Josh Feigelson

What If We Renamed Identity Politics, ‘Humility Politics?’

During a recent encounter on social media, a friend of mine, who is a brilliant professor at a leading American law school, was trying to think about two legal stories in the news media: Donald Trump’s statement that the judge in a civil case against him should recuse himself because of his Mexican heritage; and calls for the removal of a judge who gave a short sentence to Brock Turner, a Stanford University student convicted of rape.

What’s Here, and What Isn’t? On Questions, Suspicion, and Faith

Years ago, just after I graduated rabbinic school, I remember being at a training retreat for Hillel student interns. These were students who had not previously been involved in Jewish life on campus, and who were recruited to be part of a cohort that would deepen their own connection with Jewish life while engaging their peers in Jewish experiences.

The Big Questions of Baseball

“[Baseball] breaks your heart. It is designed to break your heart. The game begins in the spring, when everything else begins again, and it blossoms in the summer, filling the afternoons and evenings, and then as soon as the chill rains come, it stops and leaves you to face the fall all alone. You count on it, rely on it to buffer the passage of time, to keep the memory of sunshine and high skies alive, and then just when the days are all twilight, when you need it most, it stops.”

A Listening Heart: Nurturing a Citizenship of Mutual Responsibility

The move from you to we introduces a whole new set of considerations into a Big Question. It’s risky, because some people might see that question and say, “Hey, I’m not part of your we! I never consented to being part of your group!” In the culture of distrust many of us inhabit, we may look at a question directed at ‘we’ and, out of habit, become suspicious: Who is the asker of this question? What big interest—corporate, government, or otherwise—is manipulating me? Who presumes to make me a part of their group? Nobody else can speak for me. I’m not part of anyone’s we, and certainly if I didn’t give my consent.