The Boxing Rabbi Remembers the Hurricane

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Rubin “Hurricane” Carter died earlier today, April 20, 2014.  He was a contender for middleweight champion of the world when corrupt cops in NJ put him in prison for a crime he did not commit.  He educated himself in prison, redeemed his life and eventually gained his freedom. His case eventually gained national attention and shined a light on a New Jersey judicial system that had become corrupt and racist.   May his memory be for a blessing.

Let All Who Are Hungry Come and be Exploited

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Being the Boxing Rabbi means that I only train in authentic boxing gyms.  No upscale health clubs for me.  Currently, I train in a gritty part of Orange, NJ, about 25 minutes from my home.  Orange is part of the decaying sprawl that begins in Newark, and ends abruptly in the gilded communities of Short Hills, West Orange, and Livingston.

Every morning on my way to the gym, I pass an intersection that is lined with decaying and closed storefronts.  Milling in front of the shuttered buildings are dozens, sometimes hundreds of Latino men, dressed in work clothes, vying for the few hardscrabble jobs that day.  Every so often a contractor’s truck drives up, workers dash to the window, and after a few minutes a couple of men pile in and drive off.  There is often a cop on the next block, but whether due to laziness, corruption, or compassion he does nothing to halt this activity.

Yesterday, I witnessed something that still disturbs me.  As I was idling in traffic, a powder blue late model Jaguar XK pulled up to the curb in front of the men.  A middle-aged blonde woman leaned over and beckoned to a few of the men.  After some talk, two of them got in the car and drove off.  Clearly, one of the affluent residents of a nearby town decided to cut out the middleman and simply hire  day workers herself.  How thrifty!  How clever!  How her husband must beam with pride as she boasts of driving over to the rough part of town and saving themselves a few bucks by hiring the gardener herself!  Just like those contractors!

This is America in 2014.  A small percentage  enjoy lives beyond imagination, excellent education, food and healthcare, while so many labor in poverty and hardship, with little hope of advancement. There is no indication that anything will change soon.  At the Passover we say, “Let All who are Hungry Come and Eat”.  In America we say,  “Let all who are hungry, come and be exploited”

Of Scripture and (infra-Structure)

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Most progressive thinking Jews would agree that the opening verses of this week’s Torah portion are, at best, troubling.  We are taught than when a woman gives birth she is immediately ritually unclean, and then isolated for 33 days (if the child is a boy) or 66 days (if a girl).

Further, when the mother is permitted to return to normal life, she is required to bring a “sin” offering to the Temple.  What could possibly be the “sin” connected to child-birth?  The commentators agree- she may have gotten overly emotional during the trauma of birth and made a rash vow never to have sex with her husband again-hence, the sin offering to atone.

We moderns scoff at the primitive notions of our ancestors.  How dare they suggest that women become too emotional, and thereby need to be “punished”?  Obviously, our tradition is dated, irrelevant, and offensive.

Yesterday, Gov. Christie released his internal investigation of the GW Bridge matter, which he claims fully exonerates him of any wrongdoing.  Indeed, most of the blame is placed on the lone woman, Bridget Kelly.  Further, it is insinuated that it was because Ms. Kelly was in an uncertain “emotional state of mind” due to a breakup with a boyfriend that somehow provoked her to act on behalf of her boss.  It was her “emotions” and state of mind that caused her to “sin”.   Mazal Tov to Gov Christie and his Attorney Randy Mastro (whom my tax dollars paid) for actually making a connection between the Torah portion and “Bridge-gate”.

Worry about the other man’s wallet and your own soul

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Recently, former Vice Presidential candidate Paul Ryan made headlines for his criticism of government funded school lunch programs for children.  Making an impassioned argument against the food assistance programs supported by the Obama Administration, he said that “the left may be offering full stomachs but they are creating empty souls”.

I was immediately reminded of the teaching of Rabbi Israel Salanter of Lithuania (d.1883) the founder of the Musar movement.  In addition to many other famous teachings, this is one of his most well known:  “Too many people show great concern  about their own prosperity and the souls of other men.  Better to be concerned  about your own soul, and the prosperity of your fellow man”.


To which I say, Amen

It’s not the gun-it’s the control

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I have admitted on this blog that the Boxing Rabbi likes to occasionally go target shooting.  Ever since I was a kid I have enjoyed the shooting sports and I still go to the range every so often.  People have the right to responsibly own and use weapons.

