Every summer, Jennifer Weiner serves up a quintessential summer novel, effortlessly blending the cozy and the topical and usually sprinkling in some Cape Cod flavor.
Last month saw the anniversaries of two great leaps forward for women in American Judaism: It was 50 years since the ordination of the first American woman rabbi, Sally Priesand, and 100 years since the first bat mitzvah.
Toward the end of World War II, an increasingly paranoid Adolf Hitler worried about poison. To protect himself, he required young women—girls of “good German stock”—to taste his food before each meal.
How many times have you picked up a book you bought years ago and never opened, only to find that it’s the perfect read for that moment in your life?
Wars ripple outward, and the vibrations from this one are already being felt.
This week, as I followed reports about the threat of imminent war between Russia and Ukraine, I found myself thinking about history’s prequels.
Are Jews a people, a race, an ethnic group, a nation, a state?
A whole generation has gone through the Jewish life cycle with Anita Diamant.
Abortion bans are predicated on assumptions about when life begins that have specific Christian theological assumptions baked into them.