It’s the Fourth of July. I’m glad to be back in the U.S.A., though my last real conscious activity outside of the cabin of an airplane was driving a minibus around the wintry, smoky, coarse-asphalted streets of Jo’burg.
As I write this — crossing the Canadian border at high altitude — It’s 7:23 p.m. in the time zone I had just gotten used to. I already miss waking up at the Vineyard Hotel, even without power, before the dawn.
There’s something special about these family trips. You spend more time with your kids than you would in any other circumstance. And you can’t do them too often; it’s really expensive to travel in a large group.
It’s always fun to come home to L.A. I can’t say that about too many other places. Coming home to Chicago from abroad always felt like returning to something cold and plain; coming home to South Africa felt lonely.
Still, when my son told me he didn’t really want to go home yet, I understood what he meant. We had an incredible trip together. We made a plan and we executed it, and it mostly worked out the way we hoped.
Positive things: we gave Rhoda Kadalie the memorial she wanted and deserved. We introduced my son to his grandfather, and my kids to other relatives. We gave them a sense of where they came from. It’s theirs.
At the Gardens synagogue, we showed my children the full beauty of their tradition, both architecturally and musically. At Boulders Beach and Aquila Game Reserve, we showed them a glimpse of the beauty of nature.
I met with the publisher of my forthcoming biography of Rhoda, and I visited many of the places I love. I didn’t see all of my friends and relatives, but I saw many of them — including some I hadn’t seen before.
Negative things: we saw South Africa at its worst, in “load shedding,” unable to keep the lights on. There is hope for political change in 2024, if the Democratic Alliance can beat the ANC and lead a new coalition.
But the likeliest coalition is the ANC and the radical EFF, which would doom the country. South Africa is one miracle away from turning things around, and feels like it’s one or two more crises away from total collapse.
My daughter caught a cold; I stepped on a seashell and the wound became infected; my wife and I have spent a fortune on the whole affair. We’re going to be exhausted — and we’ll struggle to get to fireworks.
But regardless, this was a really special trip. I’m amazed, in a way, that I was able to replicate, on a family scale, much of my trip from earlier this year. There’s been a mission each time, and we’ve fulfilled it.
Let me turn my thoughts to the U.S.A. A trip to South Africa invariably makes one grateful for America — and you wonder what people are thinking about in Johannesburg or Cape Town as they see you go back again.
I’m grateful that we will have electricity when we land — or we should, anyway. That’s not a given in South Africa these days. I’ll also be grateful to arrive in midsummer, with warm air and long days and even fireflies.
What makes South Africa and the U.S.A. different? We both have free market economies; we both have bad governments; we both have all kinds of challenges that we don’t exactly know how we are going to face.
South Africa has the gilded cages in which people live — the homes surrounded by electrified fencing, the fear of being robbed, raped, and murdered. But it also has the sense of being part of something important.
What makes the U.S. different: a large middle class, and a conservative media, and an entrepreneurial spirit, and a celebration of the individual; and an inherent reluctance to be forced in any particular ideological path.
I guess that’s what I’ll celebrate tonight, with the fireworks at the local high school, and the hoodlums who shoot firecrackers at my house, and the warmth of the whole place. We’ll rest, and be grateful, for it all.
This week'd portion begins the book of Numbers. Interestingly, the Hebrew name for the book is "In the Desert," not "Numbers." The portion, which happens to be my bar mitzvah portion, focuses almost as much on the names of the princes of each tribe as the number of soldiers it fielded. It also focuses on the configuration of the tribal camps around the central Tabernacle and the Levites.
So why "Numbers" instead of "Names" or "Places"? The numbers are, to be sure, a unique feature of the opening of this Biblical book -- but they are not the focus of the rest of the narrative. The Hebrew focuses on the place where the events in the book take place, because essentially this is the narrative of the Israelites' wanderings from Egypt to Israel, across 40 years. We move from the giving of the Torah and the construction of the Tabernacle in Exodus and Leviticus, to the final valediction of Moses in Deuteronomy -- Bamidbar is the story of wandering that happened in between.
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This week's portion begins with the laws of the Sabbath and the Sabbatical year, and the Jubilee year that restores all land to its original (tribal) owners. It also explores laws of property and labor that will apply in the Land of Israel, and the laws of vows and inheritance.
The Israelites are presented -- not for the last time -- with the essential moral choice that they must face, and the rewards for choosing well, along with the consequences for choosing poorly.
We learn that doing good things will earn God's protection from enemies. That does not mean that victims of terror, God forbid, were sinful. But it does mean that we can respond to evil by committing ourselves to a higher path.
This week's portion describes the major sacrifices that are to be offered by the Jewish people, including those that are offered only by the priestly Kohen class, and physical requirements of the people (men) who serve in that role.
Inter alia, there are interesting commandments -- such as an injection to treat animals with respect and care, first, by letting a mother animal nurse her offspring for a week before being offered in any sacrifice; and second, by refraining from slaughtering an animal and its offspring on the same day.
The commandments regarding animals remind us of the purpose of those regarding human beings: to uphold a divine connection, through ritual.
https://www.chabad.org/library/article_cdo/aid/111878/jewish/Rabbi-Isaac-Luria-The-Ari-Hakodosh.htm