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		<title>Neil Simon Unbound</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Midway through Brighton Beach Memoirs, the first play of Neil Simon’s autobiographical trilogy, the playwright has his fictional stand-in make a confession directly to the audience. “How am I going to become a writer,” asks Eugene Morris Jerome, just shy of 15 and already full of artistic yearning, “if I don’t know how to suffer?” [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Midway through <i>Brighton Beach Memoirs</i>, the first play of Neil Simon’s autobiographical trilogy, the playwright has his fictional stand-in make a confession directly to the audience. “How am I going to become a writer,” asks Eugene Morris Jerome, just shy of 15 and already full of artistic yearning, “if I don’t know how to suffer?”</p>
<p>In the very next sentence of the monologue, Simon dispels that grave and nagging question with a punchline. Feeling the fever of puberty, knowing there is dessert waiting downstairs in the kitchen, Eugene cracks, “Actually, I’d give up writing if I could see a naked girl while I was eating ice cream.”</p>
<p>The bracing challenge and expedient retreat contained in that one short moment reveals a great deal about Neil Simon’s own gifts, anxieties, defensiveness, and ambition. The question Eugene raises is not rhetorical. It is the same one critics often asked of Simon as he became a Broadway staple and commercial phenomenon with comedies like <i>The Odd Couple, Chapter Two</i>, and <i>The Sunshine Boys</i>. And just as Eugene humorously deflates the issue of creativity and misery, so did Simon for the first 30 years of his career pull back from darker material to the default setting of getting lots of laughs.</p>
<p>As a matter of historical fact, though, Simon never needed to wonder if he had suffered sufficiently. His own youth in a turbulent home during the Great Depression supplied more than enough. The question was when, if ever, he was going to plumb the personal depths. The trilogy of memory plays first produced over a six-year period in the 1980s—<i>Brighton Beach Memoirs, Biloxi Blues</i>, and <i>Broadway Bound</i>—provided the answer, an answer that evolved with the progression of the plays themselves.</p>
<p>Now, Simon’s longtime producer Emanuel Azenberg is reviving the first and last of those plays in repertory. (<i>Brighton Beach Memoirs</i> opened on Oct. 25, and <i>Broadway Bound</i> starts previews on Nov. 18 and has its opening night on Dec. 10.) These productions, under the guidance of the acclaimed young director David Cromer and with Laurie Metcalf heading the ensemble cast, show how Simon struggled with and ultimately faced up to his memory’s demons. Taken together, Simon’s portrayals of the Jerome family deserve to stand with the work of Clifford Odets and Arthur Miller as definitive theatrical treatments of the American Jewish family in extremis.</p>
<p>Born in 1927, Simon is a full generation younger than Odets and a dozen years younger than Miller, and the distinction matters as more than trivia. The two older playwrights went through most or all of the Depression as adults, and came of age during the Popular Front era with its fervent left-wing politics. Simon experienced the Depression as a child, and its depredations coincided with the upheavals in his parents’ marriage.</p>
<p>So while Odets and Miller reckoned with the Depression very much in political terms, as a failure of the false god of capitalism, in Simon’s household financial calamity was conflated with familial collapse and marital betrayal. But it took him a long, very long time, to tell that story.</p>
<p>Instead, he honed his craft alongside Mel Brooks, Woody Allen, Carl Reiner, and Larry Gelbart on the writing staff of Sid Caesar’s <i>Your Show of Shows</i>. Turning to theater, Simon expertly worked the theme of conflict—with the newlyweds of <i>Barefoot in the Park</i>,  the divorced men rooming together in  <i>The Odd Couple</i>, the feuding vaudevillians of <i>The Sunshine Boys</i>—without ever plunging deeper and risking an unhappy ending. When he turned serious, in the wake of his first wife Joan’s death at age 40 from cancer, he did so in a schematic, grad-student kind of way, doing his version of Chekhov in <i>The Good Doctor</i> and the Book of Job in <i>God’s Favorite</i>.</p>
