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Zionist Liars & the Lies They Tell

Well, it’s the end of the week, which means the Jewish Sabbath is about to arrive. In honor of this weekly event, I’m going to explore a contemporary issue confronting today’s Jews: lying through their bloody teeth to justify racist, inhumane behavior.

This week Senator Chuck Schumer (D-NY) told a conference of Orthodox Jews that, “The Palestinian people still don’t believe in the Jewish state, in a two-state solution. More do than before, but a majority still do not. ” Luckily Think Progress called him on it, noting that, “Recent polling has found that 74 percent of the Palestinian population wants to see a two-state solution with an Israeli and Palestinian state side by side. It is also the position of Palestinian President Mahmoud Abbas, and there is evidence that Gaza’s Hamas rulers may be compelled to support such a solution as well.”

So in other words, Senator Schumer, who believes that “they don’t believe in the Torah, in David” is factually correct (WRONG) and also evidence for why Palestinians should be denied human rights, is a complete and total, lying scumbag. And Think Progress has the data to back that statement up. Senator Schumer is one of the most respected (and liberal, good lord!) leaders and Jewish leaders in particular in the United States, which I guess says a lot about American leadership.

Unfortunately, it might also say a lot about Jewish leadership in the United States, which for too long has been dominated by Zionists who are willing to say anything to support their cause. And how easily they change the conversation in doing so!

Here’s another example. Roger Cohen, in an editorial about the atrocious Flotilla disaster and the Gaza human rights disaster that Israel is perpetration, calls Israel “a state that emerged from the ashes of European Jewry.” This statement is gross misrepresentation of historical truth. While many survivors of the Shoah (Hebrew for Holocaust) did eventually seek a home in Israel, the Zionist dream precedes the Nazi dream by several decades. I could go on about the details, but why I don’t I let Israel’s first Prime Minister, David Ben-Gurion speak for himself:

“If I knew that it was possible to save all the children in Germany by transporting them to England, but only half of them by transporting them to Palestine, I would choose the second — because we face not only the reckoning of those children, but the historical reckoning of the Jewish people.”

Norman Finkelstein goes on to tell the following story:

And at the war’s end in 1945, Ben-Gurion and the Zionist leadership blocked plans to transfer thousands of child Holocaust survivors in frail health from the wretched camps for displaced persons to safe havens elsewhere in Europe, for fear that such resettlement “might weaken the struggle for free immigration of Jewish refugees to Palestine.”

(ref: see page 117 of Beyond Chutzpah by child of Holocaust survivors Norman G. Finkelstein.)
Okay, so maybe Cohen was correct in a way: Israel was shamelessly built on the backs of the dead.

Of course, I have to mention the Flotilla Helen Thomas Incident. That’s right. Israeli commandos killed 9 activists on a ship carrying humanitarian aid, including a 19 year old Turkish-American who was shot four times in the head and once in the chest, and a week later Helen Thomas said something that didn’t sound right. Which one do you think the press is talking about this week? That’s right, Helen Thomas. And how they are talking about it! Writing for the Huffington Post, Sam Stein quotes one Lanny Davis:

“[H]er statement that Jews in Israel should leave Israel and go back to Poland or Germany is an ancient and well-known anti-Semitic stereotype of the Alien Jew not belonging in the ‘land of Israel’ — one that began 2,600 years ago with the first tragic and violent diaspora of the Jews at the hands of the Romans,” Davis’ statement read, in part. “If she had asked all blacks to go back to Africa, what would the White House Correspondents Association’s position be as to whether she deserved White House press room credentials — much less a privileged honorary seat?”

OK. There are a few things wrong with this:

  • The Jews were under Roman thumbs just over 2000 years ago. Not 2600. Oh facts, why must you bother the man? He’s trying to make a point.
  • And his point is that Zionists should be able to screw the Palestinians because once upon a time the Romans screwed the Jews. I guess this guy takes that “eye for an eye” thing pretty seriously. Maybe we should introduce him to Gandhi. Or 20th century human rights law. Or a sense of moral decency.
  • This guy should be made to feel complete and total shame for comparing the Jewish choice to settle in Palestine with the kidnapping of approximately 60 million Africans for the purposes of forced labor for several generations. The fact of choice matters! And the scales of atrocity faced by these two peoples are incomparable. America’s Black and Indigenous slaves faced centuries of holocausts.

