To be depicted as a mouse time and again, while it beautifully illustrates the contextualized Soviet Jewish experience among persecutors, also undermines that adaptable resilience that comes with the territory.
Mike Edison’s “Dirty! Dirty! Dirty!” reads like the lovechild of Screw Magazine and Howard Zinn’s A People’s History of the United States.
Using the title sequences of some of Hollywood’s finest as his canvas, Sul Bass managed to revolutionize graphic design in introducing the fourth dimension of time.
Coffee Talk ice cream is finally a reality.
It’s Trotsky’s would-be 132nd birthday today, and for the occasion, I took a risk that equated to shaking a stick at the Red Army: I sought out the thoughts of some ex-Soviets on the renegade Russky.
This week’s Mazels celebrate the union of several very busy people who probably won’t see much of each other until they retire
Now that we’re through the high holiday, we await the landslide of Jewish weddings.
Sukkot comes but once a year, but some make a career out of the festive ritual of putting together a proper piece of architecture, with carefully chosen ornamentation (perhaps not always fertile fruit).