Friday, July 31, 2009

To Comfort Jerusalem: Tisha b'Av and the Secular/Haredi Conflict in Israel

Susan Sontag first saw pictures of the death camps when she was twelve. She writes, “When I looked at those photographs, something broke. Some limit had been reached, and not only that of horror; I felt irrevocably grieved, wounded, but a part of my feelings started to tighten; something went dead; something is still crying.”


But her conclusion about the effect of these photographs is unexpected: “The shock of photographed atrocities wears off with repeated viewing…The vast photographic catalogue of misery and injustice throughout the world has given everyone a certain familiarity with atrocity, making the horrible seem more seem more ordinary – making it appear familiar, remote, inevitable…In these last decades “concerned” photography has done at least as much to deaden conscience as to arouse it.


What Sontag describes is precisely the battle that Judaism fights with itself, and also the great fear that American Jews have about the disappearance of the last generation to remember, first person, the Holocaust: How does a people who have been inundated with immense tragedy, and who have sworn a solemn oath to preserve their memory, keep alive its context the hearts of those who did not watch it happen? “Never forget” is always a difficult proposition for those who have to be taught to remember.


If anything, our Tradition should be marveled at for its success in keeping us conscious of our tragedies. Our Torah marshals an impressive array of means to engender passionate memory in Jews: mitzvot for the body, books for the mind, songs for the heart - together bring the fullest possible experience for those in whom memory has to be engendered, not merely called to mind.


But it is, as those who commemorate Tisha b’Av every year can tell you, always a difficult proposition to connect with the immediacy of the destruction of Jerusalem - sometimes especially because of the frequency with which we mention it . Sometimes 2000 years, sometimes 60 years – according to the Talmud, 60 years is the limit of reliable memory – are just too far away.


Perhaps this is why we haven’t paid attention to the seeds of its recreation in our contemporary world. As I write this, the Haredi riots in Jerusalem (which, according to some reports, also spread to Beit Shemesh) are dying down. But trash bins are burning in Jerusalem with increasing, startling regularity. A few years ago it was the Gay Pride Parade in Jerusalem, a couple of years before that the Disengagement, but the civil strife between elements of Israeli society is growing. These clashes will return.


Noah Efron, a professor at Bar Ilan University, writes with incisive insight on the relationship between secular Israeli society and the Ultra-Orthodox (an article brought to my attention by my teacher, Rabbi Sharon Brous). He concludes, “These headlines will come, and rocks will be thrown and trash bins will be set ablaze, because ultra-Orthodox and secular Israelis are locked in a macabre pas de deux that serves each group as it tries to negotiate its own depressing reality. For ultra-Orthodox and secular Israelis, decrying loudly the vicious vice of the other is one of the few ways each can still locate virtue in themselves.”


His point is that the issues inside Israel aren’t merely the actions of our most extreme co-religionists, but rather a pitched battle between two different world-views, each of which increasingly needs the other to reaffirm its own rightness. This is an old, old fight, no matter what anyone says, born three hundred years ago in the crux of the Enlightenment and the Emancipation. The news of the last weeks is the current, violent expression of a problem ignored for a long time in the face of more pressing security concerns.


But what everyone forgets about Tisha b’Av is that the destruction didn’t merely come from without. We first destroyed ourselves from within, and when what was essentially a civil war between the Jews of Jerusalem spread past any containment, we, the Jews, the Jewish people, invited the Romans in to help us end our own war. They did so with stunning brutality.


Perhaps the sliver of memory, kept for so long, was meant for moments like these. Even though we are slow to waken to the similarities between what was and what now is becoming, we have successfully preserved the fragment that, used properly, can change what seems like an inevitable conflict. I am not claiming that the internal conflict in Israel ensures another Tisha b’Av – I resent the casual metaphorical game that so many play with any contemporary Jewish issue (“a second Holocaust,” “finishing Hitler’s job,” “Jewish Nazis,” and so on). But I cannot forget that what finished us, even according to our own most sacred texts, was the sinat hinam, the baseless hatred, of each other, and therefore we have an obligation to keep a weather eye on any such hatred in our midst.


