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Good morning.

It's Yom Kippur eve. I shan't be fasting. I also have no introspective thoughts to share at this time.

Maybe later.

After coffee.

Blasphemy!

Sep. 18th, 2010 10:35 am
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That's me.

This time of year always brings out the contemplative side of me.

Despite the gravity of it being Yom Kippur and Saturday (i.e. Shabbat), I'm feeling pretty up lifted. Such is the price of watching cartoons with my 4 year old Niece while the majority of the other adults have gone to while away the fast at synagogue.

I don't know if I mentioned this at the time, but the synagogue my family attends is a Conservative one, which is a non-Orthodox branch of Judaism, and quite possibly because of that it was vandalised by Jewligans the day before Rosh Ha'Shana.
My mom got an email from the shul's mailing list informing us that the front of the synagogue was graffitied with "יחי העם" which I can only translate as "Long Live the Folk" because that is the spirit in which it is intended and not the more democratic "Long Live the People".
Also, they threw eggs at the door.

This is very disturbing, because our area is not especially religious, I mean there are synagogues all over, but for a quorum you traditionally need ten men over the age of 13 and you can pray as a congregation so, meh.

Our town is quite secular and I doubt Settlers living 20 minutes away beyond the Green Line came in the night to deface a synagogue that doesn't do gender segregation and believes that taking into account social and technological advances are good things would take the time to inform the few hundred people who attend that they're traitors.

I think it was the kids from the local Bnei Akivah (a religious Zionist youth movement who have a branch close to the vicinity of the shul).

I contemplated attending services that day, just to show presence, but I couldn't handle the feeling of hypocrisy so I declined.
Last night I did attend, as I always do, in order to hear Kol Nidrei, as sung by the best Cantor in the world. He's very old now and there's a new Cantor in the shul (who apparently no one likes, I've never heard him so I can't give an opinion) because the Old Man is old. I was telling my dad that (may he live long and into prosperity) once the Old Man can't sing any more tradition will no longer be able to bring me to shul.
He gave me a sad look.
Guilt may still be able to drag me to synagogue once a year for half an hour.

My plans today are to walk the empty streets (because it's tradition in this country to not drive on Yom Kippur, so there are kids running around outside, riding on bikes and basically taking advantage of there being no cars) and watch Mad Men with my friend.

A good year to my Jewcy readers, have a nice weekend to my non-Jewcy readers.

Now, I'm going have a cup of coffee.
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I will not be fasting this year.

I'll be going to Koll Nidrei, as I do every year. But I won't be fasting.
It took me a long time to figure out why, as a non-believer, as someone who would more often than nor buck tradition than follow it (or at the very least, update it to fit the times and my personal philosophy), I'd felt the need to fast in previous years.

Nostalgia.

Pure and simple, nostalgia.

I go to hear and sing along with everyone Koll Nidrei, because it moves me, I feel the water in my body vibrate along with the congregation that repeats, repeats, repeats the Hazan (Cantor) as he sings and dirges the words of the Book.

I don't think I need to deny myself anything in order to make visible the repentance (that I don't feel).
I have no soul that needs purification.

I've been losing weight and that's been weighing on my mind. I hate that as I get thinner I think more about how fattening things are and I've not even been trying to lose weight.
I was happy where I was.
It's been a tough week, month, year.
It would have caught up with me I suppose.
If I don't see myself fattening up after the Holidays and during Uni I'll go see if there's an actual problem with me.
I am looking pale.
Because I'm tired; I've not caught up on the sleep I've lost over the past couple of days.

I will not be fasting.
With any luck I'll make myself a cup of coffee at a friends house this evening after prayers and catch up on True Blood tomorrow... maybe I'll watch an ep or two of Torchwood.
Or Life on Mars.

Definitely listen to Leonard Cohen... my lovely man.
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I've been boycotting Coffee Bean for a little over a year now, because the chain managers fired workers when they tried to unionize, stole tips and basically were very, very bad managers.
I always liked the Coffee Bean's coffee and ice-coffees, though I can't really say I've missed it as such, but I've certainly been aware of what I've stopped consuming.

