Sunday, October 31, 2010

And then I found 20 dollars

On Thursday, I worked at the hotel from the time my classes ended (4pm) to bedtime (11:30pm). Unbelievable. Then I worked at the hotel on Friday morning from waketime (8:30am) to classes (noon). I also forgot my not-work shoes so in between work and classes on Friday I had to schlep back to North campus to get them. And somewhere in there I ate lunch. It was a doozy.

Then I had Nutrition and Writing, which were both good as usual. My 70 year old Nutrition professor, who is in the best shape of anyone I've ever seen and looks about 45 years old, took off his clothes to reveal a track uniform and demonstrated aerobic and anaerobic exercise for us. It was great. In Writing, I went over my paper with my peer editor, Claire, who is the best school-friend I could wish for. I also saw her later that night as she was going out to a party and it was really nice to see her in a different context. We definitely would have been friends in high school!

Then I turned in my 14 page biology lab report on heart rate and blood pressure. It was such a relief to turn it in! Then I went to a Trustee Scholarship reception thingy to meet my benefactress (ummm Great Expectations, anyone? I've always wanted a benefactress just so I could say I have a benefactress) and she was really quite an amazing woman. Older, stunning, glamorous, classy, the whole bit. Very friendly, and I must say, she took an extra liking to me. It was a nice feeling.

Then I went with Eleanor, who also has a benefactor and was at the reception, to Shabbat services! I went to Table Minyan because I knew Adina would be there. It was great, I got chills, no big deal. Then I went to the Rabbi's house for Shabbat dinner because they were hosting the Chevruta program and I just chilled with my chevruta and we learned about Jewish things a little bit and also just life and it was nice. The rabbi and his wife are great. The kids are a bit hyper but soooo cute!

Then I went to the Center for Jewish Living to see other people, and just hung out and talked with people there. Then I walked back to North, stopped in to see Adina and co. again, and then played Scrabble with Ari and Jake! Too bad they both suck at Scrabble. I lost to them both but it was really because they were cheating. Ari used the word "er" twice, calling it a colloquialism. I hate Cornell. Too many smart asses.

Just kidding, I love Cornell, but I am definitely a sore loser. Never playing Scrabble with Ari again.

The next day, I went to services in the morning, led Psukei DZimra, sang and prayed and whatnot, helped a woman find a class in the building when I got bored (too bad I didn't know the whole group was waiting for me to come back because they didn't have a minyan when I wasn't there...), and then we all had lunch at the kosher dining hall and it was very relaxing and Shabbaty. Then I studied but it wasn't my best study session ever and I napped in the library for a little part of it. Oh well.

Then I met GIL and it was tremendous because I have been waiting to meet Rachel's boyfriend for ages and ages (okay, I've only known her for two months, but it feels like a long time!). Then I had dinner with Adina (classic), saw everyone I've ever known at the dining hall (think Wegmans before Christmas), got my costume together, watched Friends with Adina (because we got our costumes together too quickly and neither of us straighten our hair so we had too much time on our hands), took some pictures, and went to wait on line for the Halloween party at Sammy!

We got on line very early and we were the first ones. As it got time to open the party, we were pushed back by throngs of people! Trying to get into the party really just didn't bring out the best in people. Fortunately, we got in (thanks Conor!) and got the party started. The DJ was great, all my friends were there, the party camera had batteries AND a memory card, and things were going really well.


And then I found 20 dollars. On the floor, in the frat. And I picked it up and took it home with me and let the beer dry out of it. And then I watched another episode of Friends with Adina, and talked to Meir. What a great night.

I love college.

