Why I Go

Almost every year I go to the Yitzhak Rabin memorial, which takes place at the square that now carries his name in Tel Aviv. Almost every year I am disappointed with the speeches, and with what the entire event says about the Israeli left. Yet, almost every year, as my friends swear it to be [...]

We Gave Them A Home

It began with text messages, all sorts of baffled messages, one chasing the other, about a shootout in Nachmani St. Who could even think it was in our Aguda1. And then came another message. And another one. And suddenly the cold thought piercing through the mind all the way to the heart: Saturday night, Barnoar2, [...]

It Is a Hate Crime

After yesterday’s shooting there were a lot of fingers pointed towards religious parliament members, reminding them of their harsh words on the LGBT community – anything from calling them an abomination to accusing them of causing earthquakes and calling to treat them as one should treat the swine flu.

Some people on the other [...]

A Different Kind of Terror

Something happened in Tel-Aviv tonight, a milestone in the delicate relationship between minority and majority, left and right, and whatever other classifications you may wish to use here. Tonight a man, and I use this word in its broader sense, walked into a basement room in Nahmani street in Tel-Aviv, a years-old location for [...]

And Justice For Some

The military Captain1 declared loudly that the demonstration was “Illegal”, and asked the protesters to leave the scene. The protesters didn’t move. They have been demonstrating every weekend for years now, at the same place. There’s always an officer yelling that this is an illegal demonstration, and if they happen to get too close to [...]