Melody Niv

Organizing hubs such as Swing Left make it easy to write letters and partake in remote, grassroots activities aiding Democratic candidates in swing states.

The Jewish mom is a fascinating creature. Often found in the kitchen, she can make any room her territory. The preferred source of sustenance is her children’s smiles.

Here’s a list of binge-worthy political shows to get you excited about making your voice heard.

Some of us identify primarily by our zodiac sign. Others identify most closely with their love of pizza. I cling to many identities, but I cling primarily to my Jewishness.

Mass shootings have become the new normal. We constantly decry these shootings, yet allow the pattern to persist. One difference in this shooting, though, was that it was a direct attack on a community I am part of.

Recently, I participated in a Herculean battle unlike any other, filled with tears and copious amounts of coffee. It was a momentous occasion in history — it was a Facebook fight.

It’s evident — I’m conflicted, caught between my liberal side and my Israeli heritage. At times, it feels like they can’t peacefully coexist.

After almost two decades of trying and failing to have boys in vinyl record and vintage bookshops notice me, I convinced myself that the boys simply didn’t like me because I was too much for them to handle.

What’s whiter than a 4-month-old jar of mayonnaise? An Ashkenazi Jew. It’s always amusing when people express their shock that I, a woman paler than Casper the Friendly Ghost, am ethnically Middle Eastern.

It’s true that some aspects of cultural or ethnic identity are integral to who you are. I don’t think I would be wholly me if I weren’t Jewish. But I can reference my Judaism and have that serve as one of my key characteristics without making that my sole identifier.