Okay, but why bother ranting about this? I rant because of my respect for those lost in the Shoah. I believe we are required to live with dignity so that we honor the tragedy of their loss. This means recognizing that Jews of all people know what it is like to have a wall built to keep a group ghettoized and should know better than to do it to another group, as has been done to the Palestinians. It means that Jews should be most vocal about protecting the sanctity of human rights everywhere, for everyone, including Palestinians, because we know what happens when a world silently watches.

The Zionists who do not understand this, who excuse Israel’s behavior and attack her critics in the name of the Holocaust, are spitting on 6 million we tragically lost to the blind, lying hatred of another nationalist movement: Nazism.

Shalom aleichem and asalaam alaykum! Peace be unto you, on this Shabbat and every day after.

Learning About and Counting Women of Color in Science

Just an hour ago, I was on Sojourner Truth with Margaret Prescod, a radio show that my mother hosts on Pacifica-affiliated KPFK, which serves southern California. She was doing a youth roundtable that focused on education, so she asked me to join in and talk about the experiences of women of color in science.

You can listen to an archive of the show by downloading an mp3. I was part of a lively group of engaged people, and it was a real pleasure to hear what everyone had to say.

Now it’s possible that some of the people reading this are people who heard about this blog on the show. If you’re looking for more information on women of color in science, let me point you in a few handy directions:

Check out the National Society of Black Physicists and the National Society of Hispanic Physicists websites. Also there is an NSBP Blog, Vector.

There is also the Women in Astronomy Conference, which took place last year.

Next year, South Africa will be hosting the International Conference on Women in Physics.

If you’re looking for statistics: Webcaspar will allow you to create custom tables with the data you are looking for. For example, you can make a table that lists the numbers for women earning PhDs in astronomy by race between 1975-2006. The American Institute of Physics also has some useful numbers.

The powerpoint presentations from the TERC/NSF Mini-Symposium on Women of Color in Science are also quite interesting.

Feel free to post requests in the comments!

NaPoWriMo: A Post-Mortem

For the last month or so I have been particularly neglectful of DO. This is a combination of a few factors, including a mystery illness that has basically obliterated my ability to willfully focus on lengthy writing. In other words, I can do it, but never when I’m planning to! This has been a complete disaster for my dissertation :-(

One way I survived is via the new poetry site that I set up in March. I got really interested in seeing how I could connect with other amateur poets on the internet and discovered the Read Write Poem community, which is sadly closed as of midnight May 1. To go out with a bang, they celebrated National Poetry Writing Month (NaPoWriMo) with a challenge: everyone who completed a poem each day, posted a comment about it on the site and in 50% of the cases wrote poetry that responded to the daily prompt would be included in an anthology at the end of the month.

So, what little creative energy I’ve been able to muster has been devoted to cranking out at least a poem a day. I’m very proud of my accomplishment: 46 poems over the course of 30 days. Here is a selection of my favorites:

I encourage you to have a look at the April 2010 archive. I’m now hoping to keep posting daily (that was the original plan anyway). In the end, napowrimo was a difficult challenge. Some days the poetry came easily and other days it didn’t, and I learned a lot about persistence in the face of inevitable failure. Even if the poem flopped on a particular day, at least I could say I tried. That gave me momentum for the days when I actually did write something decent (or at least something I was happy with). I also learned how to allow my poetry to be a vehicle for healing, and I’m extraordinarily glad for that.

My Hero Jaime Escalante Passed Away Today

This is such terrible news. I’m too torn up to say much about this, but I wanted to let readers know in case they were considering my appeal for donations. I am pleased to say that they had managed to raise over $100K via donations through the website alone.

Jaime, estamos llorando para ti. But we will never forget: WE MUST HAVE GANAS!

A Prescod-Weinstein-Morris Passover!

As the sun sets tomorrow, I, along with Jews around the world, will be celebrating the start of my favorite High Holy Day, Pesach. Pesach or Passover honors the Biblical Exodus (as told in the Book of Exodus) of Jews from Egypt. My goy (non-Jewish) boyfriend and I will be celebrating with my friend Earl and his goy boyfriend. So, as you can see, in my little corner we are going to celebrate, but we aren’t going to be completely traditional about it. We won’t be the only ones mixing the old with the new, Jew with non-Jew: there was a great piece in the NYT on Friday about yet another change the Obamas brought to the White House. For the first time ever, last year Passover was honored there and the festivities will take place again this year.