<p>The darling of a mass audience, Simon was the favorite whipping boy for cultural mandarins. His expertly crafted comedies received condescending sniffs, partly because of their expert craft, and his attempts at drama were smacked down with a ferocity meant to make him know his place. At one time in the 1980s, when August Wilson was serving on an awards committee of the Dramatists Guild with two other playwrights, he nominated Simon for a career-achievement award. The other two scoffed in such derision that Wilson later wondered what possibly could have caused such animus.</p>
<p>During the mid-1970s, though, Simon had written 35 pages of a memory play called <i>Brighton Beach Memoirs</i>. Aware that it was “a turn in style for me, probing more deeply into myself,” as he later put it in a <i>Paris Review</i> interview, Simon stuck the partial manuscript in a drawer for nine years.</p>
<p>If Simon could only tiptoe at that point into his family history, rather than fully immerse, then one can understand the reluctance. Simon’s mother, Mamie Levy, had been disfigured as a young girl, scarred inside and out when her dress caught fire. The man she married, a piece-goods salesman named Irving Simon, left the household “as least eight different times” for periods ranging from a month to a year, Simon recounted in his memoir, <i>Rewrites</i>. In his absence, Mamie gave up her bedroom in the family’s Washington Heights apartment to two tenants, butchers who paid half their rent in cash and the rest in unsold meat. She also ran card parties, essentially a small-scale gambling parlor, to make money.</p>
<p>On the occasions Irving Simon did return home, he specialized in a certain kind of emotional torment, not just to his wife but to Neil. He would buy fireworks for the boy’s birthday, then hand them all out to other kids, claiming he didn’t want Neil to hurt himself. His means of expressing tenderness was to tell Neil to pull a stick of gum or piece of candy from the stash in his overcoat pocket. One time, Mamie brought Neil to stand outside the apartment building of Irving’s mistress, so that the child could witness and even testify in court to his father’s infidelity. When Neil ran a high fever that his mother’s cold compresses couldn’t break, he recalled in <i>Rewrites</i>, “She would curse my father for his absence and run out to the hallway, banging on the doors of neighbors to help her find a remedy, screaming up to a God who had once again abandoned her.”</p>
<p>Even these public recollections did not come from Simon until the 1990s. The first inkling all but his closest friends had of his actual upbringing came with the autobiographical trilogy. And in the original production, the emotional honesty came fitfully. In a vivid and indelible way, <i>Brighton Beach Memoirs</i> does convey the fragility of subsistence during the Depression. Any bump or twist to the family breadwinners, whether an injury or a shop shut-down or a 17-dollar loss at poker, brings penury right to the threshold.</p>
<p>In the current revival, director David Cromer has raised the grain on the serious aspects of the play, and thus diminished the quaint ones, much as he did in his highly praised production of <em>Our Town</em>. And in this production, it is the beleaguered but resourceful mother Kate Jerome, indelibly embodied by Laurie Metcalf, rather than exuberantly youthful Eugene who commands the psychic center of the action.</p>
<p>Yet, as Simon himself later acknowledged, the Jerome family in <i>Brighton Beach Memoirs</i> was “the family I wished I’d had instead of the family I did have.” The father Jack, a garment worker, valiantly takes on second and third jobs to keep the household afloat. The mother Kate argues bitterly with her sister Blanche but reconciles. Jack’s cousin in Poland miraculously escapes with his wife and children and, at the play’s final curtain, the refugees are heading toward their waiting relatives in Brighton Beach. And the character of Eugene, especially as played by the young Matthew Broderick, put an infectiously charming patina on all the goings-on.</p>
<p>In ways that may have been precise engineering or may have been intuitive candor, Simon also wrote some passages in <i>Brighton Beach Memoirs</i> that would lay explosive charges for <i>Broadway Bound</i>. At one point in the play, for instance, Kate says to Jack about the bookkeeper in the garment factory, “Just promise me one thing. If anything ever happened with you and that Helene, let me go to my grave without hearing it.”</p>
<p>As the final chapter of the trilogy reveals, she does not get such blissful ignorance. If <i>Brighton Beach Memoirs</i> was Simon’s equivalent to Eugene O’Neill’s sunlit fantasy of family life, <i>Ah, Wilderness</i>, then <i>Broadway Bound</i> was the closest thing in his oeuvre to <i>A Long Day’s Journey into Night</i>. For all of its lighter elements, most involving Eugene and his older brother Stanley starting to make it as comedy writers, <i>Broadway Bound</i> is surely, as O’Neill described his own masterpiece, “a play of old sorrow, written in tears and blood.”</p>
