At Purim, when we read the Megillah of Esther, my thoughts turn to bubbe and her cow named Vashti.
“The risks of “saying no” are ancient, and still with us. Unlike so many dead languages, the language of refusal is still very much alive.”
Jewish feminists don’t need Rabbi Krisch or anyone else to tell us who we should and should not regard as a hero.
“Is Vashti the evil queen of the Purim story?” my daughter asked me after a recent Hebrew school class.
It’s time to retire the Vashti-Feminist myth. She was a powerful executive who used her throne to discriminate against minorities.
Reading the Purim story in 2018, in a post-Weinstein era, raises many questions.
Feminists like to point out Vashti’s bad treatment in the Purim story. But what about the modern Vashtis in our midst?
International Women’s Day falls close to Purim this year. We should remember the stories of Vashti, who was killed for disobeying her husband and Esther, who spoke out.
Purim is a holiday that is about women’s power, in its different forms.
Purim is just around the corner and, in my house, that means my children have been super-glued into their costumes for about three weeks. My 6-year-old son, a dinosaur fan, has been wearing his T-Rex hat and roaring at the baby non-stop. My 3-year-old daughter has been wearing her poofy, pink princess dress and tiara, alternately calling herself Cinderella or Queen Esther. My daughter in a princess dress is not all that unusual. She has a few “ savta bought” (obviously) tutus she loves to twirl around in, but having just read Peggy Orenstein’s “Cinderella Ate My Daughter: Dispatches from the Front Lines of the New Girlie-Girl Culture,” both the Cinderella talk and the Queen Esther talk are giving me pause.