What Mourning Means

I remember learning in my initial studies into the Jewish calendar that as the summer gets hotter, Judaism gets sadder with fast days and other restrictions leading up to Tisha B’Av, the only 25-hour fast aside from Yom Kippur.

Rabbi Eliakim Koenigsberg writes: The customs we observe on the day of Tisha B’Av are strikingly similar to those of an avel (mourner), one whose close relative has recently passed away. We abstain from washing ourselves and putting on perfume, from wearing leather shoes and talking frivolously. We even refrain from studying parts of Torah which are unrelated to the events and the mood of the day. Instead we sit on the floor or a low chair and solemnly contemplate the loss of the Beit HaMikdash, the First and Second Temples in Jerusalem.

On Tisha B’Av the sense of mourning and sadness is palpable. But, in truth, the observances of mourning begin long before Tisha B’Av itself. Already from the Seventeenth of Tamuz, at the start of the “Three Weeks” period, Ashkenazic communities minimize their involvement in pleasurable activities like getting married, taking haircuts and buying new clothing. From the beginning of the month of Av through Tisha B’Av, a period commonly referred to as the “Nine Days,” we refrain as well from doing laundry and from wearing freshly laundered clothing. Many men refrain from shaving. Tisha B’Av itself is certainly the most restrictive of the entire Three Weeks period, but the observances of aveylut (mourning) are not limited to that day alone.

Rav Yosef Dov Soloveitchik zt”l, (1903-1993) known to his many talmidim as the Rav, used to say that these three periods of time mirror the three periods of mourning that a child observes when losing a parent. Tisha B’Av is like the seven-day period of shiva when the sense of mourning is most intense. The “Nine Days” beginning with Rosh Chodesh Av are similar to the period of shloshim (30 days of mourning), and from the Seventeenth of Tamuz until the month of Av we observe laws of mourning similar to the twelve-month period of aveylut that a child observes after losing a parent.

What’s interesting, though, is that the order of observances is reversed. The child who loses a parent observes shiva first, then shloshim and then the twelve-month period of aveylut, while during the “Three Weeks” we first observe the aveylut of the twelve-month period, then shloshim, and only on Tisha B’Av do we keep to the restrictions of shiva. Why is the order changed when we mourn the loss of the Beit HaMikdash?

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Lawyers for your divorce case

Love makes the world go round is a common saying that lead many people to marriage. However, once they settle in their matrimonial home, some discover that love is not enough to sustain their marriage. Some marriages actually end as soon as they begin. Divorce cases are known to drag for so long before the couples can be cleared as independent of each other. Besides handling all the paperwork in the divorce case, a good Phoenix divorce attorney will ensure that he couple part ways in a friendly and diplomatic way. You cannot be able to handle the divorce process without a legal expert advising you. In most cases when either spouse files for divorce, the other party is presented with the case. If the other party is agreeable, this is considered as uncontested divorce and the agreed terms are fulfilled and the divorce is accorded. All the issues are handled by the attorneys including division of property, debt settlement, child custody and support and so much more. If the spouses are agreeable to each other’s demands, then the process will take a very short time which saves both parties emotional torment. The success of any divorce case will highly depend on the efficiency of the lawyer hired. If the summoned party does not agree with certain terms, they will make their suggestions and if no decision is arrived upon, the case will be taken to trial. In most cases most couples find a way to agree and thus no need to go to court. Once you hire a lawyer, they can only represent one at a time. If it is possible to avert the divorced it will be better. Unfortunately, in some cases this is not possible and thus the divorce lawyers come in handy. It is advisable to try and settle the matter of court since this will speed up the process.

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Dennis Prager: This President Will Say Or Do Anything He Can Get Away With To Retain The Presidency

On his radio show today, Dennis Prager said: This president will say or do anything he can get away with to retain the presidency.

I did not believe that about Bill Clinton.

JOE EMAILS LUKE: Romney seems to be running the “are you better off than you were four years ago” shtick. I don’t think it works, because four years ago, the world was about to go into freefall.

I think his angle must be, will you be better off in four more years. And you will be under him, because he is about success. Not hope, not change, but results.

