Wednesday, January 24, 2007

Mmmmmmmmmmm, Pie



First of all - I am unduly proud of the pretty pie chart that I made using the free utility at the "KIDS ZONE" of the website for the NECS - The National Center for Education Statistics. This is why the Internet was invented, my friends.

A lot of people - kids especially - may have wondered how a rabbi spends his or her time. Many are startled to learn that in and around busy, heavily Jewish metropolitan centers, a congregational rabbi can regularly work upwards of 60 hours a week. But when they realize that most rabbis work on Saturdays, Sundays, and many evenings, they see how the hours can add up. My typical day begins at home, catching up with the news and e-mail, and I've taken to coming into the office before 9:00 AM only on Saturdays, Sundays, and when a meeting (say, over breakfast) has been scheduled. On Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, I'm usually at the office between 10 and 11 AM - sometimes a bit earlier, sometimes a bit later. Many of those days I'm at work until after 9:30 PM because of committee meetings, classes, or services - sometimes past 11:00 PM.

Most children, when asked how they think a rabbi spends his/her time, will answer, "leading services," but a quick look at the chart shows that services account for a relatively small slice - somewhere between five and ten percent - of my weekly work, and that includes preparation. (See "Writing" below for a qualification of that figure.) In that figure I'm not including B'nei Mitzvah services, however: they belong in the largest slice, "Bar or Bat Mitzvah," which is close to a third of the pie (28.5 % or thereabouts).

That may be because I serve a congregation with about 100 B'nei Mitzvah each year, give or take five or ten. Each student in our congregation is required to master a passage from Torah and Haftarah, preparation to compose a D'var Torah (speech based on a teaching from their Torah portion), mastery of the prayer service, and eighteen hours of community service. We work closely with each student and his/her parent(s) to prepare for the milestone, and I supervise much of that effort. I meet with every student individually twice, and help prepare their speeches in a workshop format. Much of my Monday and Tuesday mornings are spent reviewing seventh-graders' D'var Torah assignments. Factor in the time spent meeting with parents about the intricacies of the Bar/Bat Mitzvah service, the homily or charge that I write for every student to deliver from the bimah, the rehearsals in the sanctuary, the meetings and retreats to discuss the "deeper issues" of B'nei Mitzvah, and the service itself, and you begin to see why this responsibility occupies so much of the pie.

The next-largest slice is teaching. I teach various sessions and classes to 6th graders, 7th graders, 10th graders, and adults - on Sundays, Mondays, Tuesdays, and Wednesdays. Teaching in our Religious School often incorporates hands-on social action projects and fieldwork; so there's no separate designation for these.

Much of the day the congregational rabbinate is a desk job. I hate the phone but love e-mail; assorted administrative tasks take up the third-largest slice of the pie. While I have an assistant who helps with correspondence, photocopying, and scheduling appointments, I type all of my own letters, sermons, lesson plans, and so forth; any many appointments take place by phone or conference-call. The Temple just got me a PDA (Treo 700p) so now I'll never be without e-mail. This is a good thing in my case.

Meetings account for several hours a week - excluding counseling appointments, which I categorized separately. Our staff meets every Wednesday afternoon - alternating between a "full staff" meeting with all the Professional staff of the synagogue one week, just Clergy in a private session the next week. I also meet regularly with my Senior Rabbi and Temple President.

Meetings also denote small groups of combinations of clergy, lay leaders, and volunteer committee members. Board-of-Trustees meetings, Education Council Meetings, various "standing committee" meetings, and many "ad-hoc" committee meetings fill the calendar. For instance, if you want to change the policies for providing Ushers for a Bar Mitzvah service (as we recently did), first you (the rabbi) meet with the administrative staff, then with a commitee of lay leaders (including the Temple President), and then you present any relevant proposals to the Board of Trustees, who passes the resolution or tacitly gives its support (following discussion).

I hate meetings.

You can see that services are an important but proportionately smaller part of what I do. I lead services every Friday evening, Sunday morning, Saturday morning (following Torah Study), and for about a half-hour each on Tuesday and Wednesday. All told, with preparation time included, services usually account for about five hours a week.

