Friday, July 08, 2005

An old, gay friend.

My mom ran into the mom of an old friend of mine. We went to jewish day school together – which is to say we both suffered through jewish day school together. This kid was my “bad influence.” I tried my first cigarette with him, a Newport menthol (this was in Bensalem, PA if that means anything to anyone). We would go to the mall and eat sausage pizza, a major sin in the world of jewish dogma.*

Following this random meeting of divorced women who situate themselves socially based upon the current activities of their deadbeat sons, I was duly updated.

“Are you ready for this?” my mom asked me, the news just barely held behind her lips. “I ran into so and so’s mother the other day, are you ready for this?” she asked in an exacerbated manner. I could hardly wait for the punch line – my mind abound with assumption.

“He’s an orthodox jew, living in a settlement in the west bank, with eight kids and wife who, it’s rumored, is capable of producing another four to bring the total number of grandkids to a cool dozen,” was the standard cliché I most expected to hear.

But, rather, “He’s gay!” I was informed.

Sorry, but what? It’s fucking 2005, this isn’t news. At best, an amorous preference for or inclination to casually fuck members of the same sex is a side note, background information, color - if you will – for a larger story. There has to be more information to go along with this so that there’s context. Luckily, there was.

He’s also managing a sushi place in Manhattan and has a serious lover. Happy day! I’ll stop the presses, you put on a pot of coffee.

On another note, Arafat was gay. It’s true, a racist friend – who also happens to be a jewish nationalist – told me so. To be sure, I went to visit his grave.


I was murdered shortly after this photo was taken.


No shit. It was crazy; I should write about it some time.

*or godma, think about it…ooohh, freaky!!!

Wednesday, July 06, 2005

Hanan Cohen is a leftie, kind of like me.

This is for real: Ma’ariv, a newspaper that I generally do not read, has redeemed itself with a tremendous article on the subject of weblogs in Israel. I am dork, here me roar!

For an annotated translation, please refer to this posting.

I was first made aware of this article in this major Israeli daily via a random email sent to me by Hadas, who really likes my previous posting. And, as for Mr. Cohen, he called me a “leftist asshole (the kind I like)” Fucking hell, why is it that only guys come onto me?

As per the radio show mentioned, ‘tis be true. 22:00 to 23:00 Israel time, 3pm to 4pm US East Coast time, or some other time depending on your geographical positioning in relation to the international time center most likely run by elderly Jews while they’re not plotting interest rates. Our show, is in English, a little dirty and oft times funny. Just follow the link to the picture of the camel talking into a microphone and listen away.*

I’ll leave it there, many links to follow.

*TIP - it’s best to listen to our (me and my roommate Asi) radio show either: a) stoned b) drunk c) drunk and stoned d) with friends e) with friends who are also drunk and stoned.

POST SCRIPT: Our radio show did not happen. Asi and I went, having been told all the equipment was up and running; however, it was not. If you have some money and you’re reading this, give it to me. If you don’t trust me then you can give it to the university – and have it ear marked for the radio station. That’d be mighty fine of you. But for real, just give it to me.

AND, I should point out that, beyond being called a leftist asshole in a major Israeli publication, there was an excellent compliment regarding my writing itself.