I know of very few “pro” Obama people who say that the road ahead with obama is brighter, just that it is better than the GOP grass on the other side. Obama has no agenda other than to raise taxes.

At this point, Obama and his supporters are all about making Romney and the GOP look like racists, misogynists, bigots, and corporatists, with only Obama standing in the way. Even if that is true, and it mostly is, you do not generate excitement by hating the other side. Obama in 2008 was completely new in American politics, something not seen since at least 1980 with Reagan, a true vision – a guy who would say stupid shit like “I will close Guantanamo”, “I will talk to Iran,” “I will bring affordable health care” against a backdrop of a country already conditioned to hate the GOP. The media did not call him on any of this because he was black. The last time that happened was 1992, when the country turned against the GOP, but Clinton still needed the assistance of Perot to split the white vote away from George H.W. Bush. And the media did call him on his healthcare shenanigans. Reagan was the last president to have a vision of America that was different.

Now, Obama is targeting pure identity voters – the rational voters who put him in the white house in a realignment fashion cannot possibly be for him, so he has to get his base going by targeting Romney. With that base energized, he can maybe cobble together a post-white vote centric popular majority with a squeaker in the electoral college.

The key for Romney is to say, look, I have a future for you. Obama, promised one, and did not deliver, he cannot be trusted with the future. I can be, I have a vision, I succeeded as a governor of a liberal state, I brought affordable health care at the state level and would never be foolish enough to do it nationally, I am all about success. Obama is not.

It is hard for Obama to demonize someone selling a brighter future of success. Romney’s mantra should be “four better years”.

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First Major Divestment Victory; Dirty Dancing’s 25th Anniversary; Gilad Shalit Visits U.S.

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Step Three Of The Twelve Steps

I decide to turn my life and my will over to God.

Step One Step Two Step Four

This has been one of my blocks to taking 12-steps seriously. Turning your life over to God? That sounds Christian. Oy vey!

But guess what? I changed religions, changed locations, changed professions, changed girlfriends, and my demons were not diminished. My addictions have so perverted my life that I have to empty myself and let go and let God, even if that sounds Christian.

It’s humbling to come back in my old age to an idea propounded throughout my childhood by my preacher daddy.

By the actuarial tables, I’m closer to death than to my birth.

I could use my prayer time to ask God to help me to stay free of addictive behavior.

Last night, I went to two James Bond films at LACMA and I met a woman named Christine who was slim but wore a low-cut shirt and a bra that made her look like the most voluptuous woman in the world.

Raised in Berkeley, she’d only once been inside a church (for a wedding) and never inside a synagogue.

Cleavage drives me crazy. Oy, I need to call my sponsor.

Instead of just saying my prayers by rote, I might actually try talking to God about what I’m battling.

Everybody I’ve known well I’ve exploited to satisfy my addictive needs. Even Dennis Prager.

I look back and I see that I’m a user and a manipulator. And I can’t simply will myself to stop doing that.

It’s imprinted in me that the breast will run dry and I have to suck every drop I can get right now.

Wow, I’ve pretty much used everybody I’ve known. Every rabbi. Every shul.

Wow, I just wrinkled my brain, man.

What are my favorite ways of manipulating people? Tell them that they’ve changed my life for the good. That makes ’em want to adopt me.

Let them feel like they’ve made an impact on me. Then let them buy me dinner.

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Charles Manson At Starbucks

Wednesday afternoon, I’m waiting for the bathroom at the Starbucks on Pico and Robertson.

A homeless guy walks in. He looks like Charles Manson. His gym bag, however, looks relatively neat and organized and I feel like starting up a conversation with him beyond, “There’s no toilet paper. They’re getting some.”

I stop myself. Homeless people are crazy, I think.

I watch the guy go through packages of food a truck just brought in and stacked up outside the counter. Then he takes one package, puts it in his bag, and walks out without paying.

I’m outraged. I hate theft. I tell a Starbucks employee who does nothing. The man is outside.

Five minutes later, the guy comes back in and uses the bathroom.

So Thursday afternoon I’m walking up Pico Blvd near Robertson Blvd and I see ahead beside the Walgreens an attractive but mentally ill homeless woman who looks to be about 30. Her clothing is almost normal, just a little torn and dirty. But she’s kinda hot. The predator inside of me growls.

