Ted Roberts – The Scribbler on the Roof

If I were Pope

By TED ROBERTS, the SCRIBBLER ON THE ROOF

Science, culture, civilization – call it what you will – has conquered the flames of faith. Can anyone doubt this? How many of us who will end up in Heaven or Hell continue to believe in a world to come?

Two of...
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Tu B’Shevat Time

By TED ROBERTS, the SCRIBBLER ON THE ROOF

Tu B’Shevat, Tu B’Shevat,

I like you a lot.

Tu B’Shevat.

No tears, no fasting.

Only wonder at G-d’s plot.

Tu B’Shevat, degraded, diminished, and deluded by Rosh Hashanah, Yom Kippur, and Pesach, as we all know, is the New Year of...
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Black Friday

By TED ROBERTS, the SCRIBBLER ON THE ROOF

Why do they call it Black Friday? This Friday after Thanksgiving, when drunk with turkey parts and cranberry sauce, we run out of the house and into the nearest retailer of whatever strikes our fancy. But why Black Friday? Why not Bright...
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Pillars of Judaism

By TED ROBERTS, the SCRIBBLER ON THE ROOF

Some say that Judaism stands, in order of sanctity, on the bedrock of the Ten Commandments complimented by the Torah and the Talmud. The Decalogue – those two stone tablets that Moses carried down the mountaintop – is the foundation stone. It’s about deeds,...
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The Birth of Music

By TED ROBERTS, the SCRIBBLER ON THE ROOF

Well, it was the end of the sixth day. The job was done. Finished. So, He rested. What a beautiful world He had made. And not surprisingly everything worked. His laws of physics, gravity, and nature meshed as neatly as the heaven...
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Women and doctors

By TED ROBERTS, the SCRIBBLER ON THE ROOF

What is it about Jewish women and doctors? Why doesn’t the typical mother want her daughter to marry a physicist or a Talmudic scholar or a Google executive? No, it’s always a doctor. Maybe it’s like the 10,000 mothers who dream of...
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Observations on a wacky world

By TED ROBERTS, the SCRIBBLER ON THE ROOF

Isn’t it strange that out of the millions of words on TV ranting about the Russian move into Syria – the pro Assad airstrikes – not one dealt with the greater peril, the obvious danger posed to an Israeli strike at the...
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Those low-rent Sinai booths

By TED ROBERTS, the SCRIBBLER ON THE ROOF It’s a big mitzvah, you know, to “dwell in booths for seven days”. That’s what they tell us in Leviticus: Chapter 23. As usual, we’re at the mercy of the translation.

It doesn’t mean “booths” like phone booths or kissing booths. It...
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‘Sorry’ is not enough

By TED ROBERTS, the SCRIBBLER ON THE ROOF

Christianity and Judaism have many customs and symbolism in common. Naturally, as the aphorism states, the child does not stray far from the mother. We both take vows to repair our character. But in one area we grossly diverge; the proclamation of...
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Fried chicken!

By TED ROBERTS, the SCRIBBLER ON THE ROOF

All went well in my young, southern life until my boss recited a suspicious speech to me about the beauties of Boston. As a gentle postscript to his tirade, he underlined that my bi-weekly paycheck wouldn’t continue unless I relocated to this...
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