Haaretz, Oct. 08, 2016


A religious roommate told me that between Rosh Hashanah and Yom Kippur, the fate of all beings is decided in the heavenly court: who shall live and who shall die.

[...] People sat there and talked about “crushing them with bulldozers.”

[...] Then we started to hear rumors from friends up north about attacks by Jews from Upper Nazareth, accompanied by police, following the conclusion of the Yom Kippur service.

[...] Now we’re in Illinois, amid the Days of Awe, and soon Yom Kippur will come, when people’s fates are sealed without their being able to defend themselves in court. And without being able to explain rationally why I miss Jerusalem and Tira so much, I hope that the decree for me and my family won’t be to be numbered among the refugees.