The same piece of Talmud also says that our Temple burned, our Palace was destroyed, and we were exiled because of the humility – humility, mind you – of one rabbi, Rabbi Zechariah ben Avkulas, who prevented his colleagues from acting from both religious and moral concerns. Such concerns likely occupy the one group of people who could work to build bridges between secular and Haredi Jews, and may prevent them from haavat shalom bein adam l’havero – the bringing of peace between people. During our learning, PLP Talent and team member Ilana Sinclair reminded me that the dati-leumi, those who are both religious and supporters of the state, stand in the breach between secular and Haredi. They are in the unique position to speak to both sides, and they should not let their humility, nor foreign policy concerns for that matter, prevent them from speaking on behalf of ahavat hinam – baseless love.


Rabbi Yosef Kanefsky, an Orthodox rabbi here in Los Angeles,wrote brilliantly about the folly of seeking unity only with those like us. Rav Kanesfky showed the courage and leadership to speak to his own community, Orthodox Jewry, of the need to achieve ahdut – unity – with those beyond the Orthodox pale. We should imitate his example. For those who are secular or liberal Jews, we cannot let our profound disagreements with Haredi communities to allow the Jewish people to become another casualty in the war between Western Liberalism and religious extremism. For those who are religious, we cannot let our equivocation about the merits of either side to prevent us from speaking up. For all, we have to remember that the end of communal disagreement is communal destruction, and it is a price that, we have learned, will forever remain too dear to pay.



נַחֲמוּ נַחֲמוּ עַמִּי יֹאמַר אֱלֹקיכֶם: דַּבְּרוּ עַל לֵב יְרוּשָׁלִַם וְקִרְאוּ אֵלֶיהָ כִּי מָלְאָה צְבָאָהּ כִּי נִרְצָה עֲוֹנָהּ כִּי לָקְחָה מִיַּד יְקֹוָק כִּפְלַיִם בְּכָל חַטֹּאתֶיהָ:
ישיעהו מ:א-ב
Be comforted, be comforted my people, says your God. Speak to the heart of Jerusalem and call to her, that she has served her term, that her penalty is paid, for she has received from God’s hand double for all her sins.
Isaiah 40:1-2

Wednesday, May 27, 2009

The Sources of Trembling - Shavuot 5769

Exodus 19:16-19 - The Giving of Torah
On the third day, as morning dawned, there was thunder, and lightning, and a dense cloud upon the mountain, and a very loud blast of the horn; and all the people who were in the camp trembled. Moses led the people out of the camp toward God, and they took their places at the foot of the mountain. Now Mount Sinai was all in smoke, for the LORD had come down upon it in fire; the smoke rose like the smoke of a kiln, and the whole mountain trembled violently.
The blare of the horn grew louder and louder. As Moses spoke, God answered him in thunder.


We have more emotions than we have means of expressing them: crying in joy, crying in sadness; screaming in anger, screaming in excitement; running to, running away from; the range of our emotional possibilities is so large that we recourse to the same physical expressions to display contradictory feelings.

Not only that, but we have the extraordinary ability to be possessed of multiple powerful emotions at the same time. What overwhelms us, at the holiest moments in our lives, the engagements and the weddings, the graduations and the births, is not just how much we feel, but how many we feel.

So it is poignant that the Torah tells us not how we felt at Sinai, but what our expression of emotion was: “...and all the people who were in the camp trembled.” This verse, as Rashi would say, cries out, “interpret me.” Why were we trembling, we need to ask? What in fact were we feeling in that moment?

Torah’s unwillingness to describe our feelings suggests that we were possessed by many, that the experience of receiving Torah was holistic - it made a total claim on our emotional being. The Torah cannot tell us how we felt because it would be impossible to pull apart the charged web of how we experienced the Matan Torah - the Giving of Torah. Any statement would by definition exclude a piece of what shared Revelation meant to 1.2 million people (write me if you want to know how I got to that number).

And as eternal Torah made us tremble then, it should do so now as well. Torah, God, Judaism should always have the potential to affect what is deepest in us, for with Revelation, as in all relationships, the true measure of the depth of our love is the extent to which we allow our hearts to be touched.