Thursday, October 28, 2010

Rabbi Joseph Telushkin

Rabbi Joseph Telushkin came to Cornell last night as part of a ten-college book tour about his newest work, Hillel-If not now, when? I learned about this event a while ago but while I was at a meeting to discuss Israel advocacy on Monday evening, a Hillel staff member started talking about an invitation only dinner happening before the lecture Telushkin was scheduled to give. This seemed like an excellent opportunity to practice some of my opportunity taking skills, so I asked the staff member if I could come to the dinner, even though it was invitation only and for people who held board positions in the Cornell Jewish community. The staff member, Julia, said of course.
I walked to the dinner with Adva, the Israeli fellow, my best friend. We talked about the latest in anti-Israel sentiment on campus: Richard Goldstone is coming. Yes, the same Richard Goldstone who became a household name after writing a 500 page report on war crimes during Operation Cast Lead. Let's say this: not my best friend. Anyway, we talked about him and how to deal with other anti-Israel sentiment on campus, since it is all very intellectually based and liberal and not the wild fanatic stuff you see in some places like Berkley. People aren't dressing up like soldiers and holding you at water-gunpoint if you want to cross the bridge from North campus to Central. But what they are doing is slowly chipping away at the legitimacy of a Jewish state by continuously bringing in speakers to talk about Israel's racism, alleged Apartheid, and now war crimes. Beautiful.
Anyway, we got to this dinner early, and I was one of the first people there. I was underdressed. Soon more people arrived and Telushkin himself arrived with a bit of a posse and we all sat down. I didn't even notice at the time, but I sat down at a table for 8 next to Adva, who was sitting next to Telushkin, so we could continue our conversation. We all went around the room giving introductions and after everyone had said I'm the President of this or the Vice President or the Treasurer or the Whatever of that, I said "Hi, I'm Jordana Gilman, and I hope to one day hold those positions," which was met with polite laughter from the crowd of about 40 people. That is the story of how I accidentally ate dinner with Joseph Telushkin.
I actually ended up speaking to him a great deal over the course of the dinner. He was interested in getting to know all of us on some level, and we talked about Israel and other college campuses he had visited. He had just been in Rochester at U of R and had done the drive down to Cornell on one of the most beautiful fall days ever--so of course that gave us something to talk about because I am quite familiar with that experience. We talked about his background, his kids, the book he's working on now, other books we've read, and the structure and involvement of Hillel at Cornell. He gave a short speech about the questions the Talmud says we will be asked right after we die: Were you fair in business dealings? Did you set aside time to study Torah? Did you try to raise a family? Did you pray for the coming of the next world? It was a good talk. I participated and he actually stopped the talk to write down what I had said! It was before he had told us what the Talmud said and he was looking for ideas from the crowd. No one was raising a hand so I figured I'd say What is your proudest achievement? because I figured that was a pretty good sum-up-your-life question and although the Talmud doesn't think that, Rabbi Telushkin does.
His talk was all about the teachings of Hillel. He set up the talk like this: a soundbite of Hillel>explanation>global ramifications>relation to personal life.
Here are the soundbites that he mentioned. Not all of them are from Hillel:

Today is the first day of the rest of your life.
What is hateful unto you, do not do unto your neighbor.
A hero is someone who overcomes bad impulses.
A rich person is someone who is happy with what he has.
If I am not for me, who will be for me?
If I am only for me, what am I?
Your people shall be my people, your God shall be my God.
Oh little girl, fall into the river again that I might save us both.
A life is with people.
Because I lived, there was more light in my parent's home.
In justice shall you judge your fellow human.
Even good people don't like to read novels about good people.
If you don't study Jewish sources, all you have is a Jewish heart. To have a Jewish head, you must study.
If not now, when?
When you reread a classic, it isn't that there is more in the classic, there is more in you.

Still to come:
explanations of each of these quotations
all the words you can make from the letters in Joseph Telushkin
Stay tuned!

Next day:

Today is the first day of the rest of your life.
This was presented as an example of something extremely wise and insightful that has lost its importance as it has been incorporated into our culture as a cliche. How do we make a cliche relevant again? Live by it. This is a metaphor for Hillel's teachings, which have become so overused people don't know how to follow them anymore.

What is hateful unto you, do not do unto your neighbor.
The Golden Rule in the negative. It is not as demanding, more practical, and less subjective. Should we grieve over the death of every person like we grieve over the death of a loved one? No, that just doesn't make sense. My family matters to me more than my family matters to other people, and your family matters to you more than your family matters to me, and I like things that way. Also, what of the person who doesn't love himself? If you're your own worst critic/enemy/whatever, it would be great if we didn't "love" our neighbors in that same way.

