Wednesday, July 07, 2010

A note about the Ahm of ours

Just a little note about the goings on here, in the state of Israel. I love cultures in general but here, I find myself surrounded by people who (mostly) interact with one another as if they are family. Its strange, you treat your gas peddle, whilst driving, just a little bit different. I noticed myself doing this for the past few days and then realized most drivers here do the same. Your delicate with it as you truly feel that your getting poorer the harder you press it. If you complain about the gas prices in the states you got to get out of them a little. Since us children of Israeli migrants are accustomed to hearing the holy language only in our homes or while visiting a close friends home, for example, we feel as if the person passing us on the street having a word with his son, is actually our great uncle while visiting. Yes, our fathers mothers brother, whom we just now met. Its a lovely phenomenon really, and I im sure the children of other nations transplants feel the same. A whole nation that sounds and looks like they are family. See, this is what I try to explain to people when they warn me "dont look at everybody as family, some are dangerous". Maybe, but fuck all that, until my bubble is burst, I will continue to stick my head out of my drivers side window while my Galgalats is blaring and say to the car waiting for the light to the left of me "ma inyanim habibi" (how you doin buddy). Everyday I just randomly speak to the person standing closest to me, and no, I dont get horrified looks like "is this person insane too? Perhaps he's dangerous though, I wonder what meds hes on? Perhaps he too sees Dr. Yanowitch, my psychiatrist. He must have seen me leaving my last session and now wants money from me." No, the person next to me replies to my "hey brother, wheres the spot tonight?" or to my "tell me, where does one get a good frikin burger round here? I'm fucking starving!" naturally, and unhesitantly as if we're already in the midst of a converstaion and we've been friends for a while. Also there is a certain trust or mutual understanding between us because we're here for the same reason. Its the land that was promised to us. And we enjoy its fruits together. So, some more insight as to the workings of this great country: Any restaurant, pub, club or social gathering with more than 40 people must have a guard at the door (normally armed and very skilled in his trade). This is law. Wherever you go, wether to eat, shop or simply to the beach, you have a great uncle sitting outside who also is a trained killer raising his eye brow and/or sharing with someone a look of utter hate or disgust because his ear drum was met with the arabic language. Yup, waiting and ready to kill any horny, virgin, sand monkey screaming lalalalala running towards the place wearing a trench coat in the summer or a turban with some Iranian C4 strapped around his ass. Just looking forward to his 72 virgins. The fruits here actually have taste. Yes, its true, they do. Potent and sweet they are. The biggest problem currently, is not the Palestinians or the turks, but, the Israeli mafia/gangsters who battle between themselves and cause me great pains. Like making this restaurant I had some great goose liver at no longer accesible because the owners rivals chucked some grenades through the window the other day, in the middle of the night. Yea, it kinda sucks when you get your kaved avaz taken away from you b/c some dumb dudes who dont appreciate the Amercian appetite, wanted to send someone a message. The police here are fruitcakes and you can definately get away with yelling, swearing and throwing a hissy fit for having your day slightly disturbed. In the states, before your mouth opens to say "good day officer" you already have your skull cracked followed by a 50,000 volt electric current running through your body. Its different here. If there were to be an instance of police brutality, the nation would uproar and see to it that the police officer and the police chief find new jobs or worse. In certain areas (primarily around the beaches) thong bikinis are very prevalent and it sorta reminds me of Miami, only all of those wearing them are a true pleasure to oggle at. Israel does not have the weight problem that the US does. I suspect this will soon change though, as fast food shops are now almost as abundant as the name Osama is in Afghanistan. Early in the morning, you might think your in some cave while strolling the streets in Tel-aviv. This is due to the bats that are going on and on about something while hanging out in the trees. Rent and real estate here is relatively cheap, yet the quality of life far exceeds ours. People leave this beautiful place to pursue cash in other countries, but, those that remain are seeking something else. They are looking to enjoy life with their families and are happy with the understanding that they probably wont be rich (a prospect many Nyers cant accept). They must take 40 lessons with a driving instructor b4 being issued a very strict road exam, but they still manage to take the cake when it comes to being the worst drivers I've ever seen. Soldiers and guns are evrywhere. Mostly, they're young 18 or 19 yr old kids who are maturing and becoming men right b4 your eyes. The Israeli military always slughters the US marines all year round during joint military exercises. An Israeli friend shared with me a story: While they were taking a break (during one excercise) the Israelis were sprawled out on the ground smoking cigarrettes and chatting freely among themselves while one US marine, who, together with his platoon, had to stand in attention went and asked his superior why they cant too relax. The reply was curt, "you can relax when you learn to fight like those guys do" Many observations I have made. They are edging me towards moving here. On peoples faces, you see looks of contentment, satisfaction and warmth, while in NY it is of dread, hopelessness and anger. Anger, because they might be racist or anti-semetic or ya know, they think your ugly, fat and they feel bothered because you are breathing the same air and they're being forced to look at you. They're also pissed because they didn't "make it" like they thought they would when they left their gem of a country to seek ca$h...

