I am trying, today, Rosh Hashanah, to think about the sweetness of the new year.
All I can think of is the bombs being dropped far away, funded by my taxes, exploded in my name.
It feels unfair that Israel should be able to take this from me. I don’t want my celebration of Jewish holidays to be predicated on what Israel is doing. I often say that my Judaism has nothing to do to Israel. My ancestors were Jewish long before the modern state of Israel existed.