February 25, 2008

Bridging two hemispheres: how to


Sitting next to me on the bus back to Tel Aviv (after spending my first Shabbat back in Israel with my cousins Gila and Chaim) was the loveliest person I met in the line forming outside Bus 480 in the Jerusalem Central Bus Station.

While passengers were pushing madly to be first or second or — gasp, horrors, possibly just third to mount the steep steps of the bus, a small senior citizen clutching a large bulging bag in each fist waited her turn patiently. When I bowed to indicate that she enter before me, she insisted, “You got here first, I saw you.” And I knew exactly next to whom I would plant my self, jacket, Brookstone backpack, and stuff-filled Whole Foods eco-friendly bag.

An old message: Jews, get out of Iraq
Our journey passed quickly in the manner of strangers on a train (bus, plane, ship, or camel caravan) who bond instantly, and I learned early in our gabfest, among other things — that my companion had arrived in Israel as a small child, a refuge from her native Iraq. “They drove out the Jews, and we left in haste.”

Forty-five minutes later, as our bus neared the Tel Aviv Bus Station, police blockades along the major arteries were causing delay, confusion, irritation, and rumor-mongering among the passengers. Everyone's dreaded unasked question: Were the blockades on account of a “suspicious object” (meaning, a possible terrorist bomb planted in an abandoned container found nearby)?

Within minutes, in a scene reminiscent of Jean-Luc Godard's opening frames of Week End, I saw spaghetti-like streams of stalled vehicles, their passengers morphing into pedestrians taking to the highway. Yet here, helicopters droning overhead, along the barricades protesters were holding placards — UNDER FIRE IN SDEROT, and chanting, “We want a military solution! We want the army to do what's right and to fight the enemy!"

An old message: Jews, get out of Israel
Sderot, the southern Israeli town is where, during the past seven years more than 8,000 qassam rocket attacks from the Gaza Strip have been raining, really pouring on schools, homes, streets — everywhere. Here, where 33% of the children suffer from PTSD (post traumatic stress disorder), civilians and even schoolchildren act as medics, attending to injured family, friends, pets, animals — anyone.

The protesters came from Sderot to Tel Aviv to demand that the Israeli army kill, besides the terrorists who are missile launchers, Gaza's political leaders who meet every Saturday afternoon to decide where and when to terrorize Jews, then order the missile launchers to fire and to kill.

Bridging hemispheres, cultures, eons: tips —

  • Choose, if possible, a bus seat companion who is gentle and thoughtful.
  • Pay attention that Iraq/Babylonia drove out its Jews, who had been living there more than 2,500 years — since their earliest expulsions from their native Land of Israel.
  • Pay attention that Iraq’s cousins in Gaza and elsewhere are doing their best to drive out the Jews from their own country, the State of Israel.
  • Therefore, choose life! !וּבָחַרְתָּ, בַּחַיִּים

    I call heaven and earth to witness against you this day, that I have set before you life and death, the blessing and the curse; therefore choose life, that you might live, you and your seed. (Deuteronomy 30:19)

    הַעִדֹתִי בָכֶם הַיּוֹם, אֶת-הַשָּׁמַיִם וְאֶת-הָאָרֶץ הַחַיִּים וְהַמָּוֶת נָתַתִּי לְפָנֶיךָ, הַבְּרָכָה וְהַקְּלָלָה; וּבָחַרְתָּ, בַּחַיִּים לְמַעַן תִּחְיֶה, אַתָּה וְזַרְעֶךָ — דברים ל:יט.
  • February 01, 2008

    King Week Atlanta Focus: Bishop Bevel Jones and The Ministers' Manifesto

    My previous post on Dr. King's birthday continues here.

    With Bishop L. Bevel Jones,
    coauthor of The Ministers' Manifesto

    As a very young child in New York City, I watched TV news images that were forever etched in my young soul: police and their dogs attacking small children. The scene was Little Rock, Arkansas, where mobs of men, women, and children, in defiance of federal integration laws, had partially shut down Central High School a half-century ago. In one of the ugliest chapters in the nation's history, state leaders — elected officials, clergy, school personnel, police and firefighters, and citizens waged obscene, deadly battles of resistance to integration.

    In the face of such life-traumatizing acts of horror, among other noxious reasons, when the United States South went into an uproar over the 1954 Supreme Court decision in favor of integration, Georgia deliberated closing its public schools rather than allow black and white children to attend them together.

    Where there are no men, strive to be one
    In the spirit of Rabbi Hillel's teaching (Ethics of the Fathers 2:6), fewer than 100 principled, courageous ministers of the all-white Atlanta Christian Council took a bold stand where church leadership (really, any leadership) was desperately needed.

    Retired United Methodist Bishop L. Bevel Jones III, then age 30, and fourteen other men of the cloth drafted an appeal to citizens and others for moderation, communication between the races, racial amity, and obedience to the law. Eighty clergy signed it, and November 3, 1957, the Atlanta Journal-Constitution published on its front page what became called The Ministers' Manifesto.

    (Rabbi Jacob M. Rothschild, whose moral convictions and bold actions — like those of his Christian colleagues, evoked the ancient biblical prophets. Though he did not sign this historic document — a statement by Christians, the KKK (Ku Klux Klan) soon responded to his partnership with the cosigners and to his other activities by bombing the Temple, the city’s oldest Jewish congregation. After the bombing aroused new fears of racial extremism, more than 300 ministers issued a second manifesto calling for the creation of a citizens' commission to debate alternatives to massive resistance.)

    The Ministers' Manifesto was credited with helping Atlanta desegregate peacefully by discouraging city officials and Atlanta citizens from pursuing a course of massive resistance to federal authority.

    The promise of this nation's founders: all people are created equal.
    Last Sunday, Bishop Jones preached the sermon at Emory University’s Cannon Chapel ecumenical, open worship. Susan Henry-Crowe, Dean of the Chapel and Religious Life (including scores of Emory organizations, from Jewish to Muslim and from Catholic to Protestant), welcomed the assembled. His sermon was part civil rights history, part autobiography, and part personal principles and beliefs.

    "Nothing is quite as uninteresting as a religious moralist,” Jones intoned, “always on the side of angels but never fighting any devil. We must be willing to take sides on moral issues of the moment. And our ideas must be linked to actions that address specifics, tangibles."

    Jones remembered —
    • "Mother of the Modern-Day Civil Rights Movement," Rosa Parks, who, too tired to move to the back of a segregated bus, sat down; and then the world stood up.
    • Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr., who called us to address the giant triplets: racism, economic injustice, and militarism, and who insisted that the nation be a beacon of light, not a bastion of might.
    Over a community lunch following the service, I asked Bishop Jones to share about his work with Rabbi Rothschild, and whether he had also known or worked with Rabbi Abraham Joshua Heschel. This towering giant, who, when he marched with Dr. King in the Selma Civil Rights March said, “My legs were praying.”

    Joining in the fellowship over lunch were (shown here) Savannah, an attorney working for veterans’ disability rights, and Emory College junior Chiemezie, a first generation American and proud Ibo daughter of Nigerian parents.

    Bishop Jones, whose benediction closed the morning service, kindly repeated it for me that I might share it on my blog. It is a perfect blessing as I prepare to cross “the pond” to resume my life on the other side, in Israel.

    As you go, may God go with you —
    Before you, to guide you,
    Behind you, to guard you,
    Beneath you, to uphold you,
    Before you, to inspire you,
    Beside you, to befriend you, and
    Within you, to give you peace.