I try not to write about a fellow columnist, but I need to make an exception. As has been documented in this paper, Warren Hecht and I have been good friends despite our deep political divide.
But I feel my friend went a step too far, even for him, this last week.
At Gila’s l’vayah, someone came up to me and said that I never spoke about all of Gila’s accomplishments. Of course, I was in awe of her philanthropic endeavors, her myriad acts of chesed, her volunteer projects, and political activism. To me, her most important role was being my friend. Gila and I met over 34 years ago when our daughters were in playgroup. We immediately connected. We shared a common background in that we both grew up in traditional homes but became Orthodox at a later stage. It wasn’t just our backgrounds that solidified our friendship; it was our ability through the years to read each other’s minds and finish each other’s thoughts.
Oh no! Here come the gas stove police! (Not to be confused with the Paw Patrol, kids.) They are followed by the blech patrol, the cholent cops, and finally the crockpot inspectors. Is this why Kathy Hochul was elected governor of New York? I wonder how many meals she cooks in her Albany mansion. Perhaps she should be more concerned about smoke shops opening, or crime on the streets and subways, or the outrageous price of eggs. She, instead, is every balabusta’s worst nightmare.
Appalling! Ourageous! No jokes today! I was outraged by the sympathetic tone used by Shabsie Saphirstein while reporting on the KGH daycare blaze. By “sympathetic,” I mean his description of the owner of the house and the daycare provider.
Queens Jewish Link readers are rightly deeply concerned about increasing incidents of anti-Semitism. A powerful, simple way to show our Jewish communal response will be on Tuesday, January 31, at 9 a.m., when Matthew Mahrer and Christopher Brown are due in New York State Supreme Court, Criminal Term, 111 Centre Street, Manhattan, room 733, before Judge Diane Kiesel.