So finally success!
Histadrut, "Coffee Bean" sign breakthrough labor agreement
By Haim Bior

The Histadrut labor federation and the coffee shop chain "The Coffee Bean" signed a labor agreement on Tuesday, ending a long dispute between the company's employees in the 14 branches nationwide and the management.

This marks the first collective agreement between the Histadrut and a restaurant.Read more... )

I don't know if I'll actually go back to drinking their coffee on a semi-regular basis (like I did before the labour dispute between the workers and the chain, but it's nice knowing that the Unions are gaining control again and perhaps will overthrow this neo-liberal money wasting machine we call an economy... or not and they'll just keep their workers rights in tact - no small feat these days!
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מישהו יודע איפה באזור השרון ו/או המרכז ניתן לקנות קפה נמס (כמו נסקפה) סחר הוגן?

תודה מראש!
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Still only one class today.
So it's going to be a late day.

On the other hand, I think I'll go demonstrate with the cafe workers and waiters who decided to unionise after their employee rights had been infringed.

Good times and solidarity as they say *grin*.

In addition, the genocide in Darfur must be stopped.

וכמו כן, צריך לעצור את רצח העם בדרפור.
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Rowling says Dumbledore is Gay!.
She says it here as well!.

Now all J.K.R. has to do is admit that the relationship between Tonks and Lupin is a sham and a cover up to their Gayness - Lavender Marriage anyone?

Now, it's not that I don't appreciate her being all forthright with this, I mean, it's really cool that the Master Mind and basic father figure to Hogwarts was gay and all, but revealing it almost four years after she killed him off and barely alluding to it in canon... it strikes me a little bit as fan service.

cut for a little bit of DH spoilers - read at your own risk )

So yeah, it's all very nice that one of the main characters was gay in canon - I can't even fathom the amount of Dumbledore/Grindelwald slash that is going to spawn. But you know what would have been nice... if Crabbe and Goyle had been a couple, or if Thomas Dean and Seamus would have been a couple on the sidelines... or Parvati and Lavender, because it's not about the main characters being gay, it's about the fact that when you're a young teenager and an older one, you explore who you are, and an old man being gay and discovering this after he had died and it had absolutely no bearing on the sales of the book... well like I said, it feels like fan service.
It's good, but it feels like too little too late in that regard.

But who am I to talk, I'm just an extrapolating fan who likes slash and never really liked Dombledore - manipulative megalomaniac bastard - and no he was not as bad as Voldemort; Albus, unlike Tom, was not a bigoted sociopath.

In addition, the genocide in Darfur must be stopped.

וכמו כן, צריך לעצור את רצח העם בדרפור.
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After three cups of coffee, an entire day of sleep and meeting with friends late in the evening, I finally feel normal again.

This year, unlike last, I didn't feel hungry at all, I actually didn't eat that much at the breaking of the fast, mainly drank and had a really drawn out supper.

It was a good day. It past quickly, I did my best to think positively and help my mother as much as I was able without falling asleep standing up - not eating and drinking took a lot out of me this year, I think I lost weight over the past few months.

Another thing that this contemplation brought upon is the fact that I really, really hate the religious institution in this country, the invidious restrictions and subtle oppression are so much more apparent to me for some reason. The Schul my family goes to is a part of the Conservative movement, which one of the more progressive movements in Judaism that still takes Hallacha into account, albeit with modern and contemporary interpretation.
Marriage through the Conservative institution isn't recognised as legal.
Female Rabbis aren't recognised as legitimate Rabbis by various rabbinical institutions in Israel.
Queer Jews, are at this point, invisible in the Conservative movement.
The validity three "R" movements (Reconstructionist, Renewal and Reform) are considered apocryphal in Israel.
In Israel, if you are Jewish, it is culturally appropriate to be either secular or religious, an in between stage, or religious-that-is-not-Orthodoxy just doesn't fit in with the way Israel is structured.
And it creates a huge divide in the Jewish population. As though there's any wonder we can't get along with "Other" people.