However, the spate of shootings in our country cries out for remedies, and it seems clear to me that there is a clear one.  There has been a dramatic rise in applications for so called “concealed carry” permits.  The number of people who own smaller weapons designed for hidden carry and use has skyrocketed.  In addition, there seems to be a “personal defense” craze in this country.  Turn on the television and witness shows like “Personal Defense TV” and “Tactical Shooting” and you will see earnest hosts trying to convince people that there are threats everywhere, and the only safe response is armed carry and quick shooting.  (by the way, every TV host is identified as a “former special forces operator”, which suggests that the number of special forces soldiers must equal the entire Indian Army).  Every gun range now offers classes such as “Urban Defense” and “Room Clearing for Beginners” often taught by barely qualified instructors.  I once was at a range while some poor souls shelled out hundreds of bucks for so-called instructors to yell out “Threat! Threat!” as they unholstered their weapons and poured fire downrange. 

Is it any surprise that there seems to be a steep rise in middle aged white men  shooting one another (or others) for the crime of wandering in their backyard or playing music too loud?  Everything now is “Threat!” Threat!”    Recently a respected gun writer was terminated from employment from a gun magazine for suggesting that concealed carry permit holders receive mandatory training.

Even the most ardent gun proponents make fun privately of so called “mall ninjas” who wander about with hidden weapons and tactical gear galore, like they are on a special ops rather than buying something at Sunglass Hut. 

Time to require concealed carry holders to get real training in the use of their deadly weapon. 

Sermon Martin Luther King Jr Commemoration Service 2014 Rabbi Doug Sagal


Sermon for Martin Luther King Jr. Day, 2014


I want to begin by expressing my gratitude to the Martin Luther King Jr. Association for allowing us the great privilege of hosting this annual event, as well as the enormous and humbling privilege of being allowed to share a few thoughts on this significant occasion; an event of even greater significance as we mark fifty years since the mare on Washington.


I also want to mention that members of my team, Rabbi Smiley, Cantor Novick and Mike Kenny, our building supervisor, are with twenty of our local high school students in the Ninth Ward in New Orleans, spending this weekend remembering Dr. King by working to restore homes in that still ravaged area.  They are also engaged in fellowship with a number of New Orleans churches with whom we have built a relationship.  This is the seventh year in a row that students from Temple Emanu-El have chosen to spend the King weekend in New Orleans and we are justifiably proud of them and the work they are doing in memory of Dr. King.


Now I want to begin this afternoon by mentioning that in the synagogue, we are currently reading from the Book of Exodus, specifically the portion of the Book of Exodus that deals with Moses’ ascent to the top of Mount Sinai.  I am sure that many of you are familiar with this well-known story.  Moses, accompanied by his servant, Joshua, ascends the mountain; the people gathered at the foot of the mountain are granted the awesome privilege of hearing the voice of the Lord, as God proclaims the commandments to all humanity.  That’s right as the Jewish tradition sees it.  The commandments spoken by God are available for all humanity, not just the ancient Israelites at the foot of the mountain.  The Bible simply says, “And God spoke all these words”.  The Ten Commandments are not addressed to some people, but to all people who might listen.  Not just the leaders of the people, the elite of the people, but to poor and the oppressed.  Not just to men, but to the women as well.  Not just to the adults, but to the children.  Not just to one race, but to all races, setting out the blueprint for a just and equitable society in which all persons are granted the right to rest from their labors, to protection under the law, to a system of justice that strives for justice.  This is not meant for some people, but for all people.  God spoke all these words not to one person, not to one people, but to all people.


That is at least how our tradition understands it.  Now this moment on the mountain, the moment of hearing God’s voice, was the highest moment ever for a people and their God.  A people gathered in community, hearing the voice, feeling the presence of their God and imprinting God’s words on their hearts and souls.  Never again, would the Israelite community have such a moment of spiritual and moral rapture and perfection; and of course, you know what happens next.  Moses descends the mountain with the tablets written with God’s own hand and sees the people dancing around the golden calf; and he smashes the tablets to pieces.  But what does Moses do?  After his anger and his sadness begin to fade, he begins to climb again.  He ascends again, despite the failure and the setback, he ascends again.  But this time, the climb is even more difficult because he climbs alone – Joshua is not with him.  This time the climb is even more difficult because he is climbing with the taste of defeat and disappointment and despair in his mouth.  This time the climb is even more difficult because he is forced to cover ground he has already conquered to life himself over obstacles that he has already mastered.  He knows the bitterness of having to climb over the same ground again, but onward he climbs; onward he climbs until once again he has the precious tablets in his hands.


