We all need authority in life; it guides us, protects us, defends us, if neccessary. When we are children and teenagers, we fear/ respect/ obey our parents and teachers. Parents and teachers are the first phase authority.
We all need authority in life; it guides us, protects us, defends us, if neccessary. When we are children and teenagers, we fear/ respect/ obey our parents and teachers. Parents and teachers are the first phase authority.
Until quite recenly I knew nothing about the Doomsday Clock . Never heard of it.
Apparently, this clock, set and maintained since 1947 by experts - atomic scientists actually- measures nuclear risks, climate change, biological threats, disruptive / inovative technologies (such as AI).
It's in fact a symbolic clock, an imperfect one, used more as a metaphor than a prediction; still - an important device which draws attention to existential threaths, and might show us how close we are, God Forbid, to destruction.
Whenever I read a news article, I tell myself - that's how decline of journalism looks and feels like. One of the major reasons for this decline is the rise of the competing digital media platforms (internet, mobile phone), but not only.
There seems to be no critical, experienced eye on the material before it gets published - and that sometimes leads to shameful spelling errors, and factual inaccuracies.
We would expect a true journalist to ensure that the facts are correct, verified , balanced, and objective, that the sources on which the published story is based are available to the reader, to make it credible to him. But in most cases, no such thing.
Recently, two well-known journalists were sued by the PM, for writing lies about his health. I'm rather surprised. After all, they, the journalists, should know better than us, the ordinary people, what's possible and what not in this defamation game.
To write about someone's health you should have before your eyes a valid document, such as a doctor's report. They probably didn't have one, but based their assumptions on rumors and speculations.
As a young boy, my elder brother Hersh (diminutive version: Hershole), spent a lot of time in the kitchen alone or with Mum. He liked the place and learned in it all aspects of food preparation.
He also liked to be close to Mother, and she to him. During the Holocaust, they got separated ; he as a child of four was put in an orphanage whereas my mother was placed in ghetto Mogilev , Ukraine to face hunger, beating, sickness.
After returning from the Hell of Ukraine, mother and son became inseparable.
Despite his obvious preference for the kitchen, he was not encouraged , though, to choose a culinary profession; it was not considered proper for young men . At that time, young men were persuaded to acquire a technical or commercial line of profession.
Hersh (official name - Herman), liked neither of the above two categories. Besides attraction to culinaria (and to amateur soccer), he had musical aptitudes, and wished to study music, precisely, violin playing. The sad truth was that we lived in a small town with no musical school and possibilities. Culinary professional school or courses were inexistant either. My parents didn't have the means to keep him at studies in another town.
So, he went on studying the violin with a private teacher, and in the meantime studied commerce and accounting to get a certificate that would enable him to start working and earn a living.
Years later, in Israel, he acquired a technical profession too, but lost any ambition for culinaria . He liked to cook for friends and family, displaying his great skills on the matter, but nothing more.
The inseparable bond between mother and son tragically came to an end, in 1998 when Hersh died untimely (at age 58.5) during a tour abroad with his wife. The tragic irony was his final collapse - while watching the Mondial (Soccer World Cup) on TV (soccer being a great passion of his).
After his death I wrote a few words in all my three languages : romanian, hebrew, english.
It seems the camera likes Antony Blinken (America's Secretary of State). I think he knows that, and cooperates with it. His profile looks good in most of the pictures I've seen so far.
Blinken is jewish, and his wife christian. They met at the White House where they were both working for the Obama and Clinton administrations.
At their wedding, the religious service was performed by a rabbi and a priest. (I wonder how that goes...never been to an interfaith wedding ceremony).
According to his biography he is fluent in French (he lived in France for a period of time, with his Mother and her husband , and went to school there). He also plays the guitar and sings.
Not everybody's happy with his guitar playing ('it sucks' , wrote someone). I believe, that with the kind of job he does, the guitar saves him. ( Currently, he's got Israel and Ukraine on his head, two very tough 'clients' !) .
Lately, he was seen in a bar in Kyiv, dressed in jeans and holding a red guitar, performing onstage together with a local rock band in celebration of some more military help given by the USA to Ukraine.
He combines diplomacy with music, and it probably works for him; the two domains somehow complement each other. (Bill Clinton as I recall, was playing saxophone).
Decluttering is very much on my mind. It's not an easy matter. Over the years, we get attached to our stuff; on the other hand, there comes a time, when we begin to realize that at a certain age, and under certain circumstances (such as living in a war zone or seismic zone that might involve evacuation, lack of money and food), a minimalistic way of life would be more apropriate.
I was once told that dependence of any kind is...'slow death'.
I'v given much thought to dependence as an individual, trying to learn how to minimize it. I've given only little thought as to the country's dependence on other countries or factors.
We've always been dependent on the USA. America is our greatest friend, ally, mother and father. Without her backing we feel like orphans.
Being a small country, surrounded by adversaries, Israel greatly needs the american military, diplomatic, economic support.
I must say, that I don't consider this a healthy relationship, as it prevents us from seeing and facing reality clearly. Besides, times change,interests change, things get complicated for both sides.
Democracy means 'power of the people' (greek: demos- people, kratos - power). It's a way of governing which depends on the will of the people. The majority wins the elections. It can be successful where the nation is more or less stable demographically.
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In our neck of the woods, certain circles (mainly orthodox, but not only) have a high birth rate and that turns democracy into a joke. We are experiencing now this kind of joke following the last elections when these circles , not the most productive ones in the population, got the majority of votes and are now trying to shape everything according to their way of life - which is not for the benefit of the whole country.
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Yesterday (8.3.2024), on International Woman's Day, I found myself thinking about Brigitte Bardot (B.B.) - former french movie actress, dancer, singer , model. In my much younger days she was a 'hot' name, considered one of the most beautiful and sexy women in the world. Her exciting appearances in movies, her marriages ( to Roger Vadim, Jaques Charrier ..), and romantic relationship with other french actors - dominated the headlines and the imagination.
After she left the entertainment world in 1974, she became an activist for the rights of animals (she created a foundation for their welfare and protection), and later on, a fervent anti-immigration speaker. The last activity brought her a lot of trouble; she even got fined several times for using racial terms, and accused of inciting to hatred.
Now and then, I 've seen photos of her in which she looks old, fat, and wrinkled , but alive and kicking. The vestiges of beauty - gone, but replaced with activism of some sort , activism she has claimed to be for the public benefit.
( In a world of political correctness and high hypocrisy, she's seen in certain french circles as a courageous, outspoken person who doesn't hesitate to speak up her mind, for better or for worse).
Anyway, I personally prefer to remember her as the beautiful movie star, the sex symbol of the period starting with the famous movie "And God created woman". Thousands of women in the world have admired her hair, figure and face, and tried to resemble her not only physically, but also in talent and personality.
A few days ago, a shooting attack at a gas station, left two fatalities on the spot: a teenager, and a 57 year old man, father of three, long time member of the Zaka volunteer organization. (RIP).