Shalom all:

It’s been a little while since I’ve posted something that originates in my own cranium, and I think I could come up with enough worthy happenings for an entry. Where to start …

Last night, I ate better than i have in a while. Ray and I went to Ryan’s, which, for those of you who read my journal from overseas, is a local steak house, and we ate from their buffet. We went with Bob, (otherwise known as Homer, as in Homer Simpson). Bob is useful to a degree, but he has this really annoyingly huge problem when it comes to the business of others. He, being a Seventh-Day Adventist, likes to tell me, a Jewess, how to practice Judaism. Rich. In case you’re wondering how this is relevant to your life: If you belong to any other Christian group than the Seventh-Day Adventist Collective, (otherwise known as the Seventh-Day Adventist Church), you’re automatically evil, associated with Rome, (Rome=”The Great Whore of Babylon mentioned in Revelation 17), thus making your beliefs and practices inferior to his own. This applies especially to those of us who are J-Witnesses. If you’re disabled in anyway, this automatically implies that you had a bad childhood, and that you are not nearly as capable as the average, everyday individual. Once again, rich. But, here’s the clincher: According to Bob, people like myself, who happen to have what in most cases proves to be a very insignificant problem of blindness, have an obligation to work for free in order to establish a favorable reputation, due to the fact that “blind people don’t have a good reputation”, thus I must do my part to fix that agregious problem. Right. He’s also been known to make comments to the effect that persons who undergo any sort of abuse bring it on themselves, and that anyone who advocates the death penalty for crimes like rape is sick, and that the Oklahoma City bombing was a good thing. If it weren’t for the fact that the man has his uses, namely free food, I’d have nothing to do with him. But enough about him. On to better things. The meal was great, and I thought I was going to have to ask for carry-out service: The kind where they carry me out of the restaurant because I’ve eaten too much, thus making walking out a near impossibility.

And now, on to the subject of this entry. Lately, I find that a lot of completely simple solutions to problems that prove themselves to be at least mildly annoying occur to me a lot slower than they used to. Here’s an example: When I visit Ray at his apartment, I use a dial-up connection to access the ‘Net. For anyone interested, the fastest connection I’ve gotten is 33, and the slowest 21.6. Anyway, I’ve been moving the craptop (craptop is the affectionate name I’ve given to my laptop) back and forth from the room where I’m sleeping to his living room. I just bought a new battery for the craptop recently, but I don’t keep in in the machine in order to keep it from getting fubarred, thus rendering it useless. Consequently, every time I’ve moved the craptop, i’ve been disconnectiong its power supply from the electrical outlet. And then, this morning, it finally occurred to me to simply put the pattery in during the transfer, thus avoiding the loss of power, having to restart the machine, and having to reconnect to the ‘Net. What a novel concept! I intend to find out the source of the common-sense leak, and repair the situation.

Given that I’ve just spent the last thirty minutes, (give or take some on either side), writing the current treatise, I’ll end it here. Stay tuned, and thanks for reading.

Amanda Jayne Rush
Rachel bat Avraham Avinu v’Sarah Emanu

Shalom all:

It’s been a little while since I’ve posted something that originates in my own cranium, and I think I could come up with enough worthy happenings for an entry. Where to start …

Last night, I ate better than i have in a while. Ray and I went to Ryan’s, which, for those of you who read my journal from overseas, is a local steak house, and we ate from their bufet. We went with Bob, (otherwise known as Homer, as in Homer Simpson). Bob is useful to a degree, but he has this really annoyingly huge problem when it comes to the business of others. He, being a Seventh-Day Adventist, likes to tell me, a Jewess, how to practice Judaism. Rich. In case you’re wondering how this is relevant to your life: If you belong to any other Christian group than the Seventh-Day Adventist Collective, (otherwise known as the Seventh-Day Adventist Church), you’re automatically evil, associated with Rome, (Rome=”The Great Whore of Babylon mentioned in Revelation 17), thus making your beliefs and practices inferior to his own. This applies especially to those of us who are J-Witnesses. If you’re disabled in anyway, this automatically implies that you had a bad childhood, and that you are not nearly as capable as the average, everyday individual. Once again, rich. But, here’s the clincher: According to Bob, people like myself, who happen to have what in most cases proves to be a very insignificant problem of blindness, have an obligation to work for free in order to establish a favorable reputation, due to the fact that “blind people don’t have a good reputation”, thus I must do my part to fix that agregious problem. Right. He’s also been known to make comments to the effect that persons who undergo any sort of abuse bring it on themselves, and that anyone who advocates the death penalty for crimes like rape is sick, and that the Oklahoma City bombing was a good thing. If it weren’t for the fact that the man has his uses, namely free food, I’d have nothing to do with him. But enough about him. On to better things. The meal was great, and I thought I was going to have to ask for carry-out service: The kind where they carry me out of the restaurant because I’ve eaten too much, thus making walking out a near impossibility.

And now, on to the subject of this entry. Lately, I find that a lot of completely simple solutions to problems that prove themselves to be at least mildly annoying occur to me a lot slower than they used to. Here’s an example: When I visit Ray at his apartment, I use a dial-up connection to access the ‘Net. For anyone interested, the fastest connection I’ve gotten is 33, and the slowest 21.6. Anyway, I’ve been moving the craptop (craptop is the affectionate name I’ve given to my laptop) back and forth from the room where I’m sleeping to his living room. I just bought a new battery for the craptop recently, but I don’t keep in in the machine in order to keep it from getting fubarred, thus rendering it useless. Consequently, every time I’ve moved the craptop, i’ve been disconnectiong its power supply from the electrical outlet. And then, this morning, it finally occurred to me to simply put the pattery in during the transfer, thus avoiding the loss of power, having to restart the machine, and having to reconnect to the ‘Net. What a novel concept! I intend to find out the source of the common-sense leak, and repair the situation.

Given that I’ve just spent the last thirty minutes, (give or take some on either side), writing the current treatise, I’ll end it here. Stay tuned, and thanks for reading.

Amanda Jayne Rush
Rachel bat Avraham Avinu v’Sarah Emanu

To anyone reading this:

Before you react, realize that the juxtapositions are used to prove a point.

When Should We No Longer Support Israel?

By Victor Davis Hanson
VictorHanson.com
March 30, 2004

[TTAI-*]

The recent assassination of Sheik Saruman raises among some Americans
the question-at what point should we reconsider our rather blanket
support for the Israelis and show a more even-handed attitude toward
the Palestinians? The answer, it seems to me, should be assessed in
cultural, economic, political, and social terms.

Well, we should no longer support Israel, when.

Mr. Sharon suspends all elections and plans a decade of unquestioned
rule.

Mr. Sharon suspends all investigation about fiscal impropriety as his
family members spend millions of Israeli aid money in Paris.

All Israeli television and newspapers are censored by the Likud
party.

Israeli hit teams enter the West Bank with the precise intention of
targeting and blowing up Arab women and children.

Preteen Israeli children are apprehended with bombs under their
shirts on their way to the West Bank to murder Palestinian families.

Israeli crowds rush into the street to dip their hands into the blood
of their dead and march en masse chanting mass murder to the
Palestinians.

Rabbis give public sermons in which they characterize Palestinians as
the children of pigs and monkeys.

Israeli school textbooks state that Arabs engage in blood sacrifice
and ritual murders.

Mainstream Israeli politicians, without public rebuke, call for the
destruction of Palestinians on the West Bank and the end to Arab
society there.

Likud party members routinely lynch and execute their opponents
without trial.

Jewish fundamentalists execute with impunity women found guilty of
adultery on grounds that they are impugning the “honor” of the family.

Israeli mobs with impunity tear apart Palestinian policemen held in
detention.

Israeli television broadcasts-to the tune of patriotic music-the last
taped messages of Jewish suicide bombers who have slaughtered dozens
of Arabs.

Jewish marchers parade in the streets with their children dressed up
as suicide bombers, replete with plastic suicide-bombing vests.

New Yorkers post $25,000 bounties for every Palestinian blown up by
Israeli murderers.

Israeli militants murder a Jew by accident and then apologize on
grounds that they though he was an Arab-to the silence of Israeli
society.

Jews enter Arab villages in Israel to machine gun women and children.

Israeli public figures routinely threaten the United States with
terror attacks.

Bin Laden is a folk hero in Tel Aviv.

Jewish assassins murder American diplomats and are given de facto
sanctuary by Israeli society.

Israeli citizens celebrate on news that 3,000 Americans have been
murdered.

Israeli citizens express support for Saddam Hussein’s supporters in
Iraq in their efforts to kill Americans.

So until then, I think most Americans can see the moral differences
in the present struggle.

