It happened after the demonstration -the biggest in Tel Aviv against the war yet, estimates of over 6,000 demonstrators- had mostly dispersed. The now-familiar group of right-wing demonstrators had worked themselves up into a frenzy throughout […]

It happened after the demonstration -the biggest in Tel Aviv against the war yet, estimates of over 6,000 demonstrators- had mostly dispersed. The now-familiar group of right-wing demonstrators had worked themselves up into a frenzy throughout […]
We are told: There is a fundamental difference between the Israeli regime and the Hamas regime. It is named as “intent.” Hamas intends to kill many (and actually kills few). Israel intends to kill few […]
Guest writer: Samuel Tell I am a demonstrator. I’ve been to demonstrations in Hebron (where I almost took a tear-gas grenade to the head), Nabi Saleh, Bil’in, etc. Tonight was the first time I felt […]
Guest writer: Leanne Gale. This piece was originally posted on Leanne’s crucial blog, Fugitive Moments of Compassion. I have never been more conscious of my womanhood. 1. I stood and looked on in the center […]
Tonight I went to an event organized by Breaking the Silence. People read testimonies from Gaza. The first testimony told about how, during Cast Led, three civilians were killed in a mission. The commander said: […]
A story: Jerusalem Day, 2012. I am standing at the Damascus Gate, before the Israeli parade has made its way from West Jerusalem into the occupied parts of the city to celebrate “reunification.” I am […]
Reply to the Leftern Wall: Hitler was Right. Hitler did nothing wrong. That was the first thing I saw this morning when I turned on my phone. There is a backstory. Last night, just after […]
I’m heading home tomorrow night, as long as the airport is still functioning. Tonight, we had pasta and wine and in the course of our conversation -which of course sloped political, but not only “our” political, […]
Guest writer: Kayla Rothman-Zecher My fingertips trace years of color. Years of black outlines to words which tell stories. Some serious, some trivial. Like: “I eat cheese” or, “I love Dave”. But, as my fingers trace, […]
Guest writer: Liana Rothman.* It’s hard to explain the way things have been feeling in this area lately. The way people’s eyes seem just a little more suspicious and dubious these days. The way I […]