it started with pneumonia in california

Nicole Wang ’22

At the pass of Stonewall, bright things are coming

You’ll see. They all will. Of how worthy you are of loving

Maybe one day, you’ll fall in love; get married; feel like you belong

Maybe one day they won’t take you, sending lightning through your tongue

But your friends are dying of some unknown disease

Your government laughing at your cough-ridden pleas

Their lovelessness  cannot even hold your hand

For fear to catch what they do not understand

How can they touch your skin if you are barred from touching their hearts?

Where do you begin to heal when there is hatred at the start?

They call it the “gay plague”, such one rightfully deserved

“Save Our Children from the Homosexuals”-

 as if you are as toxic as their Suburban dinner bird

To fix you: a dirty bed and an  toxic overdose of AZT 

As they endlessly preach “Moral Majority”

Saying your death is the punishment of the omnipotent 

But the blood is on the hands of Bryant, the Reagans, and the Reverend

 “Silence=Death” take control of the FDA

Because you are human no matter what they say

Sex; your body; your heart was never the problem

And the gone young men will never be forgotten. 

Happy Pride Month.

Get Tested. 

On Inauguration Day

Nicole Wang

On Inauguration Day,

the sky filled space (where existence lies unabashedly present) with blizzarding snow just long enough for the growers to see its relief. The world exhales, throwing away the moldy overfilm, as if to shower down its grievances, making way for sunny, biting, peeled-back renewal, and cautious anticipation. The clouds still remain to remind us all that was left. Built-up and waiting. The universe condenses and waits; everything is consequence, and this snow is the release. I have never before seen such an act of vulnerability. The once-white sky is impulsively removed like a hangnail to reveal the fresh wound of clear day. Naive is a blank word; a mockery of the sweetest part of human nature; even the sky leaves room for hope, despite the callousness of corruption and genteel morality. Today, the Earth responds to the space overtaken in the only way it knows how: unarmored in full radiance and innocence. There is nothing more beautiful. Today will be beautiful. 

Include Jews in Your Activism. It’s That Simple.

Naomi Gould ’22

I need to tell you how much terror I felt on Wednesday, January 6. I shared many people’s fear over the threat to our democracy and the attack on the city I live right outside of. But, I was also terrified because, as I sat glued to the television and social media, I saw pictures of men in shirts that said “Camp Auschwitz,” the Nazi extermination camp that killed over 1.1 million individuals, and “6MWE,” standing for 6 Million Wasn’t Enough, referencing the six million Jews murdered in the Holocaust. I saw a man performing the Nazi salute on the steps of the Capitol building. 

I saw a graduate of the Jewish day school I attend post on his Instagram story to say that Proud Boys were seen in the strip mall by my house. He urged Jews like me to take down anything that may mark our houses as Jewish, such as our mezuzot, a small compartment nailed to our doorposts containing a sacred Jewish text. I sat in fear and refreshed social media to see if they were staying downtown or moving out into the suburbs. 

Considering my alarm, I hoped to see many teens calling out these displays of antisemitism on social media alongside their other activism related to the events. As a result, the utter silence of non-Jews on social media on this issue took me quite by surprise. Understanding that this is merely another occasion of silence from non-Jewish activists, the question is raised of why: Why don’t non-Jews advocate for their Jewish peers in the same way that they do for any other marginalized group? 

In the past few months, I’ve seen quite a few excuses online, and not just from right-wing extremists like those we saw in DC. From the left, I’ve seen some cite how many Jews have enough white privilege and economic privilege that they are not truly harmed by our society. Some are more blatant with their antisemitism, referencing the stereotypes that Jews control the media and the banks to argue that they are a powerful people victimizing themselves for more control. Add this to the ever-present notion that American Jews are partially responsible for the plight of the Palestinian people, and the narrative of Jews being the oppressors rather than the oppressed comes into the limelight. 

Want some proof? A poll on the seemingly now-deleted Twitter account @PoliticalPolls asked “Who’s America’s biggest threat to society?” and the responses were “The Right,” with 51 percent of the vote, and “Jews,” with 36 percent of the vote. “ANTIFA” and “BLM” only had seven and six percent, respectively. 

I could spend the remainder of this article debunking the misinformation I referenced, like how the stereotype of Jews running the banks comes from the fact that medieval lords and kings asked merchant Jews for loans, knowing their Christian citizens could not loan with interest, and when their fiefdoms fell into economic turmoil, the Jews were scapegoated and accused of causing the ruin. I could spend it explaining to you that throughout history, despite appearing white, Jews have been treated as a separate race and persecuted as a result, rendering white supremacy a severe threat to Jews. I could spend it reiterating the pleas of countless American Jews to not blame world Jewry for the actions of the Israeli government, especially as many of us look at our American government with criticism and contempt.

