A short story for Passover by Etgar Keret
Israeli liberals and democrats feel alienated from their government. The upcoming elections could mend that rift.
Even if the person you wronged doesn’t remember what you did, it can still make a difference to ask for forgiveness. Maybe.
When authors write stories, they play God. The results can be devastating.
‘Madness is a ripe orange’
My brother was the first to read one of my stories. His unexpected reaction helped me understand the magic of writing.
My 7-year-old told me to vote for the party that ‘gives the most peace,’ but there were none on offer in Israel’s election
An architect built me a house in Warsaw—coincidentally right where my mother risked her life to save her family
My son’s first day of class went surprisingly well: no knife fights in the schoolyard, no time in solitary confinement
Illegally occupy land, get politely moved. Protest for social justice, get beaten. I’m joining the protesters.
Going on a book tour just a few weeks after my father died, I learned how to walk in his shoes—literally
Diagnosed with cancer, my father decided to have his tongue removed. It’s an extreme treatment, but he’s always known how to make things work out.
To get my son psyched about a trip abroad, I promised him a stop at Disneyland Paris—a mistake bad weather and long lines only compounded
Visiting Poland—the country where my mother was born—upended the black-and-white fantasy I had created in my mind
The protests in Israel these last two months were nothing short of a revolution. But can the political hope continue through the fall chill?
In the recent tent-city protests, middle-class Israelis took to the streets to protest a political system that ignores them. Without a clear message, will these demonstrations have any effect?
At a book festival in Sicily, admiring a tranquil lifestyle and remembering a father’s bedtime stories about drunks and prostitutes, based on his time spent Irgun gun-running at Italy’s southern tip
A night spent in a Croatian art museum—a cultural-exchange project I’d repressed agreeing to—yielded clarifying reminders of the ethnic tensions in both the land I was visiting and the one I call home
There are many ways a marriage can be tested. Inviting a strange cab driver into your home without informing your wife beforehand is one.
When the middle-aged, out-of-shape male body finally begins to rebel, there are only so many reparative options for the devoutly sedentary. In praise of pilates and—of all things—prenatal yoga.
Israelis like to call their army the most moral in the world. But as the case of the recently disgraced Gen. Yoav Galant shows, prevarications are the rule, not the exception.
A family falls under the spell of the popular iPhone game Angry Birds, which teaches players to sacrifice theirs lives to destroy the houses of unarmed enemies. What’s not to like?
My son’s pyromaniacal tendencies, Bibi, and bedtime stories that go awry
A hit Israeli reality-TV show makes something smart, layered, and truthful from a genre’s usual mush
Talking about lizards at a writers’ conference in Bali
When fast-food-induced hallucinations of Chelsea Clinton precede Yom Kippur, extreme measures must be taken
A hot day in Tel Aviv, a bored child, and a discussion of the Commandments
After the World Cup, in Israel a relished distraction from daily life, the comedown is hard
Autographing books at a festival is not as much fun as it used to be
Make hummus, not war