Want to Occupy Shabbat in your community? Here’s how to get started!
Start planning a week in advance.
Decide whether you want to do Kabbalat Shabbat and a potluck dinner, or just a potluck dinner.
Check in with your local occupation’s relevant working groups to make sure you won’t be creating a disturbance and find a good location to hold your event. Aim for a place that’s relatively quiet and decently lit at night.
Create an online sign-up sheet where people can volunteer to take on responsibilities for different pieces of the service or dinner. We recommended either Google Docs or Etherpad.
For Kabbalat Shabbat:
Determine what kind of service you want to have. Aim for the highest level of inclusivity as possible according to the needs of your community.
Aim for gender neutrality – welcoming people of all genders to lead and participate in services, without division.
You will want to find experienced volunteers to lead services – preferably one for Kabbalat Shabbat and one for Maariv.
If you expect a larger crowd, you may want to have several people with strong voices supporting the service leader.
If you need help learning the liturgy, check out Siddur Audio.
You may want to bring extra siddurim (prayer books), kippot/yarlmulkes, and instruments (if applicable) for those that do not have or who forget to bring their own.
For Shabbat dinner:
You will need volunteers to say the blessings over grape juice and challah, as well as birkat hamazon (grace after meals).
Make sure that potluck participants sign-up to bring a kiddush cup, grape juice, challah, a challah cover, water for people to wash with, a towel for hand drying, and some bentshers (prayerbooks containing grace after meals and Shabbat songs). You will also need bags for trash and recycling.
If it will be cold and/or wet outside, consider bringing a folding table.
Try to ensure an even mix of appetizers, entrees and desserts.
Encourage people to bring either their own reusable plates and utensils from home, or biodegradable plates, utensils and napkins to share with others. Don’t forget serving utensils!
For either Kabbalat Shabbat or Shabbat dinner:
You should find someone to give a d’var tzdek – a short Torah teaching that connects the efforts of the Occupy Wall Street movement back to either the current Torah portion or to Jewish values more broadly. Check out AJWS’s website for ideas.
Create a Facebook, Tumblr or Eventbrite page calling for a Kabbalat Shabbat service and/or Shabbat potluck dinner at your local occupation.
Set the start-time for shortly after sundown.
Specify the location where you’ll be meeting.
Be sure to include the link to your volunteer sign-up sheet.
Consider having an email sign-up sheet the day of your event for people who are comfortable writing on Shabbat. Try to have a clipboard handy.
If your event is a success, consider building on the momentum by setting up an Occupy Judaism Facebook or Google group for your local community. Use the group to plan future actions: those that bring more Jews out to your local occupation and those that bring the values of the occupation back to your Jewish community.
Consider having members of your group join the working group at your local occupation that deals with outreach to the spiritual/religious community.
Have your group’s key organizers join the Occupy Judaism National Working Group (which is far less daunting than it sounds). Email us at info at occupyjudaism dot org.
Four YM contributors were at that historic first OWS Shabbat, as was musician David Peel who you might remember from such classic albums like Have a Marijuana, The Pope Smokes Dope, Santa Claus Rooftop Junkie, King of Punk, Death to Disco, John Lennon for President, Anarchy in New York City, Up Against the Wall, Legalize Marijuana, Long Live the Grateful Dead and Marijuana Christmas among many others. Dude isn’t even Jewish.
This “drug problem” is especially evident in a line of tarps along the Northwestern edge of the encampment that some refer to as “skid row.” Pointing in its direction from the street, a uniform cop tells a bystander, “most of the problems come from this area.” Weaving through the section on Tuesday night, zonked-looking faces were all around. But I was still surprised when a longhaired skel with facial tattoos sucker-punch a girl in the face while the rest of their “camp” (people living in a tarp) sat by coolly. When a black protester swooped in with shouts of “no violence, no violence”—as the woman threw accusations at her assailant to the tune that he had stolen “from the dog jar to shoot dope ” and had “stuck his dick in [her]”—you might have expected him to make a run for it. Instead he held his ground, whining indignantly to a small gathering crowd, “where the fuck did this home-bum come from?” adding counter-accusations that the girl he had punched was the one “hitting people.”
ANIMAL New York and NY Daily News look at the dark side of Zuccotti Park. It’s a real concern but the “movement” shouldn’t be wholly smeared by these select unsavory stories. At least #OWS has given them a home and they’re not on YOUR street corner, right? And look, the NYPD are telling drunks all over the city to "take it to Zuccotti." To servicey and protect!
