Modesty Blasé
Q. How many Beis Yakov girls does it take to change a light bulb? A. 100. One and 99 to say Tehillim. Women scuttle to each other’s homes during the… Read more »
Q. How many Beis Yakov girls does it take to change a light bulb? A. 100. One and 99 to say Tehillim. Women scuttle to each other’s homes during the… Read more »
Having referred to myself last week as a burgeoning partisan lunatic, I’ve decided not to endanger Lilith’s non-profit status with a long enraged rant about political issues right now. I’d… Read more »
To say the words feels equivalent to conjuring fiendish spirits. To write out the significance of this approaching month- this precarious, shifty month- feels equivalent to summoning thieves, to doing… Read more »
This week, the politics column of the Lilith blog presents a special guest blogger. Laura Matson, the woman who first introduced me to Minnesota and all its charms, was our… Read more »
1. You can no longer find cherries anywhere, but the first blood-red pomegranates are in all the markets and even on some of the trees (like the one in my… Read more »
Frum women dangle. Their car keys, usually attached to photos of their children and grandchildren, their house keys, iPod, supermarket card and gym locker tokens are all hanging off them.… Read more »
Before anyone calls partisan bias, let me assure you this blog has some excellent programming planned for the Grand Old Party’s party, too–but the Dems are up first, and I… Read more »
“These clever girls,” a friend said to me the other day, “they’re taking it too far now. My son isn’t going to want such a clever one. It’s not going… Read more »
Like most everyone with a television set the world over, I too have been watching the Olympics — and getting more excited about sports and my country than I expected… Read more »
Man, somehow I woke up this morning and walked into the mid ‘80s. That’s how it felt, anyway, after I found a pamphlet from Mother Jones, circa 1981. For the… Read more »