Martin Niemöller wrote his poem based on militant experiences, but its not the way things work here. Here they don’t come for you, they freeze you out. Here we are all waiting for our reservations, Living in flyover country. I see the handicapped leaving their group homes, happy! They race their wheelchairs, motors humming, so [...]
Ten years ago I went down to Lafayette park looking for the protesters who’d occupied it since the 1960′s. They were gone. They’d been disappeared. This was ominous, but they started disappearing while Clinton was President and nobody seemed to notice. They’d been under attack the entire Reagan/Bush years, but somehow they’d soldiered on. Then [...]
Simhas The Rabbi Dances his Simhas Toive, his simhas Torah, Tonight he’s his own cantor, praying with his heart Conducting the singing, choreographing the dance, Dancing with the Torah, From opening prayer to final close. Like a modern David, the Rabbi dances his prayers today, Eight prayers, eighty thousand books, Mishna and Gemarra, allegory and [...]