Ever since I learned of it, the concept of Esav as the blueprint for Edom (the Anglo cultures today) has fascinated me.
Essentially, the pig symbolizes Esav/Edom. Though a pig looks kosher on the outside with its cloven hoof, its non-cud-chewing interior establishes the pig as 100% treif.
And as has been written on this blog already, we see this conflicting Edomite duality in dozens of different ways.
Essentially, the pig symbolizes Esav/Edom. Though a pig looks kosher on the outside with its cloven hoof, its non-cud-chewing interior establishes the pig as 100% treif.
And as has been written on this blog already, we see this conflicting Edomite duality in dozens of different ways.
Feminist Fascism
The feminist movement portrays itself as the best thing for women, girls — and thus, for the entire world.
Yet modern feminism perpetuated an assault on everything feminine, pressuring women to act like and dress like men.
No, correction.
Feminism pressures women to act like BAD men, not normal men: love-‘em-‘n’-leave-‘em rogues, bullies, cold-hearted snakes, ambitious climbers, power-obsessed magnates, foul-mouthed aggressors, faithless spouses & absent parents — these are what feminist hate about men, yet idealize when expressed in women.
Yet modern feminism perpetuated an assault on everything feminine, pressuring women to act like and dress like men.
No, correction.
Feminism pressures women to act like BAD men, not normal men: love-‘em-‘n’-leave-‘em rogues, bullies, cold-hearted snakes, ambitious climbers, power-obsessed magnates, foul-mouthed aggressors, faithless spouses & absent parents — these are what feminist hate about men, yet idealize when expressed in women.
Rebecca Walker suffered as a biracial child with no support from her black mother. Rebecca's father was Jewish, making her identity issues even thornier. Neither parent ever gave her support or empathy. In addition, Rebecca's world-famous feminist mother was just awful throughout Rebecca's childhood.
Then at one point, Rebecca's mother even publicly proclaimed her daughter’s birth to be “a calamity.”
The personal deprivation and then this public condemnation simply for existing understandably devastated Rebecca Walker.
Yet despite her mother’s psychopathic self-absorption (psychopaths think pain is only bad when it happens to them; they're fine when it happens to others), this feminist icon is still held up as a black feminist role model simply because she writes well, with both a novel & a movie based on that novel considered as some of the greatest in literature and film.
Then at one point, Rebecca's mother even publicly proclaimed her daughter’s birth to be “a calamity.”
The personal deprivation and then this public condemnation simply for existing understandably devastated Rebecca Walker.
Yet despite her mother’s psychopathic self-absorption (psychopaths think pain is only bad when it happens to them; they're fine when it happens to others), this feminist icon is still held up as a black feminist role model simply because she writes well, with both a novel & a movie based on that novel considered as some of the greatest in literature and film.
Ariel Leve's feminist-writer mother peaked before my time, so I never heard of her until I heard of Ariel.
But in her time, she was hoisted up on the pedestal of super-feminism simply for her poetry and novel-writing skills, then declared by magazines to be one of the most intelligent women and one of the most beautiful women.
Hosting parties in her elegant Manhattan penthouse for other literary elites, she gushed about Ariel being “my daughter, my best friend, my roommate!” while newspapers and magazines admired the way she filled Ariel's room with "books, stuffed toys" and "little poems her mother wrote to make table manners and other chores more palatable.” [People magazine, 1976]
How peachy!
But again, the truth was very different. Ariel recalls coming out of her bedroom in tears as she begged these artistic geniuses to turn down the music as it was a school night and she needed her sleep.
Not only did these literary social critics and social justice warriors ignore the pleas of the exhausted 12-year-old, they even entered her bedroom as an extension of the party and Ariel’s mother also burst in for spur-of-the-moment poetry readings.
A 2016 Guardian article quotes Ariel: “...works of art excused misconduct. Narcissism flourished. Bad behavior was indulged.”
Another prominent feminist friend of her mother offered Ariel a lit cigarette to smoke — when she was five. You’ve come a long way, baby!
Ariel has since described a childhood of physical and emotional abuse, gaslighting, and “games” invented by Sandra that were so bizarre and depraved, I’m flabbergasted how anyone would think up such a thing.