<p>Where <i>Brighton Beach Memoirs</i> opens with Eugene joyfully practicing his baseball pitches, <i>Broadway Bound</i> raises its curtain on Kate’s elderly father sneaking out of the Jerome house with the bedsheets he had soiled. That Kate discovers him in the act is the first indication that, in this play, the dirty linen will indeed be aired. The indomitable Kate of the first play, who assures her worried husband that “God has time for everybody,” is by now bitter and suspicious; the audience is told, as it wasn’t in the first play, that similarly to the actual Mamie Simon she “burned half the skin off her back” in a garment-factory fire. </p>
<p>As for Jack, the steadfast provider in <i>Brighton Beach Memoirs</i> has aged into an ineffably unhappy and serially unfaithful man. “If I’m not enough for you anymore, then tell me and get out,” Kate declares. A bit later, in as naked a sentence as he ever wrote, Simon has her ask, “How is it possible I could hate you so much after loving you all my life?”</p>
<p>Simon grants Kate a touch of redemptive escape when Eugene coaxes her into remembering and reenacting the high point of her womanly life—the time in a ballroom decades earlier when the movie star George Raft asked her to dance. This is no happy ending, though; this is the tragedy of unfulfilled life and shattered dreams; this is Mary Tyrone in her morphine haze recalling the doting sisters at her convent school, the one she left when she met the dashing actor James Tyrone.</p>
<p>The Eugene of <i>Broadway Bound</i>, 23 years old, intones some of the lessons about writing this his creator certainly learned, too. Writing a joke isn’t the same as writing comedy. And writing about the people you know sometimes means hurting them in the process. Eugene worries aloud that he is divided between “this nice likable funny kid” and “the part that writes, that’s an angry hostile real son of a bitch.”</p>
<p>Neil Simon kept that part of himself caged for a long time. When he liberated it in the trilogy, he set free part of his talent, too, the part that won the Pulitzer Prize for <i>Lost in Yonkers</i>. He didn’t lose the ability to entertain his audiences, but he did take a hint from something the grandfather says in <i>Broadway Bound</i>: “I don’t trust affection. Sometimes people give it to you instead of truth.”</p>
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		<title>Conference Calls</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 17 Dec 2004 14:00:21 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Stephen Vider</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Scholars and students are in Chicago this weekend for the annual meeting of the Association for Jewish Studies. On the agenda are hundreds of panels and presentations on a dizzying array of subjects that straddle disciplines, continents, and eras. We skimmed the robust conference program for enticing titles and then asked a selection of speakers [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Scholars and students are in Chicago this weekend for the annual meeting of the Association for Jewish Studies. On the agenda are hundreds of panels and presentations on a dizzying array of subjects that straddle disciplines, continents, and eras. We skimmed the robust conference program for enticing titles and then asked a selection of speakers about the topics closest to their hearts.</p>
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<div class="txt11"><strong>Jewish Life in Autotown</strong><br />
Nora Faires, associate professor of history, Western Michigan University</p>
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<span style="font-family: verdana,arial; color: #777777; font-size: xx-small;">Art Hurand in the Buttercup Bakery from &#8220;The Position of Jews in America Today,&#8221; <em>Look</em> (courtesy of Sloan Museum)</span></td>
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<p>In 1955, William Atwood, the national affairs editor of <em>Look</em> magazine, came to Flint, Michigan, to do part of a national study on the position of Jews in America. He focuses on one particular family, the Hurands. It&#8217;s a cursory, clinical, condescending, outsider view of the community—eight pictures and little captions.</p>
