His will, executed by two associates, is 21 pages long and values his wealth at $577 million.
He will appear in federal court in Manhattan in connection with allegations that he was involved in sex trafficking dozens of minors in New York.
In a way that few other Holocaust museums have dared, ILHMEC has been hosting visiting exhibitions under its roof that show visitors ways in which the Nazis’ treatment of the Jews was hardly unique: In just the past two years, the museum has featured exhibitions on apartheid in South Africa, racism in America, the Khmer Rouge atrocities in Cambodia, the aftermath of the Srebrenica massacre in Bosnia, and the plight of Iraqi refugees who left their homes with little more than the things they carried.
Combatting sex trafficking demands a multidimensional approach beyond punishing the perpetrators; we must focus on prevention, and on helping survivors heal.
Feminists like to point out Vashti’s bad treatment in the Purim story. But what about the modern Vashtis in our midst?
FORWARD EDITORIAL: Sex slavery was once a plague on the Jewish Lower East Side. A century later, women are still suffering the same injustice — or worse.
THIS WEEK: Staffers look at the Jewish communal response to sex trafficking; why one Orthodox town is getting huge internet subsidies and six word memoirs about your mom.
Update, February 12, 2012
I have a confession to make that may or may not come as a surprise to my friends: I really do not care all that much about the Super Bowl. I would like to say that it’s because I’ve been living outside of the United States since 1993, although if I’m going to be honest, I didn’t care much about the game when I was living stateside either, nor in fact about the entire sport of football. I have a vague image of football season comfort, the kind of stay-inside warmth knowing that nothing important is going to happen out there in the world for an entire day because everyone is watching television. I often crave such moments of nothingness that are increasingly elusive in my life. But of course, for those people who actually care about the Super Bowl, I suppose my sentiment of “nothingness” is akin to blasphemy. As if I was putting down Yom Kippur or something.