My man of the week is rapper Yoav Eliassy, "The Shadow."
The man did an extraordinary deed and published a post apologizing to all the women he harmed when he thought he was the king of the world, and the king is allowed everything.
It's a brave act in the landscape of men being caught with their pants down and starting to talk nonsense.
I too, years ago, published a post of this kind, in which I said that at the height of my publicity, sometime in those days, I saw women as a target for conquests, not for essays.
I never did anything criminal, but sometimes I committed a crime in my heart and said nice words without cover.
I have not seen that the person standing in front of me is a human being and not a tool for strengthening my male ego.
Blessed be the name we have been given, the shadow and I, to evolve as men and as men.
And it does not matter what Mr. Eliassy stands for in your eyes, a dangerous nationalist or a popular leader.
He came out a real man, and a real man overcomes his instinct to conquer, inherent in him from the day man is formed, and instead conquers the impulse.
how?
By constantly remembering that everyone and everyone has the same soul, and there is no soul that wants to be stepped on and turned into an object.
Not yet born.
What happened to Yoav Eliassi happened to me too: We had a daughter.
This is the source of substantial change.
As soon as a person becomes a father to a daughter, he sees her innocence, and her joy, and her faith in human beings.
And if he's not a exploitative psychopath of the poorest kind, and if he's not seen it before, he finally understands that the girl he's trying to "stream," that is, to do something she does not really want, is much more than a girl he is trying to "stream."
It is a whole world.
past present Future.
Some idiots who did not understand it before.
Illustration: Yehuda Nuni, Nuni-art.com,
In my dreams, more people who have taken advantage of status, power, money, no matter what, come out and say: We were not men.
We were slaves of our passions.
We understood what we were doing, we were doing self-work, we changed.
Forgiveness from anyone who has been hurt or injured, and there is room to talk about compensation as well.
This will be the next desired move.
Because what's happening now is not doing the job.
Need healing here, not executions.
Excluding rapists and perverts - they have to pay dearly.
"I was younger, the publicity came to my mind. I treated people disgracefully, I'm sorry, I take moral and also financial responsibility. I promise I changed my ways, and that today is safe to be by my side. And I also did an institutional antigen."
Cut and save in case you are the next one to come up with a rod.
Family
My work invites me to meet, among other things, many people who have been expelled from the ultra-Orthodox system.
This week it was around the program of my colleague Scout Grant, who went to meet the dropout youth in Bnei Brak.
As I promoted her program, I had the privilege of meeting representatives again for the difficult thing that is happening in this company.
A boy, a boy, a young man, who does not fit into the yeshiva life, who has difficulty learning and drops out, will find himself highly likely without any framework.
From there it is a short way to wander the streets, encounters with the wrong people, vandalism, use of all kinds of materials, entanglement with the law, a life of suffering.
And for what?
For not being able to learn.
not capable.
The fate of these people touches my heart especially because I know many of them are guys with ADHD.
A person with ADHD will never be able to study a Gemara page from morning to evening.
To require him to do this is abuse, like trying to force amputees to jump high.
Hard.
So the solution of ultra-Orthodox society, in its less conscious parts, is exclusion, vomiting, turning its back.
Not nice in a society that prides itself, rightly, on the degree of grace in it.
The hardest part is what happens in families.
Not in all of them, of course, but in many.
Expulsion of the uneducated child from home, deletion from the family unit, severance of ties, abandonment of his destiny.
Really, can not understand.
How a father and mother give their child a kick in the ass from home, and Salamat, get along and do not ruin the chances of your brothers and sisters' matchmaking.
It scares me.
I hear about an infinity of such cases, and I meet people who have been thrown out of their ultra-Orthodox family in all sorts of circumstances, and see what it does to them.
It robs them of their childhood, saws off the race of their lives, even passes them on to their religion.
Many of them realized in retrospect that they had ADHD.
An interesting way to deal with this disorder, expulsion instead of establishing appropriate frameworks.
The main thing is not to tarnish the last name.
I am told: Understand, this is the price that the ultra-Orthodox society agrees to pay to maintain its cohesion.
No choice.
And I dare to think: there is a choice.
Also give additional, customized educational options, and also - and I know this is a far-fetched idea - plan a family.
Establish families according to the parents' ability to provide an individual response to each child, even if he or she is exceptional.
Perhaps it is worthwhile, for example, to wait a little between children, to see what the state of attention is?
The emotion?
the time?
The special needs?
Is there room for one more?
Thank God.
Are we satisfied and satisfied?
We will stop.
Dear ultra-Orthodox public, Throwing a child out of the house is no less serious than having an abortion.
pig
This week, for the first time in America, a pig's heart was implanted in the chest of a very sick person.
Peace be upon you, give back less.
Is it not amazing that the most despicable beast in Judaism, the beast that has contributed its name to the most abusive expressions, is at the end the only beast from which the heart can be taken and put in man, and he will continue to beat?
Last week I occupied my mind with the question of how the world of faith in the God who created man in his image would change, if aliens from distant worlds were discovered, and it turns out that man is not the crown of creation but a rather poor creature, relative to the distant galaxies. This week I switched from aliens to aliens, and wondered if the pig's status would be upgraded following the cordial imagination. And what will it even be upgraded? Will another animal be chosen to be a symbol of dirt, of boundless hedonism, of excessive gluttony? The food moth, for example? And maybe it's time to stop attributing bad human traits to animals, because there are no bad animals, only animals that want to live, and in their hearts they are so similar to us?
In any case, I thought, it is possible that Judaism foresaw when it imposed such a total boycott on the pig.
Perhaps the purpose of the boycott was to train the hearts for the day when the pig, thanks to medical science, would become the reservoir of human spare parts, and in fact man and pig would unite, thus, from heart to heart.
Perhaps the prohibition of eating is not the reduction of the pig but its enlargement, its elevation to a high level, as befits one whose limbs are exactly like human organs, and meat can not be seen for eating unless the one who eats is a kind of cannibal.
And I thought to myself: Does the donor pig family inevitably receive transplant insurance, as is customary with blood donation?
And if so, can a human organ transplant be transplanted into a pig?
And if so, what human organ might be useful for a pig?
Appendicitis would be perfect.
Maybe in our body its role is unknown, but for a pig it will be exactly what it needs to stop being a pig like that?
And what now?
Suppose the attempt is successful and the man lives in peace for a few more years.
There will be a generation of pigs raised here for human organ transplants.
Obviously they will not grow in density and swine, not in mud and slime.
They will grow up at least in the conditions of surrogate mothers in India - their food will be taken care of, their well-being will be maintained, their cleanliness will be nurtured.
The future transplant family will come on Saturdays to see how their pig grows.
Is it already possible to reap his heart and himself to be honorably buried in the pigsty of the nation in an exciting ceremony, befitting one who was said to be a pig, but had such a generous heart.
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