Troy Davis was executed by the state of Georgia, which is to say the people of Georgia, even though pretty much everybody believed he was innocent.
Category: kaddish in two-part harmony
The Academic and the Musician. The academic immerses in Kaddish with thoughts of thinking rather than feeling—the emotions being too raw. The musician spends her time in making us feel, whether we want to or not. And making the music of kaddish. Making music kadosh. A flurry of emails ensue between the two. Their blogs lock horns, as do the writers themselves. They start a joint blog. They start a podcast.
A commitment to a year-long project has begun: a kaddish in two-part harmony.
A conversation among an anthropologist, a musician, and their audience on themes of death and dying, grief, ritual, the interplay between musician and listener.
guest essay: Dude!
Don’t assume rabbis, or any Jewish people for that matter, will be mensches when you need them to be.
daily kaddish: for Keith Abbott Conant
This is one of those “there but for the grace…” Kaddishim.
the tzaddik’s dollar — 1.1.4
The rebbe sighed frequently when he thought of the enigma of his daughter the so-called Yesodite, but in the end he felt that this too must surely be exactly as it should, and that Vavah, too, must needs be perfect in every way, and that any fault in her lay primarily in his own blindness…
daily kaddish: for “Don’t ask, don’t tell,” may it rest in ignominious peace
Today’s Kaddish is for that exemplar of awful legislation, the “Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell” law that finally received its dishonorable discharge from the United States armed forces.
daily kaddish: for Six Feet Under’s Nate Fisher
A kaddish for Nate Fisher and all the real-life people you’ve never heard of who die of HHT.
daily kaddish: Ruth Leavitt Kadish on her Yahrtzeit
Today, we gathered in Mira’s garden with Lori’s family and friends to say a final Kaddish together. Lori organized a simple remembrance, with each of us reading a short piece, Mira reciting Kaddish while I played Kogan’s “Kaddish,” and ultimately all of us reading the Kaddish together.
daily kaddish: for P-51 and T-28 victims
A kaddish for all the air show crash victims; a kaddish for all those killed intentionally in World War II when P-51s and T-28s were on active duty.
almighty one, rebbe zero — 1.1.3 —
The third daughter of the rebbe tended to be called (affectionately) Vavah. It was one of those perhaps unfortunate infant names conferred upon her at long-last, after her sainted mother claimed to have witnessed her utter those long-awaited first sounds, not even words, but — ו ו ו ו —va-va-va-va. That the chatty babe…
daily kaddish: for all the trees
A Kaddish for all the trees that have been slaughtered to build our homes or to make our crappy magazines or just because they were in the way.