Thursday, March 04, 2010

Wednesday, February 24, 2010

Howdy Do

Its ma birfday hoorayyy... actually not that excited. Long time its been since I actually worked on my birthday as I have today. Been working @ a mail order company doing cs for the amazon division there. Things have been pretty routine. Its been a while since the wheels in my head have been turning coming up with random ideas and projects. Dont know why i've been numb. I only recently started to come out of this fog that surrounded me for a long while. Thinking more clearly nowadays. I've been on antidepressants for a while and i stopped them about 2 weeks ago. I think they've been keeping me down...To heck with them.

Sunday, January 03, 2010

The run down

so it wasnt exactly my idea but im single again and not sure what to do with my time. Im gonna wait a while until i look for a new gf but who knos what will happen. For now im kinda bummed. Anyway, ill be posting here more often from now on?

Monday, October 26, 2009

Thursday, July 16, 2009

Sunday, July 05, 2009

Sunday, May 03, 2009

Just



A long silence I break with this here post today.    Its about time I think... These posts are meant for friends I haven't spoken to in a while, some family too. Like it says in the song above "we must go fight for lincoln" well thats what I'm out doing everyday, Im fighting for lincoln...  for Franklin. Every one of them "honest" Abes on each penny today is a tougher battle to get. Anyhow, been very much to myself, me and my girl. Fell victim to the facebook twitter fads and have been unloyal to the mighty blogmaster. I shalln't ever do this again. What will my great grand kids know of me if not for this space. So I ride my dirtbike often, I walk my dog least 3 times a day. He gives me the exercise my body needs to remain fit. He looks at me now as if saying "daddy is it time yet? No? OK Ill just plop back down and try again later" Since I quit smoking my body has gained at least 2 stone and it filled in places correctly. Shock its gone through not used to being so clean and alien to toxic shit. Everything I put in it I feel. Sugar in soda makes me jittery. Its the best thing I've ever done.

 I too wish I was home but not in dear old Dublin...not in Brooklyn either. Not anywhere. Not anytime... Just. 

Wednesday, January 14, 2009

Ma boyyy

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Wednesday, December 31, 2008

Tuesday, December 30, 2008

A Year of Chaotic Angst

It's a keen observation, the many that rebel against all they were raised to know, their traditional beliefs dismissed swiftly. Truth is, when you see that most are led, much like fish following bait, it is obviously not prudent to do the same. Even those from royal families do it, think prince george. You will notice that around the age between 28-32 they interestingly fall in place by positive influences around them. Apparently, it becomes clear that their native traditions, is where they are ultimately happiest.

 So now the new year is upon us and it shall be new indeed... Many a change I had to implement in my everyday routine. Screw resolutions, these are decrees I've passed that will better things. Life has been tough and this year I've probably seen the lowest point in this one. I am very happy to do away with 2008. With the help of no one, 2009 should yield tasty fruits. It will be the first in very many that I enter with a clear and sound head.


Friday, December 19, 2008

Neighbors, By Jan T Gross - Current Read



Yet another Halocaust tale. This one outlines the way an entire village willingly and with the permission of the nazis butchered their own jewish neighbors. Jewish people whos heritage there went back over 500 years, in one day swiped from the face of the Earth. When it was done even the nazis were shocked by the way these people carried it out. Jews in this village were massacered by their own Polish piece of shit neighbors. Village of Jedwabne. All of them forcibly led like sheep into a barn and burned alive. The ones that tried to escape were fooled to belive it was safe to return only to meet their horrific fate. Fathers with their young sons, mothers with their babies at their chests. Just another tale of a pogrom ignited by jealousy, underlying racism and hate. Justice was never served...

Wednesday, December 17, 2008

The Dandy Warhols - The Little Drummer Boy

The Days Of Late

A certain opportunistic clarity has come over me recently. Yes, there is a terrible problem with our economy and no, it doesn't seem like it's gonna end anytime soon but still, cosmic habit force is sure to carve the way.
I dont really understand how this economic disaster has happened but I'm sure a select few (who are responsible for this mess) are sitting pretty because of it. Cant say I blame them or am bitter because they are sharks and most are flounders. Anyone that had their life savings in the stock market, I think, are idiots.
As for all these government bailouts - I think its the biggest mistake our leaders can make. Why reward these insolvent companies when their own executives made these mistakes. As far as I remember there are no prisoners taken in this game of business. Ford, for example, they've been producing way more cars than they can sell and now are firing all of these hard working employees. All of whom have obviously become dependent on those weekly pay checks. They're closing these extra plants down now and asking for a Gov't bailout. I dont get it, I've had problems with different business ventures in the past and never asked the gov't for cash and so why should they give it to Ford? Fucking suckers. Let these incompetent, self bonusing executives go screw themselves! Give the bailout cash to the employees who are truly suffering and will with no doubt go hungry or homeless without it. I do understand the logic but I simply dont agree. But then, who am I? Some lone dumb blogger with a voice no louder than his dot com...

Subway Random

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Saturday, December 13, 2008

Bonfire @ Marine Park

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