Tisha B’av was just here, and I found myself watching a number of movies about Holocaust and Israel/Palestinian issues. Some pieces make me cry, some make me feel angry, others make me wonder if I should learn how to shoot just in case, and all of them lead me to face endless “whys”.
Why can’t we rid ourselves from cruelty? Why can’t we see that we are more similar than different? Why can’t we talk our differences instead of killing each other over them? Why do people allow themselves to become animals?
I was at Chamber music performance today… Majority of performers are Jews from different walks of life. Music is a big part of us… Is that because we weren’t allowed to use words to speak of our pain, but through music we could cry our pain? Or is that because it is what it is?
I am a very troubled Jewess tonight…
Advertisement