Maybe it seemed irrational at the time, but it sure doesn’t now. Last weekend, in the Central Maryland landscape where we were both raised, Holly and I had a Quaker wedding ceremony in the neighbor’s horse field next to her family’s massive barn. After that truly magical service, which brought tears to my eyes without the aid of musical accompaniment, over 300 friends and family members reconvened back on Good Fellowship Farm to listen to DJ Kevin Barker’s smooth-and-groovy tunes, eat too much yummy food (deviled eggs, crab dip, pig, lamb, chicken, broccoli, ice cream sandwiches, homemade cake!), drink too much yummy alcohol, and watch a spectacle of friends and family members being the best wedding band ever (my 8-year-old niece singing Taylor Swift, my sister Carol singing Fleetwood Mac, my dad singing Galway Bay, Holly’s sister Susanna and her friend Brianna singing “The Book of Love” acapella, and my longtime buds Ben Crum, Craig Ceravalo, David Wingo, and Jamey Huggins playing a set of ten of our very favorite Teenage Fanclub songs). After that, Holly’s brother’s band rocked the house, and DJ’s Randy Kim and Grellan Harty unleashed a dance party that caused Holly’s dad and his brothers to install temporary support beams under the floor of the barn. Then came the fireworks—I’m not talking bottle rockets, I’m talking like Actual Massive Fireworks!—and the glorious site of my wife in her beautiful wedding dress and grandmother’s fancy mink coat standing in a manure pit and lighting a pile of wood that shouldn’t be lit on fire. And then one S’more to make my wish list complete.
IndieWIRE is retiring some of their blogs by infrequent posters so my friend Mike Tully, who started there in 2004, packed as much as he could into the last post of his first blogging gig. He’s still writing about film stuff at Hammer to Nail.
Occupy Wall Street needs your help to survive through the cold weather. If you’re in the area, please bring these items by the Comfort area. If you’re not and would still like to help, you can ship items to:
Occupy Wall Street 118A Fulton St. Box 205 New York, NY 10038
Occupy Wall Street Winter needs
insulated gloves, wool hats, scarves
long underwear / smart wool thermal socks
hand warmers, foot warmers
waterproof boots in all sizes
disposable shoe covers
all weather sub-thermal sleeping bags
insulating tents; foam padding for inside of tents
A Brooklyn woman who was shot in the leg and then detained for five days by NYPD officers who demanded that she confess her shooter’s identity is now suing the city.
Takesha Griffin, 35, of Brownsville, announced Thursday with her attorney Sanford Rubenstein that she plans to sue the city for $5 million for her ordeal, during which she was left handcuffed and helpless, urinating and menstruating on herself in front of male prisoners, she claims. Well-known Court Street attorney Rubenstein said yesterday that a Notice of Claim was filed with the city earlier this week.
Police were urging Griffin to confess that it was the same male friend who drove her to the hospital who had also shot her, which Griffin said was a “lie” and an experience like “The Twilight Zone.”
Griffin says she suffered emotional trauma and mental anguish as well as a loss of earnings capacity due to the incident.
Surely, you didn’t really mean to call the Ralph Lauren-clad man, or phenomenon, or epiphenomenonal formation known as The Hipster Cop “The Hipster Cop,” right? While there is a certain irony in the term “hipster”—i still use hepcat myself, but whatever—coming to simply mean “a male human being with something of an aesthetic sense,” I believe the far more appropriate, if cachet/SEO-deficient, sobriquet would be “The Dandy Cop,” as an interest in fine tailoring is, if certainly minoritarian (1%, if you will), certainly not oppositional or counter-cultural even in the West Bushwick sense. It’s important that you use the right words, because sometimes I read you on devices that don’t show the picture properly.
Not to engage in slippery slopeism, but i am haunted, above all, by a near-future dystopia in which even GQ and other fine publications start throwing around “philistine” and “dilettante” interchangeably, when in fact the opposition between the two—like that between the bourgeoisie and the (real) nobility—is basically the foundation of everything we know, and experience, and should care about.
(In case you didn’t know, he’s worked with Fugazi, Black Flag, Ice-T, Dead Kennedys, Minor Threat, Misfits, Bad Brains, Beastie Boys, Run-DMC, KRS-1, Public Enemy, skateboarders Tony Alva, Jay Adams and Stacy Peralta, among others.)
The pair are roommates and work at standing desks on the mezzanine of their sunny Brooklyn apartment. Music is prohibited; Ms. Ray prefers to work with her headphones plugged in but no music playing, she told Betabeat, in order to feel connected to her computer.
Jesus fucking Christ. The Loutallica album isn’t that bad.
I am truly sorry for offending anyone in any way. I never meant to. It was a poor choice of words on my part in an effort to explain a feeling. I understand there is no comparison and I am very regretful. In an effort to correct my lack of judgment, please accept my heartfelt apology.
Sincerely, Johnny Depp
I wish more people would make these kinds of apologies.
Introduce 3rd and 4th graders to the world of robotics! Volunteers will use Lego WeDo kits to build and program robots. Software and activity guides are provided. No experience is necessary. (Saturdays, 9:30 - 11:00 a.m.: 6 volunteers; 6 session commitment through February)
Seriously, why aren’t you volunteering with NY Cares?