To the well-spoken anonymous commenter who left the most recent anonymous comment regarding the “Diplomatic Post” magazine, please contact me offline ASAP using the email address I’ve given in the “Send me an email” link. My editor would very much like to publish your comment as a “Letter to the Editor” (as he indicated below your...
While I’ve always enjoyed their music, for some reason, I never found myself mooning over Duran Duran the way that so many other females of my generation did back in the 80s. I suppose I liked their songs, but never felt the need to purchase their albums or buy tickets to their concerts. I wasn’t drawn to them like I was drawn to so many other artists of the time...
Life is hectic hectic hectic these days. While trying to meet my deadlines for the next edition of the Diplomatic Post, I’ve also been blogging over at Israelity, getting work done at the day job, trying to clean up the house in prior to my parents’ arrival last Thursday afternoon and fighting off a stomach virus. I was supposed to attend what promised to be an...
I don’t even remember his name anymore, but for a while, he was one of my pen pals. Back in the 70s and 80s, it was very much the in thing in certain crowds to have pen pals, whose names you received via a variety of organizations created especially to facilitate such cross-cultural connections. I filled out the forms, stating my interests and hobbies with care, and was...
On July 31st, those of you who acquired the print version of the Jerusalem Post may have received a copy of a brand new magazine – The Diplomatic Post. As a writer, I happen to think it’s rather interesting when something new hits the newsstands, and indeed, I enjoy hearing about all of the wildly different publications that are out there, allowing me to muse over the...
While growing up, my family always seemed to be a bit behind in the technology game. In our house, phrases like “Now in living color”, or “Now in technicolor” meant nothing, as we were the last family on the block to get a color television (and don’t even get me started on the lack of a remote control). We were also the last family to get cable...
Life has been rather hectic in something something world, lately, hence the lack of blog entries. The Little One has been sick on and off for the past week, beginning with a throat infection last week and ending in a rash and swelling that was serious enough to warrant a trip to the hospital yesterday evening, at his doctor’s suggestion. According to the Husband...
As distinctive as the sounds of the 80s were, the fashions and styles were no less memorable. Who can forget the white stripe painted across Adam Ant‘s nose, Michael Jackson‘s ever-present white glove (surgical, to be used in little boy emergencies, no doubt), Madonna‘s, ummm, well, everything (and yes, for those of you in the younger crowd, she has indeed...
Despite what some would have you believe, it is a sad truth that the Israeli Arab sector of our society is often marginalized and discriminated against, whether it be the poor quality infrastructure of the Arab towns and villages (not to mention the bureaucratic obstacles involved in making improvements, receiving permits to build new homes and meet the needs of natural growth...
I have friends around the same age as me who grew up in Europe while I was growing up in the US, and it’s interesting to note that while musical trends on both sides of the Atlantic were very similar, there were certainly differences in the way that these trends played out. Whenever I take one of those inane little music trivia quizzes, I know for a fact that I’ll...