But in her time, she was hoisted up on the pedestal of super-feminism simply for her poetry and novel-writing skills, then declared by magazines to be one of the most intelligent women and one of the most beautiful women.
Hosting parties in her elegant Manhattan penthouse for other literary elites, she gushed about Ariel being “my daughter, my best friend, my roommate!” while newspapers and magazines admired the way she filled Ariel's room with "books, stuffed toys" and "little poems her mother wrote to make table manners and other chores more palatable.” [People magazine, 1976]
How peachy!
But again, the truth was very different. Ariel recalls coming out of her bedroom in tears as she begged these artistic geniuses to turn down the music as it was a school night and she needed her sleep.
Not only did these literary social critics and social justice warriors ignore the pleas of the exhausted 12-year-old, they even entered her bedroom as an extension of the party and Ariel’s mother also burst in for spur-of-the-moment poetry readings.
A 2016 Guardian article quotes Ariel: “...works of art excused misconduct. Narcissism flourished. Bad behavior was indulged.”
Another prominent feminist friend of her mother offered Ariel a lit cigarette to smoke — when she was five. You’ve come a long way, baby!
Ariel has since described a childhood of physical and emotional abuse, gaslighting, and “games” invented by Sandra that were so bizarre and depraved, I’m flabbergasted how anyone would think up such a thing.
Moira Greyland's story is most disturbing. And it's corroborated by her brother, Patrick.
Though I was never a fantasy reader (except for Harry Potter and the Oz series, of course), I always saw their mother's name scrawled prominently across her novels in the promotional displays in every book store, in addition to seeing her books in many homes.
One of her fantasy series has remained a best-seller for decades and she created a popular fantasy magazine that gave many successful fantasy writers their start.
She was particularly encouraging of female writers in this formerly male-dominated genre.
She was also a feminist icon, plus attracted to her own gender to boot. Oddly, she married a man attracted to his own gender too.
Yet despite how outstanding she looked on paper, hints to her hidden monstrousness leaked out.
People who dealt with her personally sometimes found themselves on the receiving end of a verbal onslaught — including fans & novice writers who approached her at writing conventions.
Some readers found disturbingly sick elements in her oh-so popular series. "What kind of person would write something like that?" they wondered.
Finally, Moira worked up the courage to speak out. She also called the police on her father, whom she caught abusing another child.
Nauseatingly, both of Moira's parents also preyed on children.
And I won’t go any further than that, but their daughter has a truly heartbreaking story to tell of her upbringing (which included being trafficked by her own mother to other deplorables and a murder attempt by her mother).
Raised by utterly depraved soulless parents, Moira managed to escape her torment and is today a conservative Christian opera singer and harpist who is married and seems happy, though she says she struggles daily with PTSD.
Based on her experiences and those of others raised by depraved parents, Moira speaks out against the social push for toeva couples to raise children, occultism and paganism, and other immorality.
Though I was never a fantasy reader (except for Harry Potter and the Oz series, of course), I always saw their mother's name scrawled prominently across her novels in the promotional displays in every book store, in addition to seeing her books in many homes.
One of her fantasy series has remained a best-seller for decades and she created a popular fantasy magazine that gave many successful fantasy writers their start.
She was particularly encouraging of female writers in this formerly male-dominated genre.
She was also a feminist icon, plus attracted to her own gender to boot. Oddly, she married a man attracted to his own gender too.
Yet despite how outstanding she looked on paper, hints to her hidden monstrousness leaked out.
People who dealt with her personally sometimes found themselves on the receiving end of a verbal onslaught — including fans & novice writers who approached her at writing conventions.
Some readers found disturbingly sick elements in her oh-so popular series. "What kind of person would write something like that?" they wondered.
Finally, Moira worked up the courage to speak out. She also called the police on her father, whom she caught abusing another child.
Nauseatingly, both of Moira's parents also preyed on children.
And I won’t go any further than that, but their daughter has a truly heartbreaking story to tell of her upbringing (which included being trafficked by her own mother to other deplorables and a murder attempt by her mother).
Raised by utterly depraved soulless parents, Moira managed to escape her torment and is today a conservative Christian opera singer and harpist who is married and seems happy, though she says she struggles daily with PTSD.
