The Inquisition! The Inquisition!
There were times when I conversed with Rocky in Yiddish.
Gawenda Unleashed
Writer, editor, journalist, poet. Pieces about life, Australia and the world, on daily walks with my dog Rocky, along the inner city beach, which is my favourite spot in the world.
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Anger, Hatred and Conspiracy Theories: The rise of One Nation.
A few days ago, I watched Tony Fauci being eviscerated at a US Senate committee hearing, watched him being accused of the most terrible things, as if, for instance, the way he had run the public health response to the Covid epidemic in America amounted to mass murder.
Love is a Many-Splendored Thing
The Jewish Museum in Melbourne had an event last night to mark Tu B’Av, the day of love in the Jewish tradition that follows Tisha B’Av, the day of mourning and fasting for the destruction of the Temples in Jerusalem and other calamities that have befallen the Jewish people.
What is a Jew?
For two weeks, University leaders and distinguished professors, including those who were Jewish—especially those who were Jewish—gave evidence at the Royal Commission about who are the Jews and evidence about who hates Jews.
Failure of Uni Leadership Left Jewish Students, Staff at Risk
This article was published in The Weekend Australian on Saturday July 18.
The Bund lives
I have written about the way the Bund has been hijacked by antizionists.
The Persecution of Progressive Jews
For reasons that should not cause concern for some of my readers who have taken an interest in my health and well -being given that I am an old man, I have lived this past week or so within the confines of a room at the back of the house.
A Book of Laughter and Pain
Howard Jacobson is a writer I have admired for a long time.
Hanson Trump and the Jews
Hanson Trump and the Jews
It is not beyond the realms of possibility that the little brown dog, over these first couple of weeks of her stay with us, with my son away, has warmed to me and this morning, as we left the house and walked towards the beach, I sang, not too quietly: