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American Apparel chassidish model and Shomer shabbos heroine dealers!!!

blog linksFor some reason, this past week has been terribly active with interesting happenings in the Jewish world. So many interesting links, yet so little time. I even have to work on erev Yom Kippur starting at 6am, welcome to the busy life of a chef. However, I feel that many of the links that some of fine folks have shared with me, should be clicked on and read. So, being that I’m trying to be a baal chesed in these asres yimay teshuva, I’ve decided to share them all with you, which is a pain in the neck by the way.

American Apparel hires its first Chassidish model, I wonder when secular society become disenchanted with chassidim, but until then they are enjoying this Renaissance sort of thing.

Torah musings has a very good, yet very long winded article detailing the history behind the divisions between left wing open orthodox and modern orthodoxy. A very good read, but have your attention spans ready.

Shomer shabbos heroine dealers in Brooklyn, not sure what the big deal is. No one holds of dina d’malchusei dina anymore.

The Rav of my community’s father in law died this past week, apparently he was a big deal in the chesed world. So big, that Jonathan Pollard himself penned a letter about it.

I don’t really consider it a great talent to take photos or videos, make a list out of them and have that go viral to be of such great talent. I told this to Pop Chossid and so he wrote his own post that did go viral, it’s a sweet post about how he didn’t love his wife when he got married.

As always you can find out more about all the happenings in Jewland by going to 4torah.com

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  • S. S. Noravitz

    So, a chassidishe guy who didn’t love his wife when he got married didn’t want to sell heroin, so he decided to become a bodacious fashion model & Pollard liked the pics, right? So there, English Teacher Who Said My Reading Comprehension Sucked! How do you like me NOW?
    I was hoping PopChassid was admitting that he had a voodoo doll of his kallah that he stuck with shaitel pins before the chasuna, & now he graduated to slicing pages out of her Tehillim right in the middle of her kapitlach. Instead, I got this sappy article about how his overwhelming in-loveness before his wedding turned into genuine deep love as he did more things for her. Love Is A Verb, and all that jazz…
    I must admit, that’s a much better way to say “I am pussy-whipped, and the only way for me to get any action is to help out around the house!” Okay, so maybe I did wipe the side of my eye after I read the article, but it was only an itch!
    Think how much more I would’ve been inspired if I could’ve used some heroin that came in a little bag marked “naki m’cheshash Chilul Shabbos” on it’s side before reading the post. After all, he calls himself PopChassid, but won’t admit what he’s popping!

    • Ari Gold

      Grazie