See you all at the mountain,
Rabbi Scott Perlo

Check out more Torah on Revelation, along with the sources for this teaching, at plptorah.blogspot.com!

Tuesday, May 12, 2009

Lag B'Omer and the Disappearing Beard

Rabbi in Residence Scott Perlo teaches on Lag B'Omer. Meaningful subtitle commentary is provided...

Wednesday, May 6, 2009

Shir haShirim Rabba

"Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth" (Shir haShirim 1:2)

The Rabbis, however, say: The commandment itself went to each of the Israelites and said to him, So and so many rules are attached [to me], so and so many penalties are attached [to me], so and so many precautionary measures are attached [to me], so and so many precepts and so and so many rulings from minor to major.

And the [Israelite] would reply: Yes, yes [I accept you]. And straightaway, the commandment kissed him on the mouth

Shir haShirim Rabbah

Why Hartman Is Important

So why am I going gaga over David Hartman?

What I'm about to present is an idea that has possessed me for a long time, though I've not yet been able to articulate it. It may still remain, at this stage, plenty pre-articulate, but I take my inability to quickly encapsulate it as a sign of its intellectual size and importance.

Why spend so much time, one might ask, examining who we are and who we're becoming as a people and a religion? Rather just become, and let the details attendant sort themselves out. Why intellectualize the process?

By our nature as human beings we are unprepared for the future. The human soul God created is, more than anything else, a mass of infinite potential. It isn't that we can become anything - there are limits upon us - but that we can become an infinity of things. מה רבו מעשיך יה - how many are the things You have created, God. And it is a mistake to regard the future as a line that stretches out before us - the branches of what could be are uncountable.

The art of living, then, is the art of embracing what could be. The art of selecting from the many roads that lay right ahead of the now. So living well demands a consciousness of the manifold choices born in every moment. It demands understanding. This is why Torah is eternal - it is not that it doesn't change, but that it is forever designed to help us understand as we change.

והיה כעץ שתול על פלגי מים אשר פריו יתן בעתו ועלהו לא יבול וכל אשר יעשה יציח - תהלים א
And that person is like a tree planted by pools of water (that's the Torah) who gives its fruit in its own time, and whose leaves never with, and all that she does will succeed. Psalm 1

David Hartman!

Selections from Hartman's, A Heart of Many Rooms

We anticipate God's moves through learning and interpretation. The Torah is now our property. It is ours. In other words, the rabbinic scholar talks about God and about God's role in administering Torah law, because, in this phase of the covenantal tradition, the word and judgment of God are mediated by interpretation. (32)

The third stage of the covenant began when Jews took responsibility for their own history and not only for implementing mitzvot (the biblical stage) or their intellectual, interpretive autonomy (the talmudic stage). (34)

Talmudic Judaism thus appropriated the word of God, internalized it, played with it, sang with it, made it its own. The rabbis became shapers of revelation. That is, they became an interpretive community. (33)

Tuesday, May 5, 2009

PLP = Twitterriffic

We're proud to announce that PLP Torah is now on Twitter. Check out the PLPTorah Twitter feed.

Friday, April 24, 2009

The Blink of an Eye: Thoughts on Yom haZikaron and Yom haAtzmaut

The Blink of an Eye: Thoughts on Yom haZikaron and Yom haAtzmaut


I remember an Israeli friend of a friend who couldn’t celebrate Yom haAtzmaut - Israeli Indenpedence day. She wasn’t expressing political dissent; rather, the transition between Yom haZikaron and Yom haAtzmaut was too difficult - her boyfriend had been killed while serving in the IDF. Being that the end of the Day of Remembrance, when the emphasis is on children, parents, family, friends, lovers who died serving Israel, is also the beginning of the Day of Independence, which is essentially a large party, this isn’t too hard to understand. How does one leave grief behind so quickly?