Based on her experiences and those of others raised by depraved parents, Moira speaks out against the social push for toeva couples to raise children, occultism and paganism, and other immorality.
Many people do not know the real persona of their feminist icons, but even those who do often sputter incoherently about “the need to separate the artist from her art.”
Needless to say, despite the #metoo movement and society’s calls for justice and protecting children and exposing abusers, no one wants to hear what Rebecca Walker has to say and Moira Greyland has also met with resistance (despite court testimony and other evidence as corroboration). Ariel Leve's mother is no longer popular or iconic, so her exposé has found quite a charitable reception.
“Works of art excused misconduct.”
Couldn’t have said it better.
Needless to say, despite the #metoo movement and society’s calls for justice and protecting children and exposing abusers, no one wants to hear what Rebecca Walker has to say and Moira Greyland has also met with resistance (despite court testimony and other evidence as corroboration). Ariel Leve's mother is no longer popular or iconic, so her exposé has found quite a charitable reception.
“Works of art excused misconduct.”
Couldn’t have said it better.
Note: What's chilling about the soullessness of literary superstars is that they have had and continue to have such a profound influence on culture and mentality.
Yes, the way we think is also shaped by movies & TV (some of which are based on these books).
But who can remain unaffected by the insidious influence permeating all the compelling articles & books written by volatile depraved narcissists who wish to both validate & promote their own depravity & self-indulgence?
Yes, the way we think is also shaped by movies & TV (some of which are based on these books).
But who can remain unaffected by the insidious influence permeating all the compelling articles & books written by volatile depraved narcissists who wish to both validate & promote their own depravity & self-indulgence?
Amish Angst
Who doesn’t adore the Amish?
Wholesome and appealing as shoofly pie and homemade ice cream, the Amish represent the nostalgic America of the 19th Century.
One of my favorite non-fiction books is written by a midwife who worked extensively with the Amish in Pennsylvania. Published in 1983, A Midwife's Story presents a compelling portrayal of her Amish neighbors and clients.
She presents the good and the bad, but she mostly views the Amish in a positive light.
Sure, I did wonder about the seemingly high rate of mentally disabling rare genetic diseases mentioned in the book (“Of the thirty-six children on the roll call, three quarters were named Stoltzfus” was my first clue as to why) and I also wondered why they went off the derech at such a high rate if Amish life was so heavenly. (Over 20% of Amish were leaving the fold at the time of the book’s writing.)
Over time, more ex-Amish started speaking up. For example, what the book described as “Amish women dearly loved news of others families” is described as oppressive gossiping and tale-bearing by those who’ve left.
The Amish tradition of Rumspringa (“running around”) kicks in at the age of sixteen and allows Amish youth to experience non-Amish life to enable them the free choice to decide whether to get baptized and join their church.
In 1983, Rumspringa consisted of Amish teens getting together in gangs with names like “Antiques” and “Luckies” and singing in somebody’s barn.
Girls wore a decorative stitch on the cuffs of their sleeves and the boys “might wear wristwatches, drink beer and — in extreme and serious cases — find musicians with plug-in guitars.”
Some Amish boys even managed to buy cars, which they kept in neighboring non-Amish towns.
Yet today’s Amish Rumspringa often consists of girls in heavy makeup and jeans with boys in rapper clothing and all of them completely inebriated and holding smartphones.
(Also, as a frum Jew, it surprised me to read of the total lack of shomer negiah in what looks like a very religious community.)
And despite the portrayal of the Amish has close to nature and respectful of animals, reports show the Amish working their animals to death and perpetuating puppy mills in miserable conditions.
Despite the impression of deep faith, many Amish orders discourage their constituents from studying the Bible (a superficial reading is okay, but actually studying it is not—although many orders also forbid reading an English translation at all and instead permit only Martin Luther’s 400-year-old High German translation, which lacks accuracy and is not understood by most Amish, who speak Pennsylvania Dutch).
The Amish belief system also discourages a personal relationship with God. The church elders tell them what God wants from them and for them.
Those who know the Amish report that suicide is double that of the general American rate, but the suicides are often reported as accidents — even when a suicide note is left behind.
Needless to say, not all Amish run amok during Rumspringa nor do they all abuse animals or suffer depression or abuse each other.