However, and this is an important qualifier, around Jewish holidays the time spent preparing for and leading services can multiply many-fold. It is the public or visible aspect of leading services that misleads most congregants to conclude that the bulk of a rabbi's time is spent on the bimah.
The longer a rabbi stays in one congregation, the more s/he finds himself providing Pastoral Counseling for congregants. Many congregants need a while to feel comfortable with a new rabbi before seeking to enter a pastoral relationship. Much of this work is done in the hospital or in homes of bereavement. However, occasionally I am asked to counsel members enduring any kind of emotional or spiritual hardship. For me, knowing when I'm "out of my league" is essential and I usually recommend the services of a qualified therapist (Social Worker, Psychologist, or other specialist) after meeting a handful of times.
Writing refers to professional correspondence, letters of recommendation for students, homilies, Divrei Torah, and full-blown sermons (which are preached infrequently in our congregation in favor of interactive Divrei Torah that incorporate elements of preaching and teaching). I also post a weekly "Morsel" of Torah on our synagogue website for each week's portion. I do not count blogging under this header. Of course, as the High Holidays approach, the amount of sermon-writing balloons to fill my schedule - perhaps upwards of twenty hours a week is spent writing in the weeks leading up to Rosh Ha-Shanah and Yom Kippur.
The amount of time each week devoted to "Life Cycle" varies, depending on who dies and who comes into the world! I do about 5 or so weddings a year, maybe more, but most of these are in the Spring and Summer. I meet with every couple three or four times before the wedding day. I probably have one baby naming or bris ceremony each month, on average. The wildcard is the funeral. In our congregation of about 1,200 families, we learn of the death of a member or the close relative of a member (usually a parent or grandparent) at least once every week on average. Some weeks we'll find ourselves arranging two, three, or more funerals. Some weeks are quiet. I'd say that my senior rabbi and I officiate at about 50 funerals a year, combined.
In New York, a funeral can add up to ten or more hours of unscheduled work to a rabbi's calendar. First there's the phone arrangements that must be conducted with the family and the funeral director. Then we visit the family, usually in their home (sometimes at the synagogue) to discuss the service and to learn about the life of their loved one so that we can compose a proper eulogy. Then we write our remarks and plan the service. All of this takes place a day, sometimes two, before the funeral. The day of the funeral requires that we meet with the family before the service, conduct the service (usually 30 minutes to an hour), and ride with the procession to the cemetery. Which is often in Queens, Brooklyn, New Jersey, Long Island, or Putnam County. Only occasionally do funerals take place in nearby Valhalla, about 20 minutes north of Scarsdale. Including travel time, a funeral can easily take five, six, or more hours out of a day. Then we arrange to be with the family during their shiva period, often an evening or several evenings following the burial. So the modest-sized light blue "Life Cycle" wedge above is not always the most accurate indicator - it's an average "guesstimate."
"Rabbi" means "my teacher" and study constitutes a rabbi's lifeblood. Unfortunately most of us don't find, make, or utilize enough time for it. I try to find a few hours a week to learn some new material. Often this happens in tandem with preparing a class to teach - so that I push myself to master new material as frequently as I can. I also try to go to occasional workshops, lectures, seminars, conferences, and the like, for professional development and simply for the learning. Now, does practicing guitar count if I use the guitar primarily in Religious School and Religious Services?
The smallest slice of the pie is "ECC" which stands for our Temple's Early Childhood Center. I'll surely blog about my adventures with the three- and four-year-old students with whom I spend some Friday mornings leading a little pre-Shabbat workshop (songs, stories, Shabbat blessings and rituals). When available I visit the students who have class on weekday mornings, especially around the holidays when I might come in to sing songs with them at their Passover Seder, or dress up like a lunatic for Purim and scare the bejesus out of them. (One kid FREAKED OUT last year when I came into the room in a full-body Elmo costume. We had to rush me out of the room to get him to stop wailing.)
Thursday is my day off. I'm going to have some pie.

Tuesday, January 23, 2007

A Second-Grade Skeptic

The rabbinate is not so glamorous as many people imagine (ha, ha). It's not like every day brings some new religious epiphany. In fact today I was asked to break down my work-week into specific tasks with figures representing percentage of time spent on a particular endeavor. (I'll post the results in the next few days. Suffice it to say that two of the top three were "Bar and Bat Mitzvah-related work" and "E-mail, Phone, and Assorted Administrative Tasks," together accounting for fully 40% of the time I spend at work.)

Having said that, a brief encounter from Sunday has stuck with me all week and I wanted to share it here.

