I haven’t published much poetry on this blog and the stuff I have published has not been all to serious. My friend sent this to me and asked if he could have it posted for feedback.
Who Am I
I have a forefather Abraham
When placed in charge of the
Smashed every last one
And walked through fire.
Who was -
A ram away from sacrificing his son
Turning his back
To the chaos of beliefs
Swirling all around him
And showed the world his middle finger. [click to continue…]
I was schooled last night by my wife who told me that makeup and cosmetics have to be kosher for pesach, whether or not this is the halacha or the social halacha determined by kashrus organizations wishing to scare everyone into submission to their evil price gouging schemes is beyond me. I was always taught that if dogs weren’t interested in eating it, it didn’t make a difference if there was chometz inside. Based on all the crazy pesach products coming out of Israel, I assume that the dogs in Israel are so malnourished that they eat toilet plungers, cigarettes, and duct tape. [click to continue…]
While the debate over whether or not the internet is good or bad for the frum community can take on many sides. Many of those fighting and threatening to boycott major internet companies for the destruction they have wreaked on the community, need to remember that without a very simple product called photo shop, many more people would have left the path. Let us take a moment to give hakaras hatov to technology for allowing us frum yidden to perpetuate the mesorah of the shtetl, chassidim, and those helige yidden who gave their lives for the sake of mussar, tikkun chatzos in the midst of pogroms, and the willingness to speak out against those who threatened it. Without photo shop, Artscroll could never have a history series, the Yated could never publish a picture, and the hava minah to ban pictures of women’s pictures from the media would never have happened and we would probably be much more untznius and pritzusdick than we already are. [click to continue…]
It seems like within every shabbos drash that my Rav, a U-Penn educated, gives over contains a story about a king and his son. The king and the son story is meant to be a rallying cry for the Jews and Hashem, but I and everyone I know cannot relate to kings, kingship, and monarchy at all. The other stories that seem to take place, all have to do with bearded men driving their wagons deep in Eastern Europe and they always undoubtedly stop at an Inn for some mashka and a place to rest. What happens in the Inn is always something to do with a non-Jew trying to kill him, Eliyahu paying him a visit, or finding some jewels in some random package he received. It’s not like I believe any of the stories that Rabbis tell me, but I can’t even relate to them. It’s high time, we brought the Jewish fairytale or moshel, into modern times. [click to continue…]
Interesting thing came up in my community and I was wondering what your take on it would be. My community is going to have someone who is transgender speak about her/his issues in a speech to take place in shul. It’s the last straw in a string of events that has led me to contemplate moving out of the community. First they started the women’s megillah reading, then I noticed that pretty much every bar and bat mitzvah in the shul featured mixed dancing. It’s as if the shul wants to be conservative with a mechitza. There are even people in shul who claim to be Orthodox, yet carry openly outside of the eruv, eat in treife restaurants, and work on the second day of yom tov. I just see this as a continuation of the slippery slope in a community that could use more ruchniyus, not talks about how we can’t judge people on their anatomy, but have to understand how they identify themselves.
Help me, am I overreacting? It is an OU shul after all and I thought the OU had some sort of standards. [click to continue…]
Most Orthodox Jews take kosher food for granted, typically an area with hundreds of thousands of Jews will have at least a few kosher restaurants to choose from. Somehow, God passed over the Bay Area when he preordained that we would suffer in the kosher food department. I’m constantly getting calls from acquaintances and blog fans wondering where they can grab some kosher food in San Francisco or Silicon Valley, only to be told that their options are pretty much limited to felafel and packaged food at trader joes. If I had a dollar for every time someone said “we could really use a kosher pizza store here”, I’d be a rich man. [click to continue…]
I’m kind of giddy over the numerous pictures that are going around featuring advertisements for sheitle machers offering $30 blow jobs. Kind of reminds me of the first time I heard about the cholov yisroel milk company called Golden Flow and the frum mommy blog called In The Pink, or even those sephardic cookies that go by the name of kaak. It’s nice to know that there are a small percentage of people that are clueless about modern day sexual terminology. Kind of like that time this older frum lady I knew kept writing the word “cum” on my facebook wall.
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