A point was supposed to be made, not really sure what it was. Something to do with Identity and political ramifications of all sorts of things, but it's after one AM and I'm tired.

In addition, the genocide in Darfur must be stopped.

וכמו כן, צריך לעצור את רצח העם בדרפור.
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So I'm now fasting, no food or water for 25 (or is it 26) hours is how it goes for this Nice Jewish Girl.
I think it's the only time in the Jewish Calendar where I actually do the "Jewish" thing.

Yom Kippur is a spacial day, not because it's a the Holiest of all "holy"days, which it is, but because it's the time of year, as it's been culturally cultivated in Israel, as a quiet day. Truly quiet. There isn't any mainstream radio, nor mainstream television, everything is shut down, and the streets are empty, no cars, no buses, no traffic. Nothing the the click-click-click of bicycles zooming down the empty streets as children make the most of the free roads that come sun-set will be filled with people coming home from Schul and dying for that cup of coffee they've been craving ever since they've stopped ingesting sustenance.

For me, it's a day of contemplation, meditation, soft music, poetry, family, lounging, walking, talking little, waiting, watching, listening, thinking about the meaning of food and water and thinking about my life in general.

The whole Atonement thing is old for me, it doesn't fit into the way I view my life; I try to take responsibility for my transgressions against people at the time that it happened or at least as near as possible. I don't think people deserve a clean-slate every year, or the impression of a clean-slate. We have to take responsibility for what we do and remember them. Though the Day of Atonement is meant as a time between GD and humankind, most take it to mean a time to wash away the "sins" of the past year.
Frankly, if a person needs a special day in order to try and make better about the things that may or may not have hurt another person, then there are serious issues there, is all I'm saying.

Last year I was depressed. Very. I wasn't aware of this, but looking back I can see that I was still very much trying to ignore the repercussions of the War. No easy. I had decided to try and live more ethically and became a vegetarian, I don't feel as though I'm punishing myself, which is how i felt last year, I'm able to recongnise this now.
I also thought I should try and become a little more religious when it came to Judaism, but quite quickly realised that my spirituality isn't to be found anywhere where I must bow down to anyone, corporal or otherwise. GD in this kind of setting is irrelevant, because my spirituality comes to fulfill me and GD, whether this entity exists or not, has no bearing on my spirit.

And so once a year I wear white, walk with my family to Schul, sing Kol Nidrei, the beautiful dirge which cleanses us of the years nastiness, sing the rest of the prayers with all the rest of the congregation and then walk home and admire the peace (crazy cycling kids and all), the half moon, the beginning of autumn and admire the fact that I'm really lucky to be a alive and feel it so much more acutely because I'm denying my physical needs for one day.

A holy day.
Double that.
It fell on Shabbat.

And now I part you with the words of one of my favourite poets/singer-songwriters:
Who By Fire by Leonard Cohen )

In addition, the genocide in Darfur must be stopped.

וכמו כן, צריך לעצור את רצח העם בדרפור.
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First of all, let me give my whole F-List and other lurkers a huge, big, excellent blessing for the New Year!

Shana Tova everyone!
!שנה טובה ומתוקה

Second, I've been so caught up in holiday preparations that I completely neglected to send a New Year Email to my friends and family, making me a very bad Jewish girl indeed, but thankfully there's Yom Kippur, where I can send yet another New Year email AND make up for my transgressions on the matter (just a little tougue-in-cheek) there.

And third, I'm drinking fair trade coffee from my spanking new plunger thanks to [livejournal.com profile] morin, so a huge on-line thanks about that, even though I already her thanked her in person!

Once again, a HAPPY NEW Jewish YEAR to everyone

In addition, the genocide in Darfur must be stopped.

וכמו כן, צריך לעצור את רצח העם בדרפור.
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I want this - it's a Denise interchangeable knitting needle kit.
And I want one of these - it's a French Press. Don't really care which.
And a coffee grinder.

