Dust The dull of this city dulls In no particular direction Lights lights lights dust We passed a man with his lips To the dirt Not moving everyone said He’s just drunk I don’t think […]
Author: Moriel Rothman-Zecher
Spoken Word in Sheikh Jarrah with Mohammad El Kurd, Jasiri X and Remi Kanazi
Check it. I open, then Mohammad El Kurd spits his fantastic piece on Jerusalem, Jasiri X, a hip-hop artist and poet from Pittsburgh comes next with verses on different-and-similar oppressions, and Palestinian-American poet Remi Kanazi […]
“Some Gays are Nazis,” ie., the Brilliance of De-Collectivization, ie., a Graffito Revelation
I was riding in the bus this morning, near my new home in South Tel Aviv. Out the window, I saw the following graffito*, which at first caused me to double-take, and then sent me […]
What is a Bitcoin? (A Poemic Polemic)
This [new] poem is: 1. Completely unrelated to most of what I usually blog about on dangling preposition B. Very silly 3. Only vaguely political, at most IV. Likely largely inoffensive, to most
A Killing, Prawer Pushback, Druze Refusal & Open[ed] Hillel: Four Stories from This Week
A Killing (An Awful Story) This past weekend, a small kid was nationalistically murdered. Which is to say: This past weekend, Wajih Wajdi al-Ramahi, a 14-year old Palestinian boy from the Jalazun refugee camp near […]
Walls
The Western Wall has not stopped wailing We just forgot its wail Like the sound of raining amidst hailing Click crack take drill click drill.
Racism on the Radio: Ethnic Transfer Relay Races and Subsidized Discriminatation on the Farm
Driving yesterday, I turned on the radio. I don’t drive much, and don’t listen to the radio much. Maybe if I did, I would have been numbed to what I heard. But I don’t, and […]
Names
Sheikh Jarrah becomes Shimon HaTzadik. Silwan becomes the City of David. Susiya is replaced by Susya. Lest we see this phenomenon as unique to the 1967 Occupation: Sheikh Muwanis becomes Ramat Aviv. Saffuriya becomes Tzippori. […]
A reminder of why we did what we did in Hebron
Photo from a few days ago by my friend and fellow activist and organizer, Avner Gvaryahu. Translation of the graffiti sprayed next to the Spongebob Squarepants and ringed with Stars of David: “Death to Arabs.” […]
Arrested in Hebron: “Segregation is Not Our Judaism” (Photos, Vignettes, Reflections).
Last week, on October 25th, I found myself under arrest in the city of Hebron. Later the same night, as my eyes wandered over the boxy orange payphone that, from my handful of anthropological case-studies, […]
