maoz Tzur Yeshuati, the cat’s in the cupboard and she can’t see me. How many kittens has he got? Ten or Twenty I forgot.” Maoz Tzur Yeshuati translates as “The strength of my Rock ( referring to God of course) who saves me.” It is an anonymous poem…