<p><em>Jewish Life in Autotown</em> is the name of an exhibit at the <a href="http://www.sloanmuseum.com/" target="_blank">Sloan Museum</a> in Flint, and a forthcoming book co-written by Nancy Hanflik. The centerpiece is Art Hurand, and we begin the book and the exhibit by contrasting him with the author of the <em>Look</em> article. They were both captains during World War II. Art Hurand had volunteered before Pearl Harbor. He was at Dachau and came back a committed Zionist. I think that Atwood—this admittedly gentile writer—and many social observers outside the Jewish community in the 1950s did not appreciate the impact that the Holocaust had on the emergence of Jewish life in the postwar period.</p>
<p>Flint 50 years ago was the poster town for American capitalist triumph. By the time the <em>Look</em> article comes out, Art Hurand is running the Buttercup Bakeries, although he trained as a lawyer before World War II. Some Jewish businesses took the names of their founders, and others specifically bought into names that would have broader cachet. One of the most successful store owners names his chain Yankee Stores, and he adopts the New York Yankees hat.</div>
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<div class="txt11"><strong>Got Soul?: Rabbinic Conceptions of the Fetus (and Gender)</strong><br />
Gywnn Kessler, assistant professor of religion, University of Florida</p>
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<span style="font-family: verdana,arial; color: #777777; font-size: xx-small;">From <em>A sett of anatomical tables, with explanations, and an abridgment, of the practice of midwifery, by William Smellie</em> (U.S. National Library of Medicine)</span></td>
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<p>In rabbinic literature, there&#8217;s consensus that the fetus has a soul, put into the embryo by God. There&#8217;s more disagreement imagining how a woman gets pregnant. In Greco-Roman academic circles, we refer to the one-seed theory, where the father&#8217;s semen is responsible for the creation of embryo, and the two-seed theory, where the father and mother both contribute. Most people have said that the rabbis maintained this two-seed theory, but it turns out that they more often tended toward one-seed.</p>
<p>When we focus on one-seed/two-seed, we miss the obvious point: that God&#8217;s creating these embryos. There&#8217;s one midrash from the fifth century where a woman is having sex with a man who&#8217;s not her husband. And God is considering whether to change the embryo&#8217;s facial features to look like the adulterer rather than the husband. God scatters or sifts through the semen to find the finest part. So God is not only responsible for conception but then you have God nurture and sustain the fetus, not only displacing the human mother, but replacing the father in his traditional role as creator.</p>
<p>The rabbis write about the fetus in an imaginative way—it prays to God, it sings to God on the parting of the Red Sea. Certain famous fetuses kick to get out of the womb when their mother passes by a <em><a href="http://www.jewishencyclopedia.com/view.jsp?artid=957&amp;letter=B&amp;search=bet" target="_blank">beit midrash</a></em>. In contrast, bad fetuses may be more taken with houses of idolatry.</div>
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<div class="txt11"><strong>The Marginalized Mainstream: Larry Gelbart&#8217;s Comedy</strong><br />
Jay Malarcher, assistant professor of theater, West Virginia University</p>
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<span style="font-family: verdana,arial; color: #777777; font-size: xx-small;">Alan Alda as Captain Benjamin Franklin &#8216;Hawkeye&#8217; Pierce</span></td>
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<p><a href="http://www.museum.tv/archives/etv/G/htmlG/gelbartlarr/gelbartlarr.htm" target="_blank">Larry Gelbart</a> didn&#8217;t come from a very literary family—the two books in his house were the Passover Haggadah and the Racing Form. But because his father was a barber, he always heard jokes. His mother had a very caustic, quick wit, coming from a shtetl. Between these two parents and the need to take on English as a second language, he was very attuned to language from an early age and what you could do for a joke or a twist on an old cliché.</p>
<p>Larry has been working since the golden age of radio, but when I first corresponded with him in 1992, there was nothing about his career. He writes mainstream characters who are purveying this Jewish sensibility and helping to make it mainstream. Take the first four seasons of <em><a href="http://www.museum.tv/archives/etv/M/htmlM/mash/mash.htm" target="_blank">M*A*S*H</a></em>, which Larry created. Even though Hawkeye Pierce was gentile, his way of dealing with situations was with a Jewish sensibility. There&#8217;s a great musical Larry wrote, <em>City of Angels</em>, set in Hollywood, about a successful writer named Stine who&#8217;s written a detective novel about a hero named Stone. It&#8217;s sort of the dual identity he has to possess as a writer.</p>