In between appointments, a harried-looking Sunday School teacher arrived unannounced at my office with a towheaded second-grade girl in tow. Their body language bespoke an impasse. The teacher asked, "Do you have a minute for a question?" I said, "Literally, a minute: It's 10:14 and my next appointment's at 10:15. So it depends on the question." The teacher replied, "Perfect! I'll leave the two of you alone!" and fled like she was abandoning an unpinned grenade.

The girl stared at me, her eyes squinting just slightly. She was not smiling.

I said: "What's on your mind?"

She did not pull any punches: "How did the Red Sea split?"

I said: "Do you want me to tell you what the Bible says or what I think? ... or both?"

She stared at me.

I said: "Well what do you think?" (Every rabbi's favorite answer. Adults usually open up to this kind of inquiry. She said, "I dunno.")

Now had I been more reflective in the moment - and had I not kept peeking out the window for my next appointment - I might have taken the opportunity to dig a bit more deeply into what had gone down in that classroom. An argument? A barrage of unanswerable questions? My guess is that the teacher suddenly felt out of her league when a student asked a reasonable question with a difficult answer no matter what the teacher said. She had been backed into a corner because we have been trained to view faith and reason as antagonistic. Either the teacher responds with the boilerplate response of Faith - i.e., to cite chapter and verse of the Bible and implicitly impels the student to suspend her disbelief, or the teacher appeals to Reason, and thereby discredits the supernatural element of the story -- inviting the student to disavow the so-called "truth" of the Torah.

Or so I conjecture. Maybe the kid was just being a brat.

It should be noted that many congregants' questions of a quote-unquote religious nature are often thinly veiled invitations to a pastoral encounter. That is to say, congregants bring their doubts and fears and anxieties to their rabbi in the guise of religious language, but the emotional motivation that brings them to that office is often a human desire to be heard and understood and valued. So a bereaved congregant might ask a rabbi, "Why is God punishing me?" and a sensitive rabbi will know not to respond with a theological discourse but with a compassionate heart and two very open ears.

Having said that, I'm not sure that the student in question was in fact looking for a pastoral meeting. I think she really wanted to talk about the splitting of the Red Sea. And she didn't seem bratty at all.

So I took her question at face value.

It's a great question for this week, by the way. This week we read the selection from the Torah called Parashat Bo (Ex. 10:1 - 13:16) which depicts the liberation of the Israelites from Egyptian bondage. The actual splitting of the Sea comes in next week's Torah portion. I reviewed with her the Biblical account in which Moses extends his staff over the waters and with God's power the sea separates - massive walls of water framing a dry corridor through which a ragtag band of slaves walked the sandy road to freedom. She nodded. She knew the story.

"What do you think?" she asked.

"What do I think?" I echoed. Stalling.

"What do I think? I think that sometimes the Torah did not set out to tell history, but to tell an amazing story ...with important lessons for us today."

By this point I had forgotten about my next meeting. I asked her to tell me about the books she's reading in school and at home, and if the stories she was reading were "true" and historical (non-fiction) or not literally true (fiction). She had read Aesop's Fables and was able to understand that a story about a talking fox serves a purpose other than to convince its readers that foxes can talk. She said that the important thing was that the story had a moral.

She's a damn smart kid. Could we please have more adults like her?

She asked if I believed that God wrote the Torah.

I upped the ante. I said, "I don't believe that God wrote the Torah. But I still believe that the Torah is the most special book we have. I believe that our ancestors wrote a book, over years and years and years, that had so much to teach ... not only for the people of their time, but for future generations too. I believe that part of what makes being Jewish so wonderful is the opportunity to study the Torah and discover what it has to teach us - and that each person can learn something unique and different from it."

The time rolled on. We talked about science and how some scientists are looking for a scientific explanation for what happened at the Red Sea. I remember a special on the History Channel that ran this summer ("The Exodus Decoded" - a lavish Canadian documentary narrated, in part, by director James Cameron) proposing the explosion of the volcano on Santorini as the root of the plagues and the spectacle at the Sea. She seemed intrigued by these theories. I am too. Maybe science and the Bible stand side-by-side, harmoniously, at least in some places. At the end of the day, however, the authors of the Red Sea narrative were not trying to offer a scientific explanation for the Israelites' freedom. They saw the world through God-dazed eyes and the gift of human freedom as an expression of God's power and God's love. An inspired, and inspiring message.

