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Sat, 26/04/2025 - 12:13
The End of Anti-Semitism

We live in a weird time: the accusation of anti-semitism has never been more common and the consequences have never been more severe, but the accusation has never been more likely to be a compliment.

In most cases today, if someone is accused of anti-semitism, they are being accused of being against genocide. Against the mass murder of ci civilians. Against children being deliberately shot in the head and against prisoners being