<p>Woody Allen looks at the country and says, &#8220;This is who I am, and I hope you can see yourself.&#8221; Larry looks at the country and says, &#8220;This is what you need.&#8221;</p></div>
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<div class="txt11"><strong>The <em>Urjuza</em> in Hebrew: Medieval Hebrew Medical Poetry</strong><br />
Maud Kozodoy, adjunct instructor of Jewish philosophy, The Jewish Theological Seminary</p>
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<span style="font-family: verdana,arial; color: #777777; font-size: xx-small;">Arabic Urjuzah on Diseases of the Eyelid, attributed to Ibn Sina (U.S. National Library of Medicine)</span></td>
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<p>Medical poetry started out in the pre-written period, when they were transmitting pharmacological texts orally—it&#8217;s far better in verse because it&#8217;s easier to remember. Within the Arabic tradition, it grew out of a courtly culture as a way of showing off both the skill of the physician and the cultural richness of the court.</p>
<p>The poems I&#8217;m looking at come from the 12th and 13th centuries. Individual Jews have left Muslim Spain for Christian Spain and their patrons no longer speak Arabic. Now they&#8217;re pitching their information for a lay Jewish reader, so they tend to use biblical language as a way of making the material more familiar and more pleasant. They cast their poems in terms of praising God&#8217;s creation, the human body, and allowing you to be a good Jew: to keep yourself healthy and control your bodily urges so as to perfect your physical and intellectual faculties, your soul. If you&#8217;re sick, you can&#8217;t perform the mitzvot or acquire knowledge of God. This is their smokescreen, but they really have a more didactic purpose.</p>
<p>One of the poems in my talk is by <a href="http://www.jewishencyclopedia.com/view.jsp?artid=12&amp;letter=F&amp;search=falaquera" target="_blank">Shem Tov ibn Falaquera</a>, who clearly considered himself more of a <em>littérateur</em> than a physician. The poem is a versification of a treatise by Maimonides, but doesn&#8217;t follow it slavishly. The rhymed couplets were clearly a holdover from the Arabic.</div>
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<div class="txt11"><strong>Are You There God? Judaism in the Adolescent Fiction of Judy Blume</strong><br />
Joellyn Wallen Zollman, lecturer in history, San Diego State University</p>
<p><em>Are You There God? It&#8217;s Me Margaret</em> happens to be the eighth-best-selling children&#8217;s book of all time. The idea of God as confidant comes from Blume&#8217;s own experience—she was raised within organized Judaism—but Margaret is trying to form her own spiritual sustenance. She speaks to God as a vehicle to express her discomfort with the intermarriage of her parents. In the suburbs, everyone in her class identifies with either the Jewish Community Center or the church youth group. Margaret&#8217;s parents make a choice to raise her with no religion. How does she fit in?</p>
<p>Blume doesn&#8217;t condemn intermarriage, but she certainly portrays it as something that causes a lot of stress in Margaret&#8217;s life. It&#8217;s this choice—the idea of having nothing, no religion—that Blume is subtly critical of.</p>
<p>Blume gives voice to both sides through Margaret&#8217;s grandparents. But while the Jewish grandmother is portrayed in a more positive light, the Christian grandparents are portrayed as stubborn, critical, very unaccepting. And there&#8217;s a certain Jewishness about Margaret&#8217;s relationship with God—speaking directly to God, arguing with God, getting mad at God. You don&#8217;t think of many contemporary Jews having that personal relationship.</p></div>
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<div class="txt11"><strong>Orthodox By Design: On ArtScroll and Its Audiences</strong><br />
Jeremy Stolow, assistant professor of sociology and communication studies, McMaster University</p>
<p><a href="http://www.artscroll.com/" target="_blank">ArtScroll</a> was founded in the late 1970s and has grown into one of the largest English-language Judaica publishing houses in the world. They&#8217;ve also generated a lot of controversy among the non-Orthodox, because their aim is to replace what they regard as inadequate or illegitimate representations of Jewish knowledge with new, more accessible translations. There&#8217;s already a fair bit of scholarship on ArtScroll&#8217;s commentary and translation, and most is disparaging, but none explains why ArtScroll books are so popular.</p>