And even the ex-Amish express fondness over certain aspects of their Amish upbringing.
However, abuse runs rampant in Amish families and churches.
And when the former Amish leave and look for the support and validation so enthusiastically promoted in the secular world, they face rejection.
Accused of being “bitter” and their testimonies nitpicked for inconsistencies, the ex-Amish quickly learn that most people don’t want to hear the truth about a culture idealized in the American mind as gentle, charmingly quaint, and enviously wholesome.
This resistance even extends to the police, social services, shelters, and American justice system, making it even harder for Amish victims to get help and put Amish perps where they belong (in prison).
Handmade furniture, organic food, sweet bonnets, and gentle religiosity…please don’t wake us up from our Amish fantasy!
Wholesome and appealing as shoofly pie and homemade ice cream, the Amish represent the nostalgic America of the 19th Century.
One of my favorite non-fiction books is written by a midwife who worked extensively with the Amish in Pennsylvania. Published in 1983, A Midwife's Story presents a compelling portrayal of her Amish neighbors and clients.
She presents the good and the bad, but she mostly views the Amish in a positive light.
Sure, I did wonder about the seemingly high rate of mentally disabling rare genetic diseases mentioned in the book (“Of the thirty-six children on the roll call, three quarters were named Stoltzfus” was my first clue as to why) and I also wondered why they went off the derech at such a high rate if Amish life was so heavenly. (Over 20% of Amish were leaving the fold at the time of the book’s writing.)
Over time, more ex-Amish started speaking up. For example, what the book described as “Amish women dearly loved news of others families” is described as oppressive gossiping and tale-bearing by those who’ve left.
The Amish tradition of Rumspringa (“running around”) kicks in at the age of sixteen and allows Amish youth to experience non-Amish life to enable them the free choice to decide whether to get baptized and join their church.
In 1983, Rumspringa consisted of Amish teens getting together in gangs with names like “Antiques” and “Luckies” and singing in somebody’s barn.
Girls wore a decorative stitch on the cuffs of their sleeves and the boys “might wear wristwatches, drink beer and — in extreme and serious cases — find musicians with plug-in guitars.”
Some Amish boys even managed to buy cars, which they kept in neighboring non-Amish towns.
Yet today’s Amish Rumspringa often consists of girls in heavy makeup and jeans with boys in rapper clothing and all of them completely inebriated and holding smartphones.
(Also, as a frum Jew, it surprised me to read of the total lack of shomer negiah in what looks like a very religious community.)
And despite the portrayal of the Amish has close to nature and respectful of animals, reports show the Amish working their animals to death and perpetuating puppy mills in miserable conditions.
Despite the impression of deep faith, many Amish orders discourage their constituents from studying the Bible (a superficial reading is okay, but actually studying it is not—although many orders also forbid reading an English translation at all and instead permit only Martin Luther’s 400-year-old High German translation, which lacks accuracy and is not understood by most Amish, who speak Pennsylvania Dutch).
The Amish belief system also discourages a personal relationship with God. The church elders tell them what God wants from them and for them.
Those who know the Amish report that suicide is double that of the general American rate, but the suicides are often reported as accidents — even when a suicide note is left behind.
Needless to say, not all Amish run amok during Rumspringa nor do they all abuse animals or suffer depression or abuse each other.
And even the ex-Amish express fondness over certain aspects of their Amish upbringing.
However, abuse runs rampant in Amish families and churches.
And when the former Amish leave and look for the support and validation so enthusiastically promoted in the secular world, they face rejection.
Accused of being “bitter” and their testimonies nitpicked for inconsistencies, the ex-Amish quickly learn that most people don’t want to hear the truth about a culture idealized in the American mind as gentle, charmingly quaint, and enviously wholesome.
This resistance even extends to the police, social services, shelters, and American justice system, making it even harder for Amish victims to get help and put Amish perps where they belong (in prison).
Handmade furniture, organic food, sweet bonnets, and gentle religiosity…please don’t wake us up from our Amish fantasy!
Note: It’s interesting that frum Jews are castigated for exactly what the Amish are romanticized: being ruled by their religious leaders, cleaving to traditions, rejecting the modern world, rejecting aspects of technology, wary of secular education (Amish schooling only lasts until 8th grade) and isolating their communities from outsiders.