A hero is someone who overcomes bad impulses.
Often, a hero is described in terms of a physical deed or an act of bravery. These don't come up so often. An opportunity to display heroic virtues comes up a lot if you view it as the ability to overcome bad impulses. I like the more traditional definition of a hero also, because there are people who show extreme bravery in risky or difficult situations, and it is important to me that those people are shown the respect they deserve. But you also deserve respect for overcoming bad influences!

A rich person is someone who is happy with what he has.
Not satisfied with what he has, is the caveat. When you're satisfied, you lose motivation and you don't grow. When you are happy, you enjoy what you have but are still motivated. Oh Hillel, you were a thinker! And Sheryl Crow agrees: It's not having what you want, it's wanting what you've got.

If I am not for me, who will be for me?
Stand up for yourself!

If I am only for me, what am I?
If you are only for yourself, you become a What and not even a Who.

Your people shall be my people, your God shall be my God.
After Ruth's husband dies, she still wants to be a part of the Jewish people and remain family with her mother-in-law. She says this line in a way that sums up a vital value of Judaism, one that has kept us alive against all odds: we are a people, a community, a family. It's why supporting Israel goes beyond political and practical, it is religious. It's why we have Operation Solomon and we donate to Jewish organizations. That, and guilt, I think. Although so far I have only been on the receiving end of donations to Jewish organizations. One day soon I'll start paying my dues!

Oh little girl, fall into the river again that I might save us both.
Not Hillel. A man somewhere watched a girl drown and was paralyzed for whatever reason while she was drowning. The guilt, sadness, pain ate him alive until he was very old. He says this line to say that not only would he have saved the little girl while she was drowning, but that act would have saved his own life, in a spiritual sense. >>Doing good things for other people is good for you, too!

A life is with people.
It's fun to keep Shabbat when everyone around you is keeping Shabbat and there is lots to talk about and board games to play and festive meals to enjoy. It is way less fun to be not only electronically disconnected from the world but socially connected as well if you are alone on Shabbat. This is only one example. I think that being with people makes everything more worthwhile and enjoyable. Just take Abbott's Frozen Custard, for example.

Because I lived, there was more light in my parent's home.
About the tradition to light an extra Shabbat candle for each child. >> Rituals can convey love. It is important to not only observe Jewish rituals but put meaning and love behind them.

In justice shall you judge your fellow human.
Put yourself in another person's shoes before you judge. Telushkin challenged us to go 24 hours without judging. Rachel put an x and a line on my notebook and I signed it, and I made an x and a line for her and she signed it. I realized that night as I fell asleep that when I stopped in her room to say good night, we talked about our friend's boyfriend and how we would definitely not ever go for him and how we didn't get why she was so into him and how annoying he appeared from his facebook profile. Fail. Do I get points for feeling bad about it retrospectively?

Even good people don't like to read novels about good people.
If you talk to a friend about a mutual friend for twenty minutes, will the conversation go like this: "oh, you know THAT story about how nice she is? Let me tell you THIS story about how nice she is. You won't BELIEVE what a great person we know!" or this: "oh, you know THAT story about what a skank she is? Let me tell you what I heard!" Replace skank with any age appropriate mean thing. You get the idea. Obviously Telushkin didn't give the example using the word "skank."

If you don't study Jewish sources, all you have is a Jewish heart. To have a Jewish head, you must study.

If not now, when?

When you reread a classic, it isn't that there is more in the classic, there is more in you.

Ok, so I didn't feel like explaining the last three. But I think that they can speak to you even if you don't know exactly what Telushkin said. Basically, Jews need to be good people AND study Jewish sources. Hey, nobody said it was easy.

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open to suggestions...