<p>I&#8217;ve done field studies in London, Toronto, and New York on the spread and reception of ArtScroll books. What comes up over and over is that <a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/reader/089906650X/ref=sib_rdr_ex/002-4728906-9816809?%5Fencoding=UTF8&amp;p=S00P#reader-page" target="_blank">explicit instructions</a> in the <em>siddur</em>—when to stand, when to sit, how to read particular passages—are very attractive to people because they dispel confusion. People say it&#8217;s basically like Praying for Dummies.</p>
<p>The editors couch their project in terms of renewal and the authentic representation of tradition. But in practice, their books are part of a much larger transformation of Jewish ritual life. Traditionally, understanding was not necessarily a prerequisite for performance. Now, you have a readership that doesn&#8217;t want simply to follow tradition. It wants an explicit textual source and explanation. More recent initiatives in the Conservative and Reform movements to introduce new prayer books are in reaction to ArtScroll&#8217;s success.</p></div>
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<div class="txt11"><strong>Modes of Enlightenment: Jewish Writers in Egypt and Iraq, 1870-1950</strong> Lital Levy, doctoral student in comparative literature, University of California at Berkeley</p>
<p>David Semah was an Iraqi Jew, a poet born around the turn of the century, who had a yeshiva upbringing and also a secular education. I&#8217;m looking at the poem Semah wrote to <a href="http://www.jafi.org.il/education/100/people/BIOS/bialik.html" target="_blank">Chaim Bialik</a> in 1933, on the occasion of his 60th birthday. Although it appears on the surface just to be an ode, it draws on a lot of allusions from medieval Hebrew poetry, which was really just an adaptation of Arabic poetry. It&#8217;s a meeting point for all of these historical moments.</p>
<p>Esther Moyal, born in Beirut in 1865, founded <em>The Family</em>, the first newspaper in Egypt for women readers, which ran from 1899 to 1905. It&#8217;s about family issues, a lot of world affairs. Later, she moved with her husband back to Palestine and founded another newspaper there. She translated 10 or 12 novels from French into Arabic and wrote a biography of <a href="http://www.bartleby.com/65/zo/Zola-Emi.html" target="_blank">Émile Zola</a> in Arabic in 1903.</p>
<p>When you study modern Jewish culture, the whole narrative is about European Jews, and it didn&#8217;t make sense that there was no history of the rest of the world&#8217;s Jews. It&#8217;s a chapter of history that hasn&#8217;t been preserved and brought into the Jewish experience.</p></div>
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<div class="txt11"><strong>A Contradiction in Terms? Jews and Biblical Theology</strong><br />
Carl Ehrlich, associate professor of humanities, York University</p>
<p>I think it was Supreme Court Justice Potter Stewart who said, &#8220;I shall not today attempt further to define [obscenity]&#8230;but I know it when I see it.&#8221; The same is more or less true of biblical theology. It&#8217;s a discipline that seems to combine elements of a critical, modern, historical-literary approach to the Hebrew Bible with the history of the religion of ancient Israel. But it asks the additional question that a secular biblical scholar would not ask—not simply &#8220;What did the text mean when it was written?&#8221; but &#8220;What does the text mean today?&#8221; It crosses the boundaries of secular knowledge and theological speculation, and it&#8217;s this crossing that makes a lot of Orthodox scholars uncomfortable.</p>
<p>In the 1980s Jon Levenson wrote a provocative article, &#8220;Why Jews Are Not Interested in Biblical Theology.&#8221; The field of modern critical biblical study was founded by German Protestant scholars, who established the basic vocabulary and approach. Because of these origins, there has always been a knee-jerk reaction within the Jewish community against the field. Levenson essentially made the argument that since biblical theology is a subdiscipline of Protestant theology, and the aim of this field is to strengthen the Protestant theological enterprise, there&#8217;s no reason for Jews to take an interest. Over the past decade and a half, a number of Jewish scholars have responded to Levenson. They argue that Jews should develop their own biblical theologies to complement non-Jewish biblical theologies.</p></div>