But even as I talk about changing things up, I also remember that I love Passover so much because of some of the traditions associated with it. I am a descendant of slaves on both sides, and I am proud of the Exodus story. Whatever one’s sentiments about G-d, no one can deny that this is a tale about the strength of the human spirit and survival in the face of tremendous obstacles. I am a descendant of the people who survived the atrocity of slavery, and that means I come from a line of very strong people. Passover is my opportunity to celebrate.

Passover also comes with an awesome food selection. While many bemoan the limitation on not eating leavened foods, I use it as a reminder to feel the blessing of being able to eat whatever I want in a world where too many don’t have enough to eat. Unfortunately, this year, I will be taking advantage of the health exception as an as of yet undiagnosed illness has kept me bedridden for a few weeks now. Tomorrow I will push my limits as I prepare my contributions to the evening Seder, or Passover feast:

  • latkes (traditional Jewish potato pancakes)
  • home-baked Matzah (unleavened bread that is typically store-bought, but here in “diverse” Waterloo, it is tough to find.)
  • roasted leg of lamb

My friend Earl is contributing Matzah balls, store-bought matzah bread for the Afikomen, as well as the Passover plate. The plate usually contains the following items:

  • maror: bitter herbs to symbolize the bitterness of slavery. Usually people use horseradish.
  • charoset: fruit and nut paste representing the mortar that the slaves used to build Egyptian storehouses.
  • karpas: a vegetable other than the bitter herb which is dipped in salt. This symbolizes the tears of pain shed by Egypt’s slaves.
  • Z’roa: this is a chicken bone or shank bone representing the lamb that was offered at the Temple of Jerusalem.
  • Beitzah: a hard-boiled egg which is a symbol of mourning

The evening would not be complete if all we did was eat though. Each part of the meal is integrated into a ceremony, most of which involves readings out of the Haggadah in order to fulfill the Biblical commandment that each Jew learn about our liberation from Egypt and celebrate it annually. In the process, the youngest (which will be our beloved goyim!) will ask the famous four questions:

  1. “Why is it that on all other nights during the year we eat either bread or matzoh, but on this night we eat only matzoh?”
  2. “Why is it that on all other nights we eat all kinds of herbs, but on this night we eat only bitter herbs?”
  3. “Why is it that on all other nights we do not dip our herbs even once, but on this night we dip them twice?” and
  4. “Why is it that on all other nights we eat either sitting or reclining, but on this night we eat in a reclining position?”

And also, we will be imbibing four glasses of grape juice each (fermented for the others, non-fermented for sick Chanda), one for each of G-d’s promised redemptions, as stated in Exodus 6:6-7:

  1. “I will take you out of Egypt”
  2. “I will deliver you from Egyptian slavery”
  3. “I will redeem you with a demonstration of my power”
  4. “I will acquire you as a nation”

So yes, it’s going to be a lot of fun. But even as we enjoy the food, the company and the wine, we will also be remembering that around the world too many of our human breathren are suffering. And a not insignificant fraction of them are living in Palestine/Israel, Afghanistan, and Iraq. As we pray, I will be thinking of them and recommitting myself to the struggle for a Just Peace for all.

Jaime Escalante Has Cancer: You Can Help

Jaime Escalante

UPDATE: Just days after I posted this call for help, Sr. Escalante passed away. It is a tremendous loss.

Dear Readers,

Maybe you don’t know who Jaime Escalante is or why I want you to donate money to his cancer battle fund, so let me tell you a little bit about who he is and what he has meant to me.

Sure you can read all about him on Wikipedia, but I want to give you my personal perspective. Jaime Escalante is a retired math teacher. But not just any retired math teacher. He is the math teacher who shook up education, America and perspectives on race and class by teaching Calculus for the first time at Garfield High School in East Los Angeles. He made national headlines in 1982 when 18 of his students, all of whom were Chicano/Latino, passed the Advanced Placement exam (score of 3 or higher) and the Educational Testing Service challenged the test results. In 1983, almost double the number passed, and by 1987, over 70 students were passing the AP Calc AB exam and students had begun to pass the BC exam.

