Tuesday, November 13, was one of those jam-packed days in the life and career of a Jewish media professional where I truly feel blessed with the job I have. Although I normally don’t leave our Jewish Link office much on Tuesdays and Wednesdays due to the rigors and stresses imposed by our demanding Wednesday-night deadline cycle,
It’s called Airbnb.
But now the booking platform would be more appropriately called Err-bnb, because if there was ever a grievous mistake made by any company regarding Israel, this has to be it.
The online platform’s decision to blacklist Jewish-owned rentals in
In years past, when Israel has had to defend itself against the terror of Hamas, the world community has used the words “excessive force” to condemn the Jewish state.
When close to 400 rockets were fired into Israel from Gaza earlier this week, the world’s voices of condemnation stayed quiet,
Last week, many of us learned of the Tree of Life congregation killings as we emerged from Shabbat.
Some of us, as the Havdalah candle wick is still smoldering, turn on our smartphones or any other preferred screens, fearing we are missing something.
The “new sheriff in town” is, much to our dismay, getting out of Dodge City.
Indeed, Nikki Haley, the U.S. ambassador to the United Nations, announced last week she will be leaving her post at year’s end.
That has left those of us who wake up each day with
Two Mondays ago, I had the privilege of attending and participating in a unique celebration on the YU campus in Washington Heights in memory of my MTA classmate, Ari Fuld, HY”D. The MTA students made a siyum on Mishnayot on all of Seder Nezikin and the completion of a brand new Sefer Torah in Ari’s
We find ourselves at a time of grateful abundance. We emerge from our Rosh Hashanah tefillot observing the birthday of the world only to look ahead with nervous anticipation as our heartfelt prayers will seal our lives of goodness, joy and health in Hashem’s book.
We have just finished a fairly wet and rainy Rosh Hashanah—in truth, I can’t even remember a Rosh Hashanah during the past 10-20 years when it rained like this and Tashlich was rained out. With it raining on both days of Yom Tov, I had time to read perhaps even a bit more than I normally would over a
I started writing this column on Sunday while on a high on my way back from a very special 55-hour weekend spent in Israel. I was there to attend the bar mitzvah of the only son of one of my oldest and closest friends from my high school days. I also had the added bonus of spending a Shabbat with my