Monday, October 25, 2010

The Map, The Parisians, The Christmas Party, and The Sunday

The Map: within a few weeks of my time here at Cornell, I noticed that the world map in Olin Library (dated 2004) was labeled with the Gaza Strip but not Israel. I decided this was an omission I would not tolerate. I spoke to the maps librarian and he was polite about it. A few days later, my friend Ari, who knew what action I had taken, texted me to let me know that Israel was now on the map, side-by-side with Gaza Strip. I went in today to thank the maps librarian. He is a middle-aged, racially ambiguous man with an equally ambiguous accent. He told me that the three major map databases in use in America do not have information including Israel, and he said "it might even be on purpose." Like...HELLO! YAH! But he was very nice about it, like I said, and totally agreed that Israel should be on the map. So now Israel is on the map in the same font as everyone else's countries and it looks very nice sitting there along the Mediterranean with a little chunk cut out here and there for the future Palestinian state.

The Parisians: I hung out with my foreign friends again on Saturday! I ran into them at lunch after babysitting and a little thrift store shopping on The Commons. We dined and then we reconvened for studying in the Uris Library! They are so interesting and unimaginably wealthy! It is quite an experience to hang out with them. They took cigarette breaks while we studied! Felix called it "a French concentration technique." I called it (to myself) a well-deserved victory for America! Victories for America are few and far between these days, mostly because of the obesity epidemic and general economic dysfunction, so I will celebrate this small win by listening to country music and wearing pigtail braids.

The Christmas Party: Before the Christmas Party at AEPi (a Jewish frat, naturally), I ate dinner out with Adina's family. Her wonderful, interesting, beautiful family. It was a Clinton Fan Club Meeting. After the dinner, we prepared for the Christmas Party, which, for me, involved putting vaseline on my chapped lips and brushing my matted hair and putting on appropriate footwear (ie fake leather boots that are easily cleaned with lysol wipes-thanks Chelsea!-to protect from the layer of beer on the dance floor). The Christmas Party was foreshadowed by a number of telling signs: a scary, wobbling, masked wolf walking ahead of us (always ominous!), the forgetting of my camera card and the failure of an alternative card, and the cloud of smoke and steam that surrounded the party house on a coldish, rainy night. The wolf represented dark and scary things, the camera card represented God's feeling that we ought not to have photographic evidence of the evening, and the smoky halo represented a smoke machine that was inside the party but not allowed to be inside the party and later set off the smoke alarm. Go figure.
The party deteriorated quickly. There were more creepers than usual, the friends from my floor decided to leave early, and personal issues for my other friends surfaced as well. By the time the smoke alarm went off and we all had to evacuate, it was a mess. Our coats and belongings (keys, cameras, ID cards) were locked in a room we couldn't access so we had to wait it out.
The night ended with a Cliff Bar at Nasties and sweatpants.

The Sunday: woke up at the butt crack of dawn to go to my stupid work training session at the hotel. I learned nothing but did get paid for five hours. Score.
Napped for what was originally going to be 25 minutes but quickly escalated into a full three hour slumber, complete with REM cycles and dreams.
Dreamed about 2012 and was surprised by whom my subconscious decided to save. It will create a riot, so I won't share it here. I also watched the world end, which was relatively traumatic.
Started making my photobook (thanks Mom, groupon!) and missed Nativ, Wheels, high school.
Went to ballroom dancing and tangoed with Joe. Our promenades are unbeatable!
Dined with Jake and had a much needed life debriefing session.
Snugged with Adina and Rachel and read for pleasure! and in case she's reading this, Rachel gets a lot of credit for my post-shower visit.

I love my friends.

Wednesday, October 20, 2010

WTF Joseph Dana


Writing letters...again.
This is the event tomorrow:

Anarchists Against the Wall

October 21, 2010 - 7:00PM to 10:00PM

Joseph Dana of Anarchists Against the Wall will be speaking on the Israeli solidarity movement with Palestinian popular resistance to the wall and to Israeli apartheid more generally.

LOCATION:Goldwin Smith, Lewis Aud.
SPEAKER:Joseph Dana, Anarchists Against the Wall
TOPIC:The Israeli Solidarity movement with Palestinian popular resistance to the wall
ADMISSION:Open to Public.
ADMISSION INFO:free and open to the public
CONTACT:Carl Gelderloos
607 277 1309
cag236@cornell.edu


This is the speaker's website: http://josephdana.com/
If you want to hear about how he is "creating impossible friendships," or want to laugh, I recommend watching the video interview.