The Talmud has a feel for the difficulty of fleeting transitions. In a discussion about the nature of passing time, the following statement gets made:

Said Rabbi Yosi: The time between day and evening (called bein hashamashot) is like the blink of an eye. One enters, the other leaves, and it is impossible to stand in the midst of it.*
Talmud Bavli, Masekhet Brakhot 2b

Impossible to stand in the midst of it. Could it be expressed better? It seems unfair to me that God so often asks of us, that we ask of ourselves, to stand in the breach between agony and joy. Celebrations are never simple for the Jews: they are always commemorations as well, asking us to mix the joy of what is happening now with drops from the too often bitter past. There are so many holy days, not the least of which the one we just celebrated, that require us to stand at the point between darkness and light. The Israeli Hakhrazat haAtzmaut -- Declaration of Independence -- mentions the strength of the Haluztim and the Nazis in successive paragraphs. Many of us are caught between pride and pain, for a bewildering array of reasons, when thinking about Israel’s place in the world and history.

The problem with chucking it all and not caring is that this moment, the shift between one day and another, is the moment when holiness is born. Shabta kava nafsha**, the Talmud teaches us -- Bein haShamashot is the time when Shabbat “fixes” itself, brings itself into the world.


This means that Bein haShamashot is precisely the time when the potential for something new is created. The time when the world can slip out of the groove of repetitive history, and take a path not previously known. And we have an urgent need for something unexpected.


My blessing is that we have both joy in the existence of our State and comfort in the memory of our loss, but mostly that we reach for the point in between, and be blessed to see the unexpected.


Rabbi Scott Perlo

*“Stand in the midst of it” is a literal translation of the text, which also means something like, “it is impossible to accurately fix the time.“ Rabbi Yosi’s opinion is a minority opinion - the other opinions give a larger margin for time between when day ends and night begins.
** Bavli Pesahim 105a

Monday, April 20, 2009

Intermarriage

That's right, PLP tackles the big one. Click here to listen to the team's discussion about intermarriage and the future of the content and concern of Judaism. Much of this discussion is informed by Rabbi Michael Marmur's excellent teaching for the Hartman Global Beit Midrash on Sunday, 5/19/09

Kill the Euphemism (From Harpers Magazine)

I think it's time to kill the euphemism. This little blurb, published in Harpers Magazine, is a testament to just how far we've stretched the euphemism.

Can you hear me now?

From a November press release by the telecommunications company Nokia Siemens Networks.

Nokia Siemens Networks has completed the preliminary planning process to identify the proposed remaining headcount reductions necessary to reach its previously announced synergy-related headcount-adjustment goal. To date, the company has achieved an adjustment of more than 6,000 employees and continues to expect a total synergy-related adjustment of approximately 9,000 employ ees. “With the successful completion of these plans,” said CEO Simon Beresford-Wylie, “we can start to put this chapter of our history behind us and focus on creating a world-class company.” The proposed headcount adjustments are a result of merger-related synergies, including changes to the product portfolio, site optimization, streamlining of various functions, and strategic long-term R&D and workforce balancing designed to build a competitive Nokia Siemens Networks. Bosco Novak, head of human resources, said, “It is our goal to engage constructively with employee representatives to quickly and fairly achieve these needed changes so we are able to remove the ongoing uncertainty that our employees have about synergy-related headcount reductions.”


A little commentary on this from Torah:

Proverbs, 12:18-19
“There is blunt talk like the thrusts of a sword,
But the speech of the wise is healing.
Truthful speech abides forever,
A lying tongue but for a moment.”


Monday, April 13, 2009

Making Synagogue Stimulating Again - Rabbi Shmuely Boteach

All you shul-goers, check this one out. There's important stuff in here...

Making Synagogue Stimulating Again
By Rabbi Shmuley Boteach

We Jews who live outside of Israel just went through a three-day Passover holiday. For many it felt like punishment for being Diaspora Jews. Three nonstop days of Synagogue. Man. It’s supposed to feel like prayer. Not purgatory.

All too many Jews avoid going to Synagogue for fear it will leave them in a deep and irreversible coma. The time has come, therefore, to examine what can be done to reinvent it.

First, there are the sermons. Many of them are utterly predictable, the kind of stuff we’ve heard every single year until it’s coming out of our ears. Others are utterly simplistic and constitute nothing more than stating the obvious. Still others are delivered in a deadening monotone making the Rabbi seem as bored with his own message as the congregants.

