Letters

You Started It

To the Editor:

Ron Rosenbaum’s recent article on Isaac Singer, in which he proposed yet a fourth point of view as to what the “Creator” is actually like, probably comes closest to the mark [“Isaac Bashevis Singer Comes Back From Dead as the Anti-Theist,” Edgy Enthusiast, Jan. 8]. I propose yet another Read More

Isaac Bashevis Singer Comes Back From Dead as the Anti-Theist

There’s a fascinating new war going on in the culture between self-proclaimed “scientific atheists” and theists. Militant atheists who believe that God is a “delusion,” as Richard Dawkins would have it, and believers who adhere to the idea of a just and loving deity.

The atheists are on the offensive, one might say, with Daniel Read More

I.B. Singer Works Are Incarcerated In Yiddish Texas

You could think of it as a literary scandal. You could also think about it as a tragicomic Cynthia Ozick story. I know it’s the result of disagreement among smart people of good will and good intentions. But the end result is that the world has been denied three books and more than a dozen Read More

Singer’s Shadows, Part III: It’s His Book of Job!

In the last installment of my serialized response to Shadows on the Hudson , Isaac Bashevis Singer’s long-lost and initially serialized novel, I promised to unveil what I felt was a primal Singerian vision revealing itself in Shadows . It’s a promise I’m going to make good on, a vision whose intimations are born out Read More

Shadows on the Hudson II: Grime and Punishment

The story so far:

You’ll recall that last week I began an experiment: serializing in installments an essay on a novel as I was reading it. A novel-Isaac Bashevis Singer’s Shadows on the Hudson -that was itself written in installments, meant to be, I felt, responded to in installments. One that was almost too wildly Read More

Where Are the Bakeries of Yesteryear?

Dostoevsky supposedly remarked that one can judge how civilized a society is by looking at the conditions inside its prisons. Since we don’t have any prisons on the Upper East Side where I live, I prefer to examine its bakeries. By that standard, we are sliding slowly but inexorably toward the precipice. Back in the Read More