Tel Aviv was never my favorite city. It’s big – huge, by Israeli standards.
It has lots of people.
It’s full of cigarettes, and therefore, it stinks to high heaven. 604 more words
I wrote this post on Tisha B’Av.
On Tisha B’Av, I was watching Gush Katif videos. It’s a fitting activity, music or not, because the expulsion of 8,600 Jews from their homes, and literally cutting off a limb of Israel, is one of the tragedies that led to tragedies of our time. 775 more words