That's all totally awesome when you're Amish, but inexcusable if you're Jewish?
Hmm...
That's all totally awesome when you're Amish, but inexcusable if you're Jewish?
Hmm...
The Secret Darkness of Facebook
The more layers you peel away from Facebook, the worse it gets.
Most people know that there are human moderators behind Facebook’s moderation policies.
What most people don’t know is that these human moderators must look at some truly disturbing stuff in order to block it.
Hour by hour & day by day, they read posts full of hatred and venom, along with watching murders and other horrors.
Not surprisingly, these moderators have a high turnover rate. Most people can’t last long in the job and those who leave often suffer severe PTSD afterwards.
Those who stick it out find themselves negatively influenced by their viewing material.
Some moderators have become Holocaust-deniers while racist “humor” becomes popular at work. Some moderators smoke marijuana on their breaks (it’s legal in Arizona now) and then moderate the posts while stoned.
For reasons I wasn’t able to understand, many current moderators fear their ex-colleagues, claiming that these former moderators could return and harm or even kill the current moderators. Why? I'm really not sure. But one moderator even carries a gun to work to protect himself from this possibility.
Facebook offers little support or counseling to protect their moderators’ mental health. (Although I’m not sure how any kind of counseling can help a person who consistently watches someone screaming as they are murdered on a video uploaded by a drug cartel.)
Moderators receive low salaries with few perks. There’s also a definite “Big Brother” environment, with their every move tracked and moderators asked not to use the bathroom (outside of designated bathroom breaks) or pray on their breaks.
It's not so social, this social media, is it?
Most people know that there are human moderators behind Facebook’s moderation policies.
What most people don’t know is that these human moderators must look at some truly disturbing stuff in order to block it.
Hour by hour & day by day, they read posts full of hatred and venom, along with watching murders and other horrors.
Not surprisingly, these moderators have a high turnover rate. Most people can’t last long in the job and those who leave often suffer severe PTSD afterwards.
Those who stick it out find themselves negatively influenced by their viewing material.
Some moderators have become Holocaust-deniers while racist “humor” becomes popular at work. Some moderators smoke marijuana on their breaks (it’s legal in Arizona now) and then moderate the posts while stoned.
For reasons I wasn’t able to understand, many current moderators fear their ex-colleagues, claiming that these former moderators could return and harm or even kill the current moderators. Why? I'm really not sure. But one moderator even carries a gun to work to protect himself from this possibility.
Facebook offers little support or counseling to protect their moderators’ mental health. (Although I’m not sure how any kind of counseling can help a person who consistently watches someone screaming as they are murdered on a video uploaded by a drug cartel.)
Moderators receive low salaries with few perks. There’s also a definite “Big Brother” environment, with their every move tracked and moderators asked not to use the bathroom (outside of designated bathroom breaks) or pray on their breaks.
It's not so social, this social media, is it?
No Such Thing as a Kosher Pig
So there you have it.
"I'm sooooo kosher," says the pig. "I mean, FABULOUSLY kosher. Just look at my perfectly split hoof! And I've got lots of meat at a great price! What do you need beef or lamb for?"
But inside? Treif, treif, treif. (Not to mention all the garbage they eat.)
"Be connected. Be discovered. Be on Facebook."
Be traumatized. Be suicidal. Become a psychopath!
*
And a lifestyle romanticized as pure, wholesome, innocent, gentle, and healthy actually isn't.
And that which promised females rights & freedoms has done more to violate, abuse, and even kill females.
Oink, oink.
"I'm sooooo kosher," says the pig. "I mean, FABULOUSLY kosher. Just look at my perfectly split hoof! And I've got lots of meat at a great price! What do you need beef or lamb for?"
But inside? Treif, treif, treif. (Not to mention all the garbage they eat.)
"Be connected. Be discovered. Be on Facebook."
Be traumatized. Be suicidal. Become a psychopath!
*
And a lifestyle romanticized as pure, wholesome, innocent, gentle, and healthy actually isn't.
And that which promised females rights & freedoms has done more to violate, abuse, and even kill females.
Oink, oink.
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