Thought about writing about my two closest friends from high school, each with a Ph.D. more impressive than mine. (Molecular genetics; set theory.) Thought about writing about all the times my title has been dropped while men get theirs. Too tired to write either. #DrJillBiden
We are, said Fannie Lou Hamer, sick and tired of being sick and tired.
Who could we be, what could we become, what could we accomplish, if we didn't have to keep fighting, again, all the time, for what we have already earned?
What would it mean, @JessicaValenti asked, to live in a world that doesn't hate us?
And conversely, think about what it meant and means to community college students in Virginia to see a woman modeling being a professional and a pedagogue, valuing her work and her students, prioritizing them over being a ceremonial spouse. What a statement! #DrJillBiden
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Now that I think about it, this is an alternate model of gadlus that we were given, and I will ask my father if it was intentional. Not "he knew where to tell the surgeon to operate" but "he changed his mind, he said different things to different people, he reconsidered."
Many years ago, I heard from Shaul Stampfer that "the way to be the student of a creative person is not to slavishly copy them--it is to be a creative person." (He was subtweeting before the existence of twitter.)
The best way to be the student of someone who was brilliant, and creative, and well-versed in the secular wisdom of his day, and able to respond differently to different people in different circumstances, and engaging with the needs and issues of his day,
This line of argumentation is...something. Upthread, someone invoked my mother. Now it's my father. Do fully-grown, reasonably-professionally-accomplished frum men get their parents invoked to tell on them? Or is this something we reserve for frum women?
(Also, too, tweeter clearly doesn't know my father, or his relationship to the Rav. Whatever his disagreements with me, my father was always very clear with us that the Rav made statements tailored to individuals' needs and circumstances, not one-size-fits-all pronouncements.)
My father is the last person to sign on to "the Rav said this in shiur when I was 22, so be quiet on the topic forever." He told us multiple stories about the Rav reconsidering his viewpoints, changing his mind, saying different things to different people.
A short follow-up thread to responses to this morning's thread, going from Orthodox feminism back to American politics:
A little over a decade ago, the Supreme Court decided a case about students' rights in school.
It involved a 13-year-old girl who had been stripped down to her underwear in front of school administrators as they searched for contraband.
RBG was the only woman on the Court when the case was argued. (2/n)
During oral argument, some of the male justices bro-ho-hoed (I just made that up, but it's so good I'm going to reuse it) about how stripping down to underwear for administrators was no different than changing for gym class. (3/n)
That super-weird Times of Israel column by the angry evangelical about how Israel (Jews? Israeli Jews?) are an obese stripper who spurned him (?! I dunno), and everyone's leaping to (deservedly) mock it has gotten me back on Orthodoxy and gender after a while spent on race. So:
About Francis Bacon, and the questions we're willing to entertain (and who that "we' is), and how you read Hoshea 2, a thread:
Many years ago, when I was a wee budding historian of science, I taught a class on History of Science for Yeshiva College undergrads. (There are some prominent Torah figures in the community who were students in that class, but that's another story.) (2/n)
Well, @SHI_America has released their most recent Identity Crisis podcast, with friend, colleague, and general powerhouse @ginnagreen and me talking with @YehudaKurtzer about white supremacy, policing, and the Jews.
On the very same day that James Carville apparently said that the Democrats have to stop speaking Hebrew and start speaking Yiddish (?!? whatever that was supposed to mean),
**they left my reference to "breite pleitzes" on the cutting room floor.**
("Breite pleitzes" is a Yiddish term that literally means "broad shoulders." In the argot of the ultra-Orthodox yeshiva world, it means a rabbi/halakhic decisor who has enough authority/stature to make the thorniest, most difficult decisions.
On school DEI (Diversity, Equity, Inclusion) initiatives, and walking and chewing gum, and my school administrator's perspective, a thread:
Here is a crucial thing, which I have been saying for a long time, and I am right about, so please listen to me: (2/n)
The way to learn about the history of the African-American experience is not to go to corporate anti-racism training. It is not to listen to school DEI consultants. It is not to read White Fragility, or How to Be Antiracist.