There should be a new rule in Synagogues. If the Rabbi feels he has nothing new or interesting to say, then he should not say it. A sermon should be like a newspaper editorial page. If the writer has nothing novel to add or if what he says is obvious, it’s just not printed.

A sermon is not meant to be a time-filler. Want to teach your congregants but feel you have nothing deep share? No problem. Have a discussion instead. Read out an insightful author’s take on the Parsha of the week and ask the congregants to react. But to put your congregants to sleep is to lose credibility. The next time you may have something really interesting to say but they’ll shut their eyes and snore before you even begin.

And Rabbis should not be afraid to share their pulpits. Go ahead. Invite visitors to speak. Have scholars in residence. Your own standing will not be compromised if they give a better speech than you. On the contrary, your community will see you as a master organizer who has made the Shule into a vibrant marketplace of ideas.

And it’s not just sermons that need to change. Too many of us find the Synagogue services oppressive and stultifying. They’re too formal, too long, too boring. That less observant Jews feel that way is evidenced by the fact that they turn up at Shule twice a year on the High Holy Days. That even the observant and orthodox feel that way is evidenced by how painful a three-day holiday sometimes feels. If we loved going to Shule we’d look forward to the marathon.

Shule services can and should be somewhat shorter and should invite greater audience participation. I for one would downplay the role of the Cantor and the choir. Is the Synagogue supposed to be a concert hall? And all of that yodeling means less time for the kinds of discussion that can take place between each of the sections of the Torah reading, bring the weekly Parsha to life. Shule should be a thought-provoking rather than a mind-deadening experience. And it should be a participatory rather than a passive experience. Much better to have the Rabbi insert short explanations during the prayers as to what we’re saying and its meaning than have a Cantor go off with his favorite melody. And if Rabbis would limit their sermons to fifteen minutes and make the sermon more of a discussion, congregants would not mind staying longer because they would be engaged by the ideas.

And the time for building new Synagogues with the women’s section overlooking the men’s sections has passed forever. The two separate sections should be built alongside each other. No, I do not believing in mixing the sexes in Shule, and not just because I’m orthodox. Rather, I believe we approach G-d as individuals and not as couples. Prayer is a solitary experience and to an extent being deprived of the comfort of your spouse is the whole point. Loneliness rather than contentment is what leads us to seek a relationship with G-d. Besides, why should single or divorced men and women immediately feel uncomfortable because of their solitary status?

And the formality of the Synagogue. My gosh. That’s the most oppressive part of all. Can we stop staying things like, ‘Will the congregation please rise?’ Can the people who announce the pages occasionally crack a joke? Why is everyone so serious? Did somebody die? I don’t even believe we have to dress so formally. Respectfully, yes. Formally no. We’ve made the Synagogue into a place where people feel they can’t just be. They always feel like they’re being judged and like they did something wrong. I’m convinced this is the reason that people end up talking so much at Shule. Not only because they’re bored out of their box but because they’re trying to break the nervous tension. And they wouldn’t talk so much about stocks and bonds if there was time for them to offer their opinions on the issues raised by the Torah reading.

And let’s be rid of the separate children’s services. Your kid should not be treated as a nuisance in Shule who is shoved into some room where he is given pretzels and sings Adon Olam. He’s one of the main reasons you’re there, to teach him how to pray and build a relationship with G-d. At the excellent Chabad Shule where I prayed at over Passover in Miami Beach (where I grew up and where I’m visiting), the first three rows of the Synagogue are reserved for the kids. They have a counselor that sings most of the prayers with them. The rest of the congregation follows their pace. It doesn’t take much longer and it really works. Most of the prayers are said out loud thereby avoiding the nonsensical bumble-bee hum that is to be found in many Shules there the prayers are ploughed through to get to the end. Most effectively, the children are given tickets every few minutes for praying nicely and following the Torah. A the end of the service there is a raffle of great toys they can win. It’s amazing to see how beautifully the children participate, and it’s done right there in the main Shule as part of the service.

