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Lady Chatterley

I’ve been watching old movies late at night, bits of which come up again and again, as I flip channels and the movies are repeated. In this way, eventually I piece together a whole. Or actually look at the listings and, quelle horror, watch the thing from beginning to end. Which is not remotely as [...]

Late Afternoon 1967

“We are but a moment’s sunlight fading in the grass …” I was kneeling on the floor next to the big radio, weaving to the music. It was late afternoon. We had drunk perhaps foulest concoction ever, boiled dope tea, never to do so again. But the stoned-ness, ah, the stoned-ness. The extent to which [...]

Women Are

Society has let its girls down in every possible way. It has refused to assert—or even to acknowledge—that female sexuality is as intricately connected to kindness and trust as it is to gratification and pleasure. It’s in the nature of who we are. Caitlin Flanagan. Who is just terrific. Reading her Atlantic archives has been [...]

Don’t Go There

Here’s a question we Israelis won’t ask ourselves about the Palestinians, especially not about Gaza. The question is taboo. Not only won’t anyone ask it out loud, but very, very few people will dare ask it in the privacy of their own minds … … The question we have to ask ourselves is this: If anybody treated [...]

Letter To The Moon

You have to think about what you are writing for. To whom (though, granted, the internet might as well be sending letters to the moon, except for a few good friends and loyal readers) and … and … I was going to say, Why, but that’s the question hanging over everything, lately. And I’ve always [...]