Not too long after that a book was released highlighting Escalante’s success, and the movie Stand and Deliver was released, starring another East LA hero as Escalante, Edward James Olmos. (Some of you may be more familiar with Olmos from Battlestar Galactica or my facebook photos.)

The year Stand and Deliver was released, I turned six, I lost my grandfather/best friend to cancer, and I had just entered public school for the first time and discovered a youthful interest in mathematics. (I came home one day demanding that my father teach me times tables.) So, now let me tell you why Jaime Escalante matters to me. Because of him, right as I learned about what math was, I learned another important lesson: that kids from East LA, kids like me, could do math. And not only could we do the basic stuff (like times tables), but we could do some fancy stuff called Calculus too. At age six, I had heard of calculus, and I knew that I should never let anyone tell me I can’t do it.

That lesson stayed with me 8 years later when I was one of six students to earn a passing grade on the AP Calc AB exam. And it was still with me the year following when, after a year of independent study, I earned a passing grade on the AP Calculus BC exam. It was with me every time my AP US History Teacher Mr. Rutschman reminded us of Escalante’s signature quote: YOU MUST HAVE GANAS! (Ganas means something like “the will to succeed.”) And it stayed with me when I proudly took my SAT I and II exams at Garfield High School.

When I think about how I have gotten to where I am, I think of the Nigerian Igbo proverb, “It takes a village to raise a child.” In my case, Escalante, whom I have never met, is a member of my village. He is a piece of the story. So he’s a big deal to me.

And that is why I am asking you to consider donating whatever you can, whether it’s $1 or $50, to Escalante’s cancer fund. As Edward James Olmos says,

He is seriously ill, and the treatment he needs has depleted all the funds his family can raise. They did not want to ask for help, but we took it upon ourselves to get the word out to all the country and around the world, to make his final days as comfortable as possible — and maybe even give him a chance to beat the cancer that has afflicted him. I . . . am calling for a last National Understanding of his selfless contributions to making a difference in this world.

Indeed. Escalante is not just an ordinary man: he is a local hero and, as they called him over at La Bloga, a Chicano national treasure who transformed our world for the better. If he is to die, we owe him the thanks of comfort in his final days. And, perhaps more importantly, we owe him the fighting chance at life that he gave to so many students in East L.A.

Thanks in advance for your donations,
Chanda Prescod-Weinstein

p.s. As an addendum, I want to be clear that while many teachers never gain the fame and recognition that Jaime Escalante did, I absolutely believe that every teacher has made a tremendous impact. So I hope it’s clear that I’m not at all trying to belittle their contributions by trumpeting Escalante’s.

WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

HEALTH CARE IS A REALITY FOR 32 MILLION MORE AMERICANS! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Yeah, I know this bill isn’t the greatest one. I know we didn’t get the public option. But I also know that now women can’t be denied a health plan because they are pregnant when they apply. And they can’t be denied health care because they survived breast cancer or ovarian cancer.

We’ve cracked the door open, and it ain’t closin’.

WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The Jewish SHIT List

People, this is awesome!! I am on the so-called SHIT List: Self-Hating and/or Israel Threatening Jews!!!!!

This list apparently includes Ehud Olmert. What?

And I’m proud to share the list with Ilan Pappe, whose book The Ethnic Cleansing of Palestine is staring at me right now from my bedroom book shelf.

However, I think my entry is far less cool than my grandmother’s. According to the Masada 2000 entry on Selma James, “This old coot sounds a bit like Bishop Desman Tutu, that Israel-bashing South African banana-sucker. Perhaps it’s because ‘Selma Deitch’ married C.L.R. James, a banana-sucker from Trinidad!

Why didn’t I get called a banana-sucker? Sad face!!!! Also, whoever wrote this site spelled my name wrong, so I emailed them about a correction.

My picture is on the website too!

DIRT LIST…7000+ Self-Hating Israel-Threatening Jews.

.poetry.

So, one shrimp told me that I had been bad about writing recently. And so I thought one way to encourage the process was to pretend I have an audience. Thus was born .poetry.

Comments are turned off, so if you have something you want to say, you’ll have to email me.

Also, I encourage everyone to boogey down with Long Cool Hallway, where the poetry is better.