I see her sizing me up and I can tell she’s about to talk to me. I stare straight ahead and ignore her as she finally gets out the phrase, “Excuse me.”

There was something haunting about her beauty, her insanity, her attractive but torn clothing, and her extravagant effort to get out that polite middle-class phrase, “Excuse me.”

And I ignored her.

Five minutes later, walking behind Eilat market, I saw the Charles Manson character in conversation with some upstanding Jew.

I don’t give to the homeless. Most of the time, I don’t talk to them. I leave it to the pros.

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She Was Little

She was little, less than 5 feet tall. I’ve always preferred my girlfriends little because they put up less resistance and they’re more aerodynamic when I strap them to the top of the van for long trips.

It was the week of Valentine’s Day, 1989. I was tall but sick.

We tumbled into bed. She was my first. I was 22 years old. She was 19.

I clung to her in my claustrophobic dorm room. I tried to lose my misery inside of her.

“You have to succeed for me too,” I said to her.

We lay side by side Saturday and Sunday nights and listened to Dennis Prager on KABC radio.

“When I first saw you,” she said, “you were in the laundry room wearing that green and gold soccer shirt. I thought you were European.”

“It makes me insecure to think about all the girls you’ve been with.”

“Guess what?” I said. “I lied. You were my first.”

“Oh my,” she said. “I wish I had waited for you.”

“What if you got well?” she asked. “Would we still be together?”

“Of course not,” I thought. “I’d be with a white girl. But you’re the best I can get right now.”

“It would just be different,” I said. “Our relationship would be totally different.”

My mother would recollect that I “squeezed her like a lemon and threw her away.”

Mom has an adorable pet name for me — “User!”

At least it’s not “Rapey”, says my friend Ashley.

Five years later, I returned to LA and my first came over with a bag of potatoes.

Afterward, she asked, “How many girls have you been with since me?”

“About ten,” I said. “How many guys have you been with?”

“Just one,” she said. “They taught you well. You used to be really awkward.”

The last time I saw her was in 1997. She worked at Bank of America. She was in a relationship with a latin guy who’d marry her and give her a baby. Learning what I was writing about, she spoke to me with contempt.

Ten years later, I tracked her down with Google and she emailed back, calling me an old man. She said I should settle down before it was too late.

I kept having relationships with girls like her.

“It’s my family’s minhag to date non-Jewish women,” I explained to my friend in shul.

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Would she let me do this if she thought I was a serial killer?

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But I won’t cry for yesterday

But I won’t cry for yesterday, there’s an ordinary world,
Somehow I have to find.
And as I try to make my way, to the ordinary world
I will learn to survive.

Passion or coincidence once prompted you to say
“Pride will tear us both apart”
Well now pride’s gone out the window cross the rooftops, run away,
Left me in the vacuum of my heart.

What is happening to me?
Crazy, some’d say,
Where is my friend when I need you most?
Gone away

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Another Happy Customer!

A friend: “I just have a silly question — the photos of your with the hands on the shoulders of your patient. What exactly is happening there? Is it a manner of adjusting the person stance? Stabilizing them? It is a pretty striking image.”

Whatever I am thinking, it comes through my hands. So if I am thinking up, that upthrust goes through my hands so that they function as jumper-cables to the central-nervous system of my student and they get clear direction up, allowing them to let go of their habits of slouching and pulling down and compressing. If I’m thinking about the width across my back, that translates into directions of width and helps my student to let go of holding himself stiffly and tightly. They can let go of holding.

When my student senses my directions, it helps him to realize how he is compressing unnecessarily and how easy and pleasant it is to let go of this needless clenching and to take up his fall space in the world. I’ll explain this verbally as I do the hands on jumper-cable type work.

My hands are not moving. I am directing with my thinking, and that comes through my hands. I’m not massaging or pushing or tugging on my student. I regard them as students trying to learn something in an educational lesson, not as patients that I am doing something to therapeautically like a masseuse or chiropractor or doctor or physical therapist or acupuncturist where the patient is largely passive and the practicioner is doing the work. In an Alexander Technique lesson, the student has to do all of the work. All I can do is to guide him.

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