My congregants showed up late for their appointment, so I had time to ask our sweet skeptic, "Well, what do you think?"

She said, "I like your ideas."

I said, "They're not my original ideas, but I'm happy to share them with you."

It felt like the best compliment I'd ever received.

Thursday, January 18, 2007

Ten Best (Pop / Rock) Albums of 2006

I'll get back to the more serious musings soon enough. In the meantime, did you hear these albums this year?

I'd say 2006 was an average year for music. Sometimes I have a hard time getting the list down to 25. This year, ten was pretty easy.


Here they are, counting down from ten to one. I'm also a newcomer to blogging so I'm trying out embedding MP3s for the first time. Let me know what you think, either about the content or the interface.



My number one selection, Bob Dylan's "Modern Times."
10. Gomez, HOW WE OPERATE
Probably the second-most under-rated album of the year (see #2 for the most under-rated album of the year), judging from the gazillions of critics end-of-year Best-Of lists that ignored it (while lauding it at the time of its release in early '06). This scrappy, shape-shifting British quintet released the best work of their career, steeped in the sounds of Americana, like this country-inflected gem, the happiest-sounding track I heard all year, "See the World":


9. Josh Ritter, THE ANIMAL YEARS
I've been following Josh Ritter for about six years now, and his work has been consistently mature, thoughtful, and honest - combining the best of Dylan, Nick Drake, and a unique voice that, in this most recent album, does not shy away from the political and the spiritual. The two seem to be intertwined in the epic, phantasmagoric "Thin Blue Flame". Look online to see if you can find his live, solo acoustic performance of this on WFUV the evening just after he completed the New York Marathon. That would make it a marathon on top of a marathon.


8. Jenny Lewis with the Watson Twins, RABBIT FUR COAT
It's the voice you notice first, but the songwriting is consistently great on this album. The Rilo Kiley frontwoman (Elvis Costello is a big fan) got everything right on her first solo outing. The so-retro-they're-post-modern Watson Twins fill out the songs in perfect tandem with Jenny. This is "Rise Up With Fists!!":


7. Midlake, THE TRIALS OF VAN OCCUPANTHER
An out-of-left-field selection that I picked up in the last week of 2006 on recommendations from online users who have heaped praise upon this album. It's sort of like, What if the Eagles actually started recording good, brand new songs? But without the suffocating pall of nostalgia? You'd get a song like "Roscoe," the lead track on this enigmatic album that from first play greets you like a long-lost friend:


6. Joanna Newsom, YS
Easily the strangest, most confounding, possibly annoying, and brilliant album of the year. Just five songs, as you may have heard, and almost an hour long, the lead track "Emily" may be the album's highlight. The wordplay comes as close to poetry in pop music as you will ever hear, and despite the idiosyncracies of Joanna's voice, once the album ends, I want to hit play again. "Emily":


5. TV on the Radio, RETURN TO COOKIE MOUNTAIN
This one made just about every critic's end-of-year list, so I won't add much here. Together with Joanna Newsom's "Ys" (#6), the other album on the list that sounds like nothing else in your collection - it obliterates most points of reference. I'm still not convinced it's the best album of the year (which by consensus it would appear to be) - some of it is forbidding and opaque. And the album title, sorry folks, is just idiotic. But my complaints are few; the text and textures are riveting. This is my favorite track from the album, "Hours":


4. The Decemberists, THE CRANE WIFE
What else! A prog-rock, British sea-shanty-derived loose song cycle about, in part, a Japanese folk tale involving.... well, you pick it up and figure it out. This is the album's closer. I don't know what it's supposed to be about, but what a way to go out. "Sons and Daughters":


3. Neko Case, FOX CONFESSOR BRINGS THE FLOOD
I think the coolest thing about Neko Case is her dual identity; she's equally magnificent, and completely different in this than she was in last year's "Twin Cinema" by the New Pornographers (My #2 from 2005). Neko brings her haunting best to "Hold On, Hold On" in an album that's consistently this good:


2. Destroyer, RUBIES
The critics fell over themselves to praise this album when it came out in early February but seem to have forgotten about it by year's end. I gave the #1 spot to a living legend, but the honor could just as well have been to Dan Bejar, the man behind Vancouver, CA's Destroyer. Get past the voice (like we do with Dylan) and you'll find the 21st century's riposte and kissing cousin to "Blonde on Blonde." Every song devolves into some kind of deranged, mystical, singalong anthem complete with nonsense syllables ... as in this track, "Painter in Your Pocket" (wait for the instrumental break when the full band enters, shimmering and shining):