I think this story is instructive to us.  Today, fifty years after the march on Washington and forty six years after the death of Dr. King; because looking back on those astonishing years, we realize that Dr. King and those who fought and marched at his side had conquered a mountain – climbed insurmountable obstacles; known every manner of suffering, including death and martyrdom, and yet they emerged from their climb up that mountain with precious rewards in their hands.  The Voting Rights Act, the crumbling of open segregation and legal discrimination; no longer would the law support condemnation of one race to inferiority. 


We emerged from the climb with the insistence that our society would no longer accept the presence of people living in lifelong poverty in the midst of wealth and bounty.  Dr. King and those at his side, climbed long and they climbed hard, but they emerged cradling tangible gains.  But then our society chose to build the Golden Calf; chose to worship at the altar of wealth and money and power.  To choose to ignore the poor and serve only the wealthy and the politically connected.


We have created a society in which the gap between the rich and poor is wider than it has ever been in our history; wider than it is in most industrialized nations.  We have decided to create a society in which the chances of a poor person breaking out of their poverty is less than it has ever been in our history as a nation.  We have created a society in which over 20 million children go to bed hungry every night.  If 20 million children decided not to recite the Pledge of Allegiance tomorrow, we would be outraged, but 20 million children go to bed hungry and no one says a word.


We are creating a society where more and more of our elected representatives feel empowered and free to say that the reason people are poor is that they are lazy and don’t understand the virtue of hard work.  What nerve – what chutzpah – to hear this from congressmen who work about an average of what – 100 days a year?


We have created a society where in many states, it is now harder for a poor person or a college student, or an older person to vote than it was just a few years ago.  We are creating a society where the Supreme Court has said there is no more racism, therefore, no more need for voter protection.  We are creating a society, where open hatred of a black president, hatred couched in racial terms is now acceptable and common. 


I’m not saying that life in America is worse than it was in 1963 or 1964.  My father is from the south, and he tells me time and again, that I cannot even begin to conceive what life was like.  He has said to me, “Son, until you have seen a water fountain or a movie entrance marked ‘coloreds only’, you cannot know”. 


I am saying that as a society, having stood at the mountain and heard the call for justice and equality, heard it clearly and unmistakably, we allowed our society to build the golden calf, and now we have to climb the mountain again – and yes, as part of that climb, we have to surmount the same obstacles we thought that we had already conquered so long ago:

The right to vote freely.

The right to live without the curse of prejudice and discrimination.

The right to better ourselves economically.

The idea that we are all equal under the law, regardless of the wealth we possess, or the political influence that we have bought.

So 50 years after the March on Washington, 46 years after Dr. King declared “That I have been to the Mountaintop and seen The Promised Land”

50 years later we have to climb again, and in some ways, the climb will be harder because we have tasted bitterness and setback, and we have seen obstacles painfully surmounted become obstacles again in our path.


But we will make it to the top because we know what awaits us at the summit – the same thing that awaited Dr. King.  The reality of a country which truly lives by its creed, that all are created equal, that all are treated as equals, and that justice serves every person with impartiality and fairness, and that we learn to see one another as equal children of God. 


I want to end with a story told by the Holocaust survivor Elie Weisel, who tells of a man who goes to the wicked city of Nineveh, and he walks the streets of Nineveh every day with a sign that says repent of your wickedness.  And one day, a group of Ninevites come to him and says why do you walk, don’t you know that you will never change them.  And he says “I know – I walk now, so that they will never change me”.  So, even when the mountain seems impassable, climb anyway, if only so you will not change.  Even when the obstacles in your path seem too great, climb anyway, so you will not change.  Even when the rocks and precipices are frightening and seem too high –

Climb anyway, so you will not change.

Climb anyway, and we will not change and we will reach the summit.

Climb anyway, and we shall overcome.

This thing you are doing is not right


It was the most scathing criticism that Moses had received from his inner circle.  After delivering the Jews from Egypt, Jethro, father in law of Moses, upbraids him for his style of leadership.  “This thing you are doing is not right”, Jethro says. (Ex 18:17).  Moses, chastened, changes his ways.

Is there anyone in America that still believes that our elected leaders work on behalf of “the people”?  They work to enrich their friends, their donors and sponsors, and most of all, themselves.  Governor Christie is more obvious about it, but the truth his that his patronage style of politics is endemic both locally and nationally and consumes both parties.  Our national press fawns and flatters, eager for both access and the wealth (and book deals and TV time ) that come with access.  Those who still have a vestige, a smattering of conscience justify their acquiescence in a thoroughly corrupt system by rationalizing that this is the way the game is played, and after all, we have to provide for our families, don’t we? 

Yet because of the partisan tribalism and eagerness for spoil and access that dominates our nation, no one is willing to be a Jethro and simply say, “This thing you are doing is not right”.