Archive for August 2004
Lucian Kim’s fascinating article in The Moscow Times, “A Friendship Revived Is Built on a Dark Past,” begins by noting the circumstances of the extraordinary revival of German Jewry:
While working as a correspondent in Berlin, I reported several stories on the extraordinary revival of the city’s Jewish community. Replenished by Jews from the former Soviet Union, it is now largely Russian-speaking.
The last time I visited the Jewish community center, I felt as though I had stepped into an old folks’ home in Russia. On a bulletin board there were faded photographs showing the youthful faces of Red Army soldiers who had helped crush Nazi Germany. I learned that some 70 World War II veterans were living in the capital of a country that had once set out to exterminate “Bolshevik Jews.”
It seemed ironic, to say the least, that the nation that had waged a racially motivated war against the Soviet Union would end up becoming a magnet for Russian-speaking Jews.
It goes on to some interesting places.
Courtesy of creases.
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Jonathan Edelstein has a fascinating take on the pressures of modernity that Islam faced/faces in the two areas above named in the subject field. I disagree with his conclusions, but still.
- This afternoon, as I took the Queen Street West streetcat east towards Osgoode, I checked my Yahoo!Mail account on my cellphone. A well-dressed and slim woman in her 40s standing next to me knelt over and began talking to my cellphone as if she was trying to leave a message. She then looked up to me, smiled, and introduced herself as Byron. She then said “Dana.” I smiled and said I’m sorry; disgusted, she meandered on to the back of the streetcar.
- Several weeks ago, on the northwest corner of Yonge and Eglinton, some corporation or other was hosting a festival of some kind. One young woman, accompanied by synthesized piano and actual violin, sang some art songs quite beautifully. Her singing voice reminded me very strongly of nire_nagaf‘s speaking voice–the phrasing of both was quite similar.