If the Palestinians wish to hold periodic and open elections,
establish an independent judiciary, create a free press, arrest
murderers, subject their treasury to public scrutiny, eschew suicide
murdering, censure religious leaders who call for mass murder,
embrace non-violent dissidents, extend equal rights to women, end
honor killings, raise funds in the Arab world earmarked only to build
water, sewer, transportation, and education infrastructure, and
pledge that any Jews who choose to live in the West Bank will enjoy
the same rights as Arabs in Israel, then they might find Americans
equally divided over questions of land and peace.

But all that is a lot of ifs. And so for the present, Palestinian
leaders shouldn’t be too surprised that Americans increasingly find
very little in their society that has much appeal to either our
values or sympathy. If they continually assure us publicly that they
are furious at Americans, then they should at least pause, reflect,
and ask themselves why an overwhelming number of Americans-not
Jewish, not residents of New York, not influenced by the media-are
growing far more furious with them.

http://www.frontpagemag.com/Articles/ReadArticle.asp?ID=775

To anyone reading this:

Before you react, realize that the juxtapositions are used to prove a point.

When Should We No Longer Support Israel?

By Victor Davis Hanson
VictorHanson.com
March 30, 2004

[TTAI-*]

The recent assassination of Sheik Saruman raises among some Americans
the question-at what point should we reconsider our rather blanket
support for the Israelis and show a more even-handed attitude toward
the Palestinians? The answer, it seems to me, should be assessed in
cultural, economic, political, and social terms.

Well, we should no longer support Israel, when.

Mr. Sharon suspends all elections and plans a decade of unquestioned
rule.

Mr. Sharon suspends all investigation about fiscal impropriety as his
family members spend millions of Israeli aid money in Paris.

All Israeli television and newspapers are censored by the Likud
party.

Israeli hit teams enter the West Bank with the precise intention of
targeting and blowing up Arab women and children.

Preteen Israeli children are apprehended with bombs under their
shirts on their way to the West Bank to murder Palestinian families.

Israeli crowds rush into the street to dip their hands into the blood
of their dead and march en masse chanting mass murder to the
Palestinians.

Rabbis give public sermons in which they characterize Palestinians as
the children of pigs and monkeys.

Israeli school textbooks state that Arabs engage in blood sacrifice
and ritual murders.

Mainstream Israeli politicians, without public rebuke, call for the
destruction of Palestinians on the West Bank and the end to Arab
society there.

Likud party members routinely lynch and execute their opponents
without trial.

Jewish fundamentalists execute with impunity women found guilty of
adultery on grounds that they are impugning the “honor” of the family.

Israeli mobs with impunity tear apart Palestinian policemen held in
detention.

Israeli television broadcasts-to the tune of patriotic music-the last
taped messages of Jewish suicide bombers who have slaughtered dozens
of Arabs.

Jewish marchers parade in the streets with their children dressed up
as suicide bombers, replete with plastic suicide-bombing vests.

New Yorkers post $25,000 bounties for every Palestinian blown up by
Israeli murderers.

Israeli militants murder a Jew by accident and then apologize on
grounds that they though he was an Arab-to the silence of Israeli
society.

Jews enter Arab villages in Israel to machine gun women and children.

Israeli public figures routinely threaten the United States with
terror attacks.

Bin Laden is a folk hero in Tel Aviv.

Jewish assassins murder American diplomats and are given de facto
sanctuary by Israeli society.

Israeli citizens celebrate on news that 3,000 Americans have been
murdered.

Israeli citizens express support for Saddam Hussein’s supporters in
Iraq in their efforts to kill Americans.

So until then, I think most Americans can see the moral differences
in the present struggle.

If the Palestinians wish to hold periodic and open elections,
establish an independent judiciary, create a free press, arrest
murderers, subject their treasury to public scrutiny, eschew suicide
murdering, censure religious leaders who call for mass murder,
embrace non-violent dissidents, extend equal rights to women, end
honor killings, raise funds in the Arab world earmarked only to build
water, sewer, transportation, and education infrastructure, and
pledge that any Jews who choose to live in the West Bank will enjoy
the same rights as Arabs in Israel, then they might find Americans
equally divided over questions of land and peace.

But all that is a lot of ifs. And so for the present, Palestinian
leaders shouldn’t be too surprised that Americans increasingly find
very little in their society that has much appeal to either our
values or sympathy. If they continually assure us publicly that they
are furious at Americans, then they should at least pause, reflect,
and ask themselves why an overwhelming number of Americans-not
Jewish, not residents of New York, not influenced by the media-are
growing far more furious with them.

http://www.frontpagemag.com/Articles/ReadArticle.asp?ID=775

OK, I’m sorry, but I just have to do this. This is begging and pleading for a response, in some other form than a comment to the journal in question, where the comment could be deleted.

The following is a quote from Jamminjerry’s journal:

“The next time this happens, (for those who don’t know, Jerry’s journal was visited by an annonymous poster, who decided they wanted to leave him a surprise), I will be taking action. I don’t know what I wil do, but I will do something!”

Question: How does one take action against an annonymous poster? Email the livejournal webmaster and request an IP trace for an entry that was posted almost a week ago? IP addresses aren’t usually attached to names. More to the point, it’s stupid. You didn’t lose any money, and it would have been much more prudent if you’d have just deleted the entry and all comments associated with it, and just let the whole thing be forgotten. Instead, you make a groundless threat against an unknown someone, thus making yourself look more like an ass than that entry ever did. You also showed yourself to be exceedingly arrogant and self-centered. If I recall correctly, you weren’t the one whose reputation was questioned, and you weren’t the one who was insulted. Your girlfriend was the one who was insulted. But you made no mention of looking out for her, or her feelings, and you made no attempt to repair the damage done to her reputation. In fact, you’ve shown that, when it really matters, and when really important things like personal honor are at stake, the only thing that really matters is whether or not your ego is satisfied. That speaks volumes.

OK, I’m sorry, but I just have to do this. This is begging and pleading for a response, in some other form than a comment to the journal in question, where the comment could be deleted.

The following is a quote from Jamminjerry’s journal:

“The next time this happens, (for those who don’t know, Jerry’s journal was visited by an annonymous poster, who decided they wanted to leave him a surprise), I will be taking action. I don’t know what I wil do, but I will do something!”

Question: How does one take action against an annonymous poster? Email the livejournal webmaster and request an IP trace for an entry that was posted almost a week ago? IP addresses aren’t usually attached to names. More to the point, it’s stupid. You didn’t lose any money, and it would have been much more prudent if you’d have just deleted the entry and all comments associated with it, and just let the whole thing be forgotten. Instead, you make a groundless threat against an unknown someone, thus making yourself look more like an ass than that entry ever did. You also showed yourself to be exceedingly arrogant and self-centered. If I recall correctly, you weren’t the one whose reputation was questioned, and you weren’t the one who was insulted. Your girlfriend was the one who was insulted. But you made no mention of looking out for her, or her feelings, and you made no attempt to repair the damage done to her reputation. In fact, you’ve shown that, when it really matters, and when really important things like personal honor are at stake, the only thing that really matters is whether or not your ego is satisfied. That speaks volumes.

It’s almost midnight, and I’m still up because I don’t feel tired, and see no point in going to bed just yet. I’m getting some laundry done, and will probably make sure to put it away immediately. I have to take a cab to the store tomorrow, because I forgot to pick up some much-needed household items yesterday while I was out. I hate that. The bandwidth’s really dodgy tonight, so I’ll probably read a book while I do my laundry.

It’s almost midnight, and I’m still up because I don’t feel tired, and see no point in going to bed just yet. I’m getting some laundry done, and will probably make sure to put it away immediately. I have to take a cab to the store tomorrow, because I forgot to pick up some much-needed household items yesterday while I was out. I hate that. The bandwidth’s really dodgy tonight, so I’ll probably read a book while I do my laundry.

I didn’t sleep well last night. I’ve been up since about 9 something last night, and will probably stay up today, so I can put away the rest of my laundry, do some more laundry, and some other stuff. I went to Walmart yesterday, and got some new jeans, and a new shirt. I needed the clothes, since it’s been a long time since I’ve actually went out and bought some clothes, with the exception of some kippot, and some kerchiefs. Well, I did get some clothes for work a few months ago, but I didn’t buy those, so, as far as this discussion is concerned, they don’t count. I also went out to eat at a place called K&W Cafeteria. The food left a lot to be desired. I ate what was supposed to be steak and gravy over rice, black-eyed peas, (which tasted as though they hadn’t even been washed, just shucked and thrown in the pot with G-d knows what), a roll (which was actually good), and a piece of lemon pie, (which was really runny, and had very little crust). Note to self: Don’t go there on a Sunday, or probably any other day. Someone commented annonymously to one of my recent entries, asking if the Steve I mentioned is Steve Wolf of WolfFM. To answer the question: No. My Steve’s last name is ze’evi. I just happen to like WolfFM. I would like to know who it was who asked, just out of curiosity. I don’t mind annonymous comments, except that I don’t get to see a name associated with some of them. Some, though, sign their names at the end of their posts, and I like that. It puts a name with a comment.