Carl,
We recently came across a poster for the UPJP event, Anarchists Against the Wall. The poster's message, "SMASH ISRAELI APARTHEID," offended us personally as Jews and supporters of Israel. The message implies that Israel is an Apartheid state and Israel's supporters condone the alleged Apartheid.
Israel is not an Apartheid state. Apartheid is a legally enforced system that institutionalizes segregation, discrimination, and oppression based on race, gender, sexuality, or religion. The Separation Barrier and laws in Israel do not discriminate based on race, gender, sexuality, or religion, as Palestinians live on both sides of the wall, and Palestinians in the West Bank have their own government, the Palestinian Authority. Along with the Palestinian government in the West Bank, Arabs in Israel have full citizenship and voting rights, and 14 out of the 120 members of the Israeli Parliament are Arab. The Israeli government is aware of the inconveniences the Barrier poses to residents of the West Bank and is working to find a more advantageous long term solution; however, the safety of the Israeli people is paramount.
The "Wall" itself is actually only about 5% cement wall, which comes out to approximately 10 miles, built to prevent sniper shootings that were frequent in those selected areas. The Security Barrier has been extremely effective in halting attacks on Israeli citizens. Between 2002 and 2003, when major portions of the Barrier was constructed, there were 30% fewer attacks by terrorists from the West Bank and 50% fewer Israelis were murdered. The effectiveness of the Barrier has continued in even greater magnitudes today.
The posters for this event blatantly incite hatred toward Israel by feeding Cornell students misleading information about the status of Palestinians in Israel and the West Bank.
This use of propaganda is unfair and uncomfortable for students like us who feel a strong connection to the State of Israel. For students who have not yet formed a connection or a strong opinion with either side, their opinions will easily be manipulated by the depiction of Israel as an Apartheid state.
It is our hope that you will find validity in our concerns and we can work together to find a solution to this problem, to educate Cornell students about the conflict while representing facts as clearly as possible and without bias.
We look forward to hearing from you,
Jordana Gilman and Rachel M--





Thankfully, Rachel is equally incensed about this issue and we are tearing down the anarchist with our own bare hands. I am ever so grateful to have a fellow Israel advocate like her on my own floor! While we did miss out on a half hour of planned sleep to write this letter, it was worth it and fun. We have been trained for this. It is OUR TIME.

WE ARE TAKING OVER THE WORLD ONE JEWISH ORGANIZATION AT A TIME AND IT IS A WONDERFUL FEELING AND I AM GETTING PHOTOGRAPHED SO I HAVE TO LOOK INTENSE AND TYPE REALLY FAST AND LOOK EXCITED


To conclude: Allegations that Israel is an apartheid state will have to find a home elsewhere. Not on our campus. Not in our home. Not in our hearts. (We're laughing now, you can too). But actually.

Tuesday, October 19, 2010

F/Rats, Bowties

I hosted a pre-frosh through Hillel over the weekend. We went to Shabbat services, dinner, listened to a Professor Sarna speak about Jewish demographics, went to L'chaims in the house (The Center for Jewish Living has a bar...?), went to Phi Sig with friends to meet Joe, danced. The party was shut down so we went upstairs and hung out in people's rooms and danced to techno with people we didn't know. The party started up again around 12:30. They played Nirvana. It was awesome.

I babysat again on Saturday morning. It was an experience that included High School Musical, dancing, diaper changing, and bathing. And more. The best part was at the end, after I had worked somewhere between two and three hours, and my employer rounded UP! It has never happened before. I was in shock.

When I returned, my pre-frosh was amusing herself with sudoku in my room. We went to study for two hours and then went to the Commons where we window shopped and had coffee/neither of us had coffee specifically but it's the idea that counts. We took a bus back in time for dinner with JONNY and Jesse and Ranan and Jessica, and Jonny, Jesse, and me just reminisced about Nativ the whole time. Then we changed and prepared to go out. We walked around campus for about two hours trying to find/get into a party. Finally we settled on Thumpty, a weird frat to which I had vowed to never return. It turned out to be awesome and there was a live band and I had an amazing time and dancing with Nativ was the best. After Thumpty, we went to Sammy after hours and chilled and danced in a Bar Mitzvah fashion. Except most people were drunk and we were at a frat house. I tried to do flying squirrel and was not caught and landed on my back with my legs and arms still in the air. It was mostly a failure, but the party was fun.