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<div class="txt11"><strong>Jewish Spectacle: Culture and Cultivation in Early 19th Century Britain</strong> Judith W. Page, associate professor of English, University of Florida</p>
<p>Collections of prints of English country houses were very popular from the end of the 18th century into the 19th century. They were a commercial venture that grew more popular as people started taking tours of Britain, and would visit the places in these books, like <em>Seats of Nobility and Gentry in Great Britain and Wales</em> and <em>Picturesque Views of the Principle Seats of the Nobility and Gentry</em>. There&#8217;s a picture of each house, and then this blurb about the standout features: they have this excellent art collection, their gardens are lovely. They were books that people would have on display—the equivalent of a coffee-table book.</p>
<p>So-called Jewish country houses were associated with Jewish owners, but there was never any identification of them as Jewish. The houses were on display, but the Jewishness was submerged. Acquiring this kind of property was one way toward assimilation. There&#8217;s a sense of ownership of the land, which is really important to the idea of becoming one of the gentry. Just the choice to buy one and live there, away from places with other Jews, was a decision not to be observant.</p>
<p>The print collection is the next step in presenting oneself and one&#8217;s family in this acceptable English light. It was a mark of status for someone to get their house in one of these volumes—you actually paid the cost.</p></div>
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<div class="txt11"><strong>The Exotic Jewess Meets the Dancing Hasid: Ethnic Ambiguity and Jewish Drag in American Dance</strong><br />
Rebecca Rossen, visiting assistant professor of dance, George Mason University</p>
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<p>Six years ago, I was doing research at Northwestern for a professor writing about modern dance. I was spending a lot of time in archives and noticed a trend: In the late 1930s and 40s, Jewish woman would dress up in drag as Hasidic men. One of the dances is called &#8220;Hasidic Song and Dance,&#8221; from 1932, by a choreographer named <a href="http://www.findarticles.com/p/articles/mi_m1083/is_n1_v72/ai_20183128" target="_blank">Pauline Koner</a>. Her concerts were these little exotic portraits—a Spanish dance, a Chinese dance—but the Jewish dance was the only one she would perform as a boy. The reception was mixed; critics viewed them as too simplistic and not abstract enough to warrant the title of modern dance.</p>
<p>There&#8217;s another solo I talk about from 1947 by a choreographer named Hadassah, who came from a family of Hasidic Jews. She&#8217;s not in drag, but she wears a tallis, and presents herself as a spiritual leader: She makes <a href=" http://ohr.edu/ask_db/ask_main.php/171/Q1/" target="_blank">that gesture</a>—you know, the gesture the Cohen does, that Spock-like gesture.</p>
<p>What we think of as Jewishness is not a matter of essences, but a repertory of tropes and images. These dancers continually revise them, reinvent them, create them, and sometimes subvert them. If you&#8217;re putting on a Jewish garb, making your curls into <em>peyes</em>, what we understand as Jewishness is a performance, or a construction.</div>
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<div class="txt11"><strong>In Praise of the &#8216;Backwardness&#8217; of Jewish Studies</strong><br />
Alan Mintz, professor of Hebrew literature, The Jewish Theological Seminary</p>
<p>There&#8217;ve often been critiques that Jewish Studies has lagged behind in methodologies that drive the humanities, whether psychoanalytic, Marxist, gender analysis—different lenses used for understanding human culture. I think there&#8217;s a danger in too mechanical an adoption of these methods. A concern also is that many of these methods are very ideologically laden.</p>
<p>I&#8217;m raising the question of whether this lag is not really a good thing, because it allows Jewish Studies to see the shakeout, to see what methods are not of enduring value, and wait for these methods to get worked on and worked out. The worst thing is when you have a method like deconstruction or post-colonialism and you begin to see everything through that lens, and all forms of human creativity become instances of that.</p></div>
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