Starbucks was widely panned for its #RaceTogether campaign. Karen Skinazi writes the BBC did worse with a show about race that spouted anti-Semitic stereotypes (among other canards).
A Torontonian by birth, New Yorker at heart and Brit by residence, one writer finds the perfect way to reconcile her influences while putting a Jewish spin on the holiday.
Maybe it’s time to turn to literature and a historic play to understand why the reaction to the Pew study has been so fierce. A professor chooses ‘The Melting Pot’ for answers.
Thirteen days before the start of classes, a Schechter school in central New Jersey announced it would not reopen after summer. Parents and students were left to ask: ‘What now?’
Back in the early 1980s, the Russians were coming. Not the Cold Warriors, but the Jewish children, with names like Yana and Inna and Igor. Each child seemed impossibly pale — pale hair, pale eyes, pale skin, pale lips, pale hand clutching the hand of his or her mother, a woman, in contrast, impossibly bright — garish makeup, colorful clothing, aflame in gold and diamonds, awash in heady perfume. The Russian child (for we didn’t distinguish then between Russians and Ukrainians, Ukrainians and Latvians) arrived at our classroom door, silent, in clothes of Soviet gray: ill-fitting gray sweaters, and gray pants, pulled too high, cut too short. The mother stood in line for financial aid, chatting away with the Russian mother in front of her and the Russian mother behind her: a line of peacocks speaking in a foreign tongue, a sight and a sound not soon forgotten.