Scene: Hebron, 1800 B.C.E
Abraham: Oy vey ist mir! My beloved Sarah has died! Efron the Hittite, please let me bury my wife here.
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Anger. Grief. Sorrow. Disgust. Pure bewilderment. Rage. Determination. Resistance. Helplessness. Despondence. All of these feelings (and a plentiful amount more) have been ones that seem to be permeating not only my Facebook wall as of late, but most other peoples’s social media feeds as well (at least the ones who have a majority of liberal (or at the very least, reasonable friends). 1,362 more words
All that we are decrying, protesting, railing against now….we need to look at how we participate in perpetuating those same ills. Let’s take fashion for instance. 490 more words