Oh, Crikey I'm sick of the instant! So effing sick of it. And I'm just no capable of cooking the coffee on the stove and have it with sugar(!!!) every time.

And I want my fucking FAIR TRADE!!!!!!!!!!!!

*ahem* So obviously, the coffee stuff is a bit more crucial for me. But not to worry, I have another nine months to nag my family about getting me all those things.
.
.
.
*Headdesk*

Okay, not really, it's not that big a deal, but I really, really want these things.

In addition, the genocide in Darfur must be stopped.

וכמו כן, צריך לעצור את רצח העם בדרפור.
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Caffeine is my shepherd; I shall not doze.
It maketh me to wake in green pastures:
It leadeth me beyond the sleeping masses.
It restoreth my buzz:
It leadeth me in the paths of consciousness for its name's sake.
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of addiction,
I will fear no Equal™:
For thou art with me; thy cream and thy sugar they comfort me.
Thou preparest a carafe before me in the presence of The Starbucks:
Thou anointest my day with pep; my mug runneth over.
Surely richness and taste shall follow me all the days of my life:
And I will dwell in the House of Mochas forever.


In addition, the genocide in Darfur must be stopped.

וכמו כן, צריך לעצור את רצח העם בדרפור.
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Went out to with [livejournal.com profile] tamara_russo last night. Had a very nice dinner and conversation and then went to a movie.

We saw "El Labertino Del Fauno", and it was one of the best movies I'd ever seen, it was also the most horrifying!
Leigh, if you're reading this, so not a movie for you!!!!
Anybody whose looking at the poster of the film and is thinking "Hmmm, I could take my son/daughter/nephew/niece to this", let me tell you, you are so wrong because you will be spending the majority of the movie covering their and your eyes!
It was visually gorgeous (even with the vast amounts of gore, since it wasn't about the gore, but just very realistic amounts, which is what made so terrible to watch) and the premise and plot were gripping and beautiful.
So you of love for Magical Realism, War Dramas and Clever Child Heroes, this movie is for you.
I might write a spoilery review of it later on.

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V and Justice

V: Ah, I was forgetting that we are not properly introduced. I do not have a name. You can call me V. Madam Justice...this is V. V... this is Madam Justice. hello, Madam Justice.

Justice: Good evening, V.

V: There. Now we know each other. Actually, I've been a fan of yours for quite some time. Oh, I know what you're thinking...

Justice: The poor boy has a crush on me...an adolescent fatuation.

V: I beg your pardon, Madam. It isn't like that at all. I've long admired you...albeit only from a distance. I used to stare at you from the streets below when I was a child. I'd say to my father, "Who is that lady?" And he'd say "That's Madam Justice." And I'd say "Isn't she pretty."

V: Please don't think it was merely physical. I know you're not that sort of girl. No, I loved you as a person. As an ideal.

Justice: What? V! For shame! You have betrayed me for some harlot, some vain and pouting hussy with painted lips and a knowing smile!

V: I, Madam? I beg to differ! It was your infidelity that drove me to her arms!

V: Ah-ha! That surprised you, didn't it? You thought I didn't know about your little fling. But I do. I know everything! Frankly, I wasn't surprised when I found out. You always did have an eye for a man in uniform.

Justice: Uniform? Why I'm sure I don't know what you're talking about. It was always you, V. You were the only one...

V: Liar! Slut! Whore! Deny that you let him have his way with you, him with his armbands and jackboots!

V: Well? Cat got your tongue? I though as much.

V: Very well. So you stand revealed at last. you are no longer my justice. You are his justice now. You have bedded another.

Justice: Sob! Choke! Wh-who is she, V? What is her name?

V: Her name is Anarchy. And she has taught me more as a mistress than you ever did! She has taught me that justice is meaningless without freedom. She is honest. She makes no promises and breaks none. Unlike you, Jezebel. I used to wonder why you could never look me in the eye. Now I know. So good bye, dear lady. I would be saddened by our parting even now, save that you are no longer the woman I once loved.

*KABOOM!*

-"V for Vendetta"

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