In the morning, my pre-frosh left at 10. It had been a wild ride. Then I went back to sleep for an hour, went to a work meeting for the hotel, and studied biology for six. hours.

I dissected a rat on Sunday. It was a male rat, I named him Whiskies. He had beautiful intestines. I did a good job. It was weird at first because he had little rat hands and little rat bones that I had to break, but it was worth it in the end.

On Monday after my classes, I worked my first shift at the Statler Hotel. I was born to banquet. I wore a vest and a bowtie. I had never been more polite in my life. I was working mostly with Hufflepuffs, and if you know anything about Hufflepuffs, you know that they are very nice and easy to work with but lack zing. I worked for about 7 hours. I was exhausted. I served coffee and refilled waters and cleared plates and set up and cleaned up. At the end of my shift, I changed back into my regular clothes in the locker room, returned my uniform, left my work pants/shoes/belt in a bag in the locker room, left the hotel and stuck out my hand at the first intersection. A Chinese man stopped his car. He thought I was telling him to slow down. Actually, I was hitch hiking. He was going to the gym close to my dorm. He was playing Chinese music. His name was Chow. First Cornell Hitch Hiking Experience = Major Success.

Today I picked up my bag of clothes from the hotel lost and found, went to my classes, and ate with Adina. Classic day. Now, off to the RA meeting. L'hit!

Saturday, October 2, 2010

Animals

Animals I have seen on the Cornell campus since I arrived in August:
1. Squirrels
2. Dogs
3. A turtle
4. A large toad
5. A large (mutant?) slug
6. A heron (three times!)
7. A red-tailed hawk
8. Chipmunks
9. A bunny
10. Freshman boys
11. A monarch butterfly
12. A pair of blue jays!
13. Two skunks!

Plus, on the drive home two weeks ago--two bald eagles!

So sad that I don't get to see kittens : (

Friday, October 1, 2010

Mind blowing

I feel like I'm cheating on Kurt Vonnegut, my long time favorite author, when I announce this: Anton Chekhov is my new favorite author.

College is doing insane things to my mind. I absolutely love reading late 19th century Russian literature. How is this possible?

Today I went to a lunch for the second day of chag at an apartment on a gorge. Literally, on a gorge, as in, falling into the gorge. It was so beautiful. There were probably 25 people there, all Jewish, with some connection to Cornell and the people who live in the apartment. The food was delicious, the company genial...from freshmen to grad students. I really enjoyed it.

Today there was a turtle on the sidewalk.

Today I went to a play called Revolution because my friend Jesse was playing Jesus Christ in it. It was a play written by a student about revolutionaries and religion and bureaucracy. It was much too complicated for me. In 45 minutes, every single character turned out to be a double crosser, everyone had a name that was a metaphor for something else, and the entire play was about something entirely different than I originally thought.

I did go to see the play with some really cool people though, including several foreigners from Dubai/England, Paris, and the Dominican Republic. And Westchester. We discussed it afterward a bit, and I felt like this is why I went here: We went to see the play. It was an absurdly artsy play. We discussed it afterward and made sense of what we could and gave our opinions. We decided it was too much and discussed our weekend plans.

These are the kinds of people I have always wanted to meet! Cultured, diverse, interesting, intellectual...but not trying too hard. Like we went to the play, we talked about it, and instead of spending our evening wearing glasses with no prescription in them and arguing fervently about fascism, we just got on with our lives.

On a more routine note: I finished my hardest week of college yet! It included two "prelims" (big tests) in Human Development and Nutrition, a Hebrew test, a four page paper in Freshman Writing (I wrote about "The Doctor" by Chekhov!), and a unit test in Bio on photosynthesis and twigs.

I can now determine the age of any twig you place before me. I am bound for success.

Shabbat Shalom!