Instead, I want to show you the consequences of not speaking up against antisemitism and countering this misinformation. The FBI reported in their 2019 hate crime statistics that, despite Jews making up only two percent of the US population, over 60 percent of all religious hate crimes were targeted toward Jews, hate crimes against them rising by 14% since 2018. The first nationwide survey of Holocaust knowledge among millennials and Generation Z found that 63 percent of those surveyed did not know that six million Jews perished in the Holocaust, and 10 percent of respondents either denied that the Holocaust occurred or were not sure. 

There are real-world, dangerous consequences to the lack of attention antisemitism receives in the news and on social media, to the excuses of self-proclaimed “intersectional activists” who leave Jews out of said activism. 

So, I challenge you to take action. Please research the history of antisemitism to better understand the strong historical connections to the antisemitic tropes of today– even Britannica or Wikipedia would be enough. Please listen to Jews when we tell you when we say something is antisemitic, rather than promoting the opinion that Jews are merely victimizing themselves. And, lastly, please include Jews in your activism. Raise awareness about occurrences of antisemitism and correct your peers when they make an insensitive comment or joke. 

Antisemitism is pervasive throughout American society, on the right and the left, among the old and the young. We need all the support we can get to combat it.

fear

Bhakti Patel ’22

fear is not the trembling horror of haunted houses and jump-scares
it’s the empty pit of dread that has been festering in my stomach for months
it’s the sobbing terror of my friend finding out of a supreme court nominee that doesn’t believe in her existence
it’s the damning knowledge that the country i was told to love blindly has taken fifty steps backwards for the half step we had taken forwards

and i hold fear in my heart as i write these words, a fear of a reality that is so close i can taste the rotting bitterness, smell the scent of blood
a fear of a repeat of the four year nightmare in which i wake up and check my phone not for “good morning” texts, but for news of death

so no, fear is not the trembling horror of haunted houses and jump-scares
but i’d rather the haunted houses
than live in a future cloaked with the fear i know now.

from my family to yours

Saanvi Nayar ’22

I am second gen, the granddaughter of immigrants who call this country their home, who use English in their local grocery stores and Hindi on the phone with their brothers and sisters 
who make their grandchildren our favorite aloo podi and chai for breakfast on Sunday’s, but love a good slice of Frederici’s pizza,
my immigrant grandparents who have lived in Queens, and Iselin, and Marlboro for 40 years, 
yet will be voting for the first time this election
‘for our children’
they say, for a legacy that lives beyond their own, 
for their business, their freedoms, their pride,
and beyond so,
for a country that has given them the proclaimed American Dream.

They vote because once, long ago, applying to this country with their own hopes and dreams, they were not able to. 

You power as an American. 
Cherish your voice. 
Exercise your vote..for this election, and every hereafter. 
For yourself, and a legacy yet to be written.

mud & water

Saanvi Nayar ’22

she floats mindlessly 

petals strewn across the purified river

divinity coursing through her roots

for she is the standard of beauty

(in all of its subjective glory)

as the bleeding sunshine bellows my name

i regard the lecturing mindset of my skin 

(too dark, too dirty, not pretty)

the mindset timelessly bolstered by my culture 

for in mockery

they spew bleaching products on their shelves and yet

expect me to follow in embrace

for in ignorance 

they cast fair-complexioned actors in their films

modeling the same fabrics buried in my closet on the skins

of white, of light, of superior women.

she floats consciously, 

more conflicted than ever,

teetering on the untaught insight of embracing a culture

that does not offer the same embrace back

and, so, she reminds herself

that the lotus,

with divinity coursing through her roots,

blossoms in water and mud alike.

for in the mud of a scornful culture

(too dark, too dirty, not pretty

embracing, untaught,  and unloved) – 

the bleeding sunshine drenches my rich brown skin

for i revolutionize the standard of beauty,

idiosyncratically crafting my own.

the pursuit of happiness

Bhakti Patel ’22

“life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness” 
the very ideals this country was founded upon
            mean nothing to us now
did “life” not apply to the  native americans
            displaced from their home by colonizers who sought to satiate their greed,
            demonized as savages because they did not conform to the white man’s standard?
did “liberty” mean nothing for the slaves
            stolen away from their lives and forced to work for the white man,
            torn away from their families and given no compensation?
does “pursuit of happiness” not apply
            if we are not rich-white-straight-cis men?
forgive me, america, for  i am not your poster child
i am the rioters in the streets, screaming for the change that we need
because when thomas jefferson penned “life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness”
he did not mean for it to apply to sally hemmings
because when the constitutional convention met to write the founding document
they did not mean for it to protect anyone different from themselves
because when i sit in my u.s. history 1 classroom and learn about the “great founding fathers”
i am deathly aware that they did not fight with my freedom in mind
so fuck you, america.
           fuck your lies, your false promises, your skyscrapers built on hypocrisy
           fuck your glorification of our founders; they are not the gods you told me they were
unlike you, when i say “life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness,” 
i mean it.