And there ought to be a reward for the parents as well. It’s called a great Kiddush where people nibble and speak. So trade in the wine that passes for a strong adhesive with a fine single malt. Be gone you stale crackers and give way to piping hot kugel. Because nobody said that there shouldn’t be a stimulating and satisfying social portion of a Synagogue as well.


Rabbi Shmuley Boteach, the winner of the London Times Preacher of the Year competition, is the founder of This World: The Values Network. He has just published his newest best-seller, ‘The Kosher Sutra.’

Tuesday, April 7, 2009

Pesach Torah: Rabbis Brett Kritchever, Dara Frimmer, and Scott Perlo

Check out some PLP Passover Torah!
Dara Frimmer from Temple Isaiah in Los Angeles and Brett Krichiver, Senior Educator at UCLA joined Scott in a discussion on the meaning of Pesach. Plus, Dara sings Dayenu. Click the title to download the podcast!

Owning the Story: Thoughts on the Haggadah

Owning the Story
Thoughts on the Haggadah from Rabbi in Residence Scott Perlo

Why is it that we have fallen so in love with the spoken word?
In past days, rabbis only used to give drashot (sermons) twice a year during services. The first was on the Shabbat in between Rosh HaShanah and Yom Kippur, and the second was the Shabbat before Pesach. It’s called Shabbat haGadol - the Great Shabbat - and the rabbi would speak for hours (yes, hours) on precisely how to keep kosher for Pesach.

We speak much more than that today. The rabbi’s Shabbat drash has become a focal point of American Judaism,. For better or worse, a rabbi’s teaching in public is the sine qua non of our services.


It was a curious choice to make public speaking the primary way we give over Torah to our communities, and certainly not the easiest choice. Giving a good drash is hard, and not because of the fear of speaking in front of others - that’s mostly a matter of experience - but because it’s impossible to give any idea its due in so short a time, least of all the deep, complicated, not to mention contentious topics that Judaism brings up. Profundity on anything in fifteen minutes is tough. So why is the drash far and away our central teaching moment?


The intuitive power of drash is that it requires commitment from the one giving it, and I think that it is with this willingness to commit that we resonate so strongly. Drashot require that the darshan (that’s the speaker) identify with her words, own them, not step away in an attempt to distance herself from the sentiments expressed. The core of drash, no matter how complicated nor how erudite, is the statement, “This I believe.” When the darshan asks questions, they are his questions, the statements he makes belong to him.


This is why drash is an opportunity for courage, more than anything else. Rhetoric and intellect are not the core of speaking Torah; rather, its essence is the commitment to the words of Torah being given. And when the great ones, a Heschel, a King, a Gandhi, step forward to bravely pair themselves with words that we all desperately need, but only with difficulty can hear, we find that afterwards, for generations, the world is breathless in its awe.


This is the recognition of the Haggadah, which itself means “telling/recounting.” The Haggadah’s language is an unquestioned “We” - always in the first person: we were slaves in Egypt, God took us out with a strong hand and outstretched arm. This identification with the story is explicit: “in each and every generation a person is required to see herself as if she left Egypt.”


This fundamental “We” kills the distance between story and storyteller. It asks that we own the Exodus, that we become part of the story and that we let the story shape our identity. And the beauty of Haggadah is, in distinction to drash, that the commitment to join this narrative is asked of everyone around the table; a communal commitment, not just of the individual.


Even more than that, the Haggadah audaciously asks that we assume the obligations which devolve upon the free who were once slaves: gratitude for our liberation, an abhorrence for oppression that demands our action, devotion, and the consciousness that there is no essential difference between those who are free and those who are enslaved - everyone can be oppressed and everyone must be freed.


We should challenge ourselves to become part of this story, to gather the courage to commit to the words that we speak, to hear dissonance if what we say is not what we do (do the words, “all who are hungry, come and eat” grate on our ears?) Our story is one of great joy and deep obligation, one worth telling even, especially, with its hard parts. This story is who we are.


Hazak ve’ametz - have courage! and especially have
A Sweet Pesach,
Rabbi Scott Perlo

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