Writing my “letter from the heart of a liberal Zionist” was an exercise in de-othering. I had found myself so triggered by the atrocities in Gaza that I could feel nothing but disgust for Zionists, and it was the liberals of that group that particularly galled me – perhaps because, in light of their admirable liberalism, their Zionism felt so acutely disappointing. 637 more words
Tags » Relating
It’s tough when you know the purity of someone’s heart and soul but witness them behaving like a shit, tit, or twit.
I tend to hold steady to my belief in their inherent goodness, which sometimes means I stick around too long, hoping they’ll snap out of it and stop being such a fuckbag. 117 more words
It’s half-way through the summer school holidays, or thereabouts, and it seems a suitable time to think back on play that has happened on the playground in the past few weeks. 2,410 more words
I dated a man who was open and honest about the fact that he was unsure about being in a serious relationship.
I said then, and I still say, that this was preferable to someone who SAYS he is ready, and puts a ring on it, when in fact he is not ready or interested in being part of a true partnership. 488 more words