1. Bob Dylan, MODERN TIMES
I saw him in early November at the Continental Airlines Arena in New Jersey. Lots of people who don't get "the voice" need to understand that the experience is not just about seeing (or hearing) the man - it's the band, too. They're tight as his band has ever been. As for his vocals: live, he's completely unintelligible. He sounds like he's been sucking on an exhaust pipe. But on this record, everything comes together beautifully, and his voice is weathered but perfectly expressive for the idiom: this album called "Modern" is in fact steeped in blues and 19th-century Americana. Bob brings it all back home - especially in the lead-off track, "Thunder on the Mountain" (Where in the world is Alicia Keys?):

Wednesday, January 17, 2007

A Reform Rabbi at an Orthodox Wedding

So... my sister is married!

Though I have lost count of the weddings that I've attended and solemnized, it was the first time I had attended (let alone participate in) an Orthodox Jewish wedding ceremony.

The Orthodox certainly get it right, in many ways, when it comes to celebrating a simcha - the ceremony should make people feel happy! Many people commented to me on the ruach (spirit) of the ceremony. A traditional Jewish wedding declares unadulterated joy.

Every stage of the ceremony is accompanied by dancing and singing. The guests are not to be polite observers; it is a mitzvah for them to make the groom and bride happy. All manner of silliness, merriment, music, and motion are encouraged to keep the bride and the groom smiling from the moment they walk to the chuppah until the celebration is over and everyone presumably passes out from exhaustion.

We began with a few shots of scotch for which I was grateful, because it eased a little bit of the tension. It should be noted that while the ceremony was conducted in accordance with Orthodox halakha (Jewish law), the actual number of guests who affiliate "Orthodox" was a scant handful - and many of the Reform, Conservative, and unaffiliated Jews in attendance (to say nothing of the non-Jewish guests) were a bit uncomfortable (it appeared to me) when they saw the large stack of siddurim (prayer books) waiting behind the mekhitza (room divider) for the short prayer service that would be conducted (among the men only -- women are not counted in an Orthodox minyan).
After the service, we proceed to the ritual of tena'im (the formal agreement made before a betrothal - solemnized in the presence of two witnesses, and ritually concluded by the exchange of a handkerchief (a legal formality) and the breaking of a plate by the mothers of bride and groom (symbolizing that just as a broken vessel cannot be repaired, so too with a broken engagement)). My Mom was a basket case beforehand, fretting about breaking the plate. Using a hammer (dressed up in gold ribbon - hilarious), the Moms acquitted themselves with excellence and smashed the hell out of the poor thing.


With the plate broken and the scotch working its amber magic, we proceeded to the signing of the ketubah (Jewish wedding contract). Rabbi Eric "Shmuel" Ertel and Rabbi Mordecai Katz witnessed the ketubah. Halahkah declares that two Jewish witnesses unrelated to the bride or groom are required to validate a ketubah. Many Orthodox rabbis further clarify that only shomer-Shabbat, shomer-Kashrut (Sabbath and Kosher-observant) Jews may witness a ketubah. So - by this standard, the most qualified men in the house fulfilled the obligation.

We danced Dean (the groom) down the aisle to the words Od yishama b'arei Yehuda u'v'chutzot Yerushalayim kol sason v'kol simcha, kol chatan v'kol kallah - "Let there yet be heard in the cities of Judah and the streets of Jerusalem, the sound of joy and gladness, the voice of groom and bride." And lots of clapping.

A processional followed, with bride circling groom seven times (a mystical and murky custom that some say symbolizes the revolutions of the earth during the seven days of creation, or perhaps simply a Kabbalistic way of "fastening" the bride to her groom?), the opening prayers, the blessing of betrothal, the pronouncing of the vow and exchanging of the ring (groom-to-bride), a few remarks by me, the sheva berakhot (Seven Wedding Benedictions, here recited by various guests), and, of course, the breaking of a glass.

