The words flashed on my phone. I stared at them in disbelief. My friend Sean was dead.
Just around my 18th birthday, I was drafted into the IDF. My base, Michve Elon, was in northern Israel. My friend Sean and I shared a room as well as our philosophies, life views, and histories.
This summer marked my second visit to the State of Israel. I’m sure you already know all about my first trip--good old Birthright, they call it. But this time around, I was there for a two-month internship in Jerusalem at The Michael Levin Lone Soldier Center through the Onward Israel program. To give you a More »
I come from an immigrant family. My father and both sets of my grandparents came from Portugal. I was raised Catholic and was never exposed to other religions until I grew older, so much so that I never even met a Jewish person until high school.
Stop. Arrêtez. Ta’atzo. Enough is enough. Too many people are in mourning after reeling from events of the past weeks. Stabbings and shootings in Israel. Bombings, shootings, and hostages in France. Bombings in Lebanon and Nigeria. It’s time to call a spade a spade and acknowledge the threat facing free people across the globe: Radical More »