I didn’t sleep well last night. I’ve been up since about 9 something last night, and will probably stay up today, so I can put away the rest of my laundry, do some more laundry, and some other stuff. I went to Walmart yesterday, and got some new jeans, and a new shirt. I needed the clothes, since it’s been a long time since I’ve actually went out and bought some clothes, with the exception of some kippot, and some kerchiefs. Well, I did get some clothes for work a few months ago, but I didn’t buy those, so, as far as this discussion is concerned, they don’t count. I also went out to eat at a place called K&W Cafeteria. The food left a lot to be desired. I ate what was supposed to be steak and gravy over rice, black-eyed peas, (which tasted as though they hadn’t even been washed, just shucked and thrown in the pot with G-d knows what), a roll (which was actually good), and a piece of lemon pie, (which was really runny, and had very little crust). Note to self: Don’t go there on a Sunday, or probably any other day. Someone commented annonymously to one of my recent entries, asking if the Steve I mentioned is Steve Wolf of WolfFM. To answer the question: No. My Steve’s last name is ze’evi. I just happen to like WolfFM. I would like to know who it was who asked, just out of curiosity. I don’t mind annonymous comments, except that I don’t get to see a name associated with some of them. Some, though, sign their names at the end of their posts, and I like that. It puts a name with a comment.

Well, it’s been a little over a week since my last post, and from what I’ve seen, a lot’s happened. Jerry left for Michigan last Friday, and I’m enjoying the jerrylessness. I’m not, however, enjoying the new, record-setting length of time that has passed since I’ve talked to Steve. I’m not blaming him, because, no matter what, he makes it a point to tell me he loves me at the end of every conversation, no matter now long or short it is. For that, I am very grateful. And, from what I understand, the work load is supposed to lessen in a little while, so that’s good. I just looked at Jamminjerry’s journal, and it looks like someone’s posted a nice little He’s apparently pissed someone off. He should be careful of that, because if you don’t know who your enemies are, you don’t know who your friends are, and thus you don’t know who’s pissed at you at any given time. Anyway, enough with the philosophical rambling. I watched Austin Powers: The Spy Who Shagged Me, with description this week. I’m not sure which was funnier: The actual movie, or the description. To all who have commented on previous entries, notable Satanicharisma, I haven’t forgotten about your comments, and do plan to respond. I’ve just been spending the last week or so by myself, taking some much-needed me-time. I plan to post more often, but we’ll see what happens.

Well, it’s been a little over a week since my last post, and from what I’ve seen, a lot’s happened. Jerry left for Michigan last Friday, and I’m enjoying the jerrylessness. I’m not, however, enjoying the new, record-setting length of time that has passed since I’ve talked to Steve. I’m not blaming him, because, no matter what, he makes it a point to tell me he loves me at the end of every conversation, no matter now long or short it is. For that, I am very grateful. And, from what I understand, the work load is supposed to lessen in a little while, so that’s good. I just looked at Jamminjerry’s journal, and it looks like someone’s posted a nice little He’s apparently pissed someone off. He should be careful of that, because if you don’t know who your enemies are, you don’t know who your friends are, and thus you don’t know who’s pissed at you at any given time. Anyway, enough with the philosophical rambling. I watched Austin Powers: The Spy Who Shagged Me, with description this week. I’m not sure which was funnier: The actual movie, or the description. To all who have commented on previous entries, notable Satanicharisma, I haven’t forgotten about your comments, and do plan to respond. I’ve just been spending the last week or so by myself, taking some much-needed me-time. I plan to post more often, but we’ll see what happens.

OK, I promised I’d comment on the Judas documentary, so here goes.

Over all, the documentary was good. It attempted to show that there is another possible way to look at Judas, namely that he isn’t as evil as he has been portrayed. My only disappointment with it is that while the writers went out of their way to prove Judas’ innocence, they still lay the blame for Jesus’ death on the Jews. If you’re going to tear down one aspect of traditional beliefs about the gospels, tear them all down.

OK, I promised I’d comment on the Judas documentary, so here goes.

Over all, the documentary was good. It attempted to show that there is another possible way to look at Judas, namely that he isn’t as evil as he has been portrayed. My only disappointment with it is that while the writers went out of their way to prove Judas’ innocence, they still lay the blame for Jesus’ death on the Jews. If you’re going to tear down one aspect of traditional beliefs about the gospels, tear them all down.