I've been reflecting on the weekend from the standpoint of a Reform rabbi. Probably the most important realization I've had, professionally speaking, is how important it is for Reform rabbis to feel comfortable and conversant in Orthodox ritual, tradition, and law. I felt that from the time I met Shmuel (Rabbi Ertel), he treated me with respect and collegiality. I'm sure that much of this is because he's a nice guy, but I think it also helped that I arrived to our pre-planning meeting with my Orthodox Rabbi's manual in hand (same one he uses) and that throughout the weekend I demonstrated my comfort and competence in Orthodox practice (from bensching the full birkat ha-mazon (blessing after meals) to davenning a traditional service, etc. etc.). With regret I can tell you that many Reform rabbis do not avail themselves of opportunities to become comfortable in Orthodox settings - in my opinion, to their detriment both personally and professionally. Some seem intimidated; others simply unmotivated; and still others take their principled rejection of Orthodoxy (e.g., its non-egalitarian stance toward women, gays, etc.) to the point of stridency or mutual exclusion.

In my view, this is a big mistake for a Jewish leader, even the most principled Reform Jewish leader. It's not that I think we should kowtow to the demands of the Orthodox. (Read enough of this blog and I'm sure my rejection of Orthodoxy will become evident.) And it's not that I think Orthodoxy should define normative Judaism for the world's Jewish population (it shouldn't, in my view, and it doesn't, strictly in terms of numbers). However, in the name of Klal Yisrael -- the worldwide community of the Jewish people -- and the belief that what unites us far exceeds what divides us -- I would urge all Reform rabbis and rabbinical students to familiarize themselves and become comfortable in Orthodox settings, at least so that they can participate fully in all expressions of Jewish life. Feeling confident and competent in an Orthodox setting may also earn you respect outside the liberal Jewish world, where it is not usually freely given (sight unseen) to non-Orthodox Jews. At the very least, shouldn't a Reform rabbi be able to represent more than his or her own limited contingency?

Mazal Tov to the happy couple!

You can view pictures from the wedding weekend here:




Thursday, January 11, 2007

2006 Lists - RELIGION


Those of you who know me know that I'm obsessed with making lists - especially "Best Of" lists (cue Kelly's eye-rolling). This would also explain my affection for Nick Hornby's High Fidelity.

So why not start with some lists?

We've just endured 2006 - here are the few things that made it better.

Every list is in order of preference, from least to most, from ten to one.

Since the official themes of this blog are at present Religion, Music, Food, and Wine, we'll feature one list for each of these. As a bonus, movies. And as a bonus to the bonus . . . there will be one more list. We'll be posting these over the next few days.

MY TOP TEN RELIGION STORIES OF 2006
The good, the bad, and the ugly. Guess which most of these would be?

10. A Muslim couple is ordered to divorce because the husband mumbled the Islamic divorce formula in his sleep.

9. President of Israel Moshe Katzav refuses to acknowledge Rabbi Eric Yoffie, president of the Union for Reform Judaism (representing the largest number of American Jews). Katzav declined to address Yoffie as "Rabbi" because he's not Orthodox. Katzav, meanwhile, is under pressure to step down in a sex scandal. Karma?

8. Warren Jeffs, leader of the Fundamentalist Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints, a polygamist breakaway sect, is arrested in Nevada after three months on the FBI’s Most Wanted List. He’s charged with sexual misconduct, accused of arranging multiple marriages between underage girls and older men. Boo to plural marriage! (See #5)

7. Rick Warren of Mega-church Saddleback defends clergy parsonage, a tax shelter for housing expenses that allows American clergymen and women and their families to live with dignity even while most remain overworked and underpaid.

6. Americans march on Washington to save Darfur, April 30, 2006. A large percentage of the demonstrators are Jewish. The march places momentary pressure on Washington, which responds effectively within days to reach an agreement with the largest militia, and then promptly gets back to tromping around Iraq. Meanwhile, the situation in Darfur continues to spiral out of control, while our government turns a blind eye.

5. Big Love on HBO. Three cheers for plural marriage!

4. The defeat of the anti-Darwin bill in Utah of all places - February, 2006.

3. Jimmy Carter's morally irresponsible book whose title is too offensive to reprint here, and, it should be noted, the backlash. As of this posting, fourteen advisers at the Carter Center have resigned in protest. Kol ha-Kavod!

2. The astonishing murder and freely given forgiveness among Pennsylvania's Amish.

1. Muslims take to violent protest in response to Danish cartoons, giving a great name to fundamentalist nutjobs everywhere. It's the funny pages, for God's sake!

Wednesday, January 10, 2007