Recently, a Jewish lesbian feminist and red diaper baby came to visit me. She lives in Berkeley and spent many years before that in Eugene, Oregon. She visited Israel for the first time last year, loved it, and made the fatal error of telling her friends all about it.
Conversations ended abruptly. Dinner parties ground to a halt. Friendships–many with prominent Jewish, Israeli, and feminist leftists–soon followed. She’s been reading, hard, ever since, found my work, came to visit.
Let me share just one of her anecdotes…
