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OPENING PANEL REMARKS August 21, 2004
By Yeshi Sherover Neumann
Intro: I have been a peace activist since I joined my first demo at age 13
for a Sane Nuclear Policy, I have been a midwife for 33 years and have
caught over 1000 babies, some of whom are in this room. Currently I am a
member of Bay Area Women In Black.
Because this conference is dedicated to Ricky Sherover Marcuse and because I
am her sister I would like to offer this story about us and our
relationship.
Ricky was the first-born child of a first generation Russian Jewish mother
and an immigrant Polish Jewish Father. In 1988 she died of breast cancer.
She was 50 years old and had led a life of passionate dedication to social
justice. Ricky was a red diaper baby who as an adult combined the study of
Marx and the Frankfurt school of philosophy, especially Herbert Marcuse,
with the world wide peer counseling practice of Re Evaluation counseling to
develop her international workshops in eliminating racism, sexism, classism,
anti Semitism and all other forms of social oppression.
Ricky named her work, " the emancipatory practice of subjectivity". She
believed it was not a substitute for political practice or theory but an
essential component in the achievement of full human emancipation. One
measure of the success of such a practice, she said, would be the extent to
which it enabled people to act in cooperation with each other in achieving
our communal goals of liberation.
Ricky believed that the struggle for personal and communal liberation were
intricately linked. As her sister I have an intimate idea of where that
struggle lay for her.
Two days before she died Ricky called me to her bedside and with a terror
and desperation pleaded with me to do something for her: Of course I said
immediately bounding over to her, willing to do anything. She asked me to
promise that I would continue the fabrication she had created as a young
adult that of the two of us she was the younger sister. In fact she was 2
years older. She was convinced and had convinced me that somehow that
fabrication was necessary for her survival. My role as her actual younger
sister was to protect her in this fiction, to be fiercely loyal and not
betray her. I did this for 30 years. My job became particularly challenging
in the last ten years of her life when she moved to my community and lived
across the street from me in Oakland. When my friends, knowing I had an
older sister, questioned me I would mumble and keep the lie going or quickly
change the subject. The thought of "betraying" Ricky was inconceivable.
Many of you may be wondering WHY did Ricky insist on living out this
fabrication? Hiding who we really are is one of the key ways that Anti
Jewish oppression has been internalized in us as Jews. Ricky was born in
1938, when to be a Jew was in fact to be in danger of extermination. Our own
mother whose parents came to America to flee the anti-Jewish Russian pogroms
insisted until the day she died that she was not a Jew.
So Ricky, and I both learned all too well that it was not safe to be or show
who you actually are. The lesson Ricky learned in our family was that there
was not enough love, attention or room for 2 sisters. And that it was far
better to be the new adorable younger sister rather than the older difficult
one. Her lie was the best strategy she could figure out to resist being
displaced.
In that moment 2 days before her death when Ricky asked me never to tell her
secret I climbed into bed with her, held her in my arms listened to her
fears but then said "No. From now on" I said "I will tell the truth about
our relationship. You are safe to be who you really are," I told her "You do
not need this fiction for your survival in rest of your life or after you
die".
I felt Ricky take a deep breath and in that moment we were both set free.
Did I betray Ricky and myself when I said No to her plea? Or had I been
betraying us both for those past 30 years? Am I betraying Ricky now by
telling this story?
For me this story is about the way our unhealed grief and terror interferes
with our accurate perception of reality, of what is really necessary for our
survival as individuals and as a people. As Jews are we betraying the Jewish
people when we say NO to the narrative that our survival depends on acting
out of more and more fear of being annihilated in an ever increasingly
brutal occupation of the Palestinian people? Or are we betraying our
historic tradition as Jews, our mandate of "tikkun olam" the healing of the
world, when we act as if our own survival requires the dispossession and
destruction of another people? , Or that criticism of Israel is treason?
On the other hand can we expect that our criticism of Israel’s actions can
change the hearts and minds of our sister and brother Jews if we continue to
shout at them from across the room instead of metaphorically climbing into
bed with them and putting our arms around them, as we listen to their fears
but refuse to go along when they ask us to act on the basis of those fears.
Ricky spent over 1/2 of her life developing a practice of liberation that
encouraged every person and every group of people to take up their rightful
place in the world. She worked exuberantly and irreverently for all people
to have a place at the table. Yet Ricky herself embodied the dialectic which
she studied and taught, that we who are engaged in working to achieve full
human emancipation will ourselves be "contaminated with the toxins of
domination" or what has come to be called internalized oppression. Although
she was fervently dedicated to the flourishing of both Jewish and
Palestinian people, until the last moments of her own life she struggled
with one of the core issues of internalized Jewish oppression, the
misinformation that there was no place for her. She didn’t know that there
was room at the table for both an older sister as well as a younger one.
What if we honored Ricky’s legacy at this conference by making more space at
the table rather than less, space for all the different ones of us here.
The ones who want to holding Israel accountable as an imperialist nation
state and the ones who want to hold their organizations accountable for the
way anti-Jewish oppression stands in the way of their liberatory missions,
and impacts the world-wide conversation about the Middle East. And the ones
who came here with many anxieties, uncertainties and questions and the ones
who are curious about it all.
If we in this room can go in the direction of acknowledging our fears and
having the courage not to act on them, of revealing our true selves and of
choosing to cherish all people and their liberation struggles I have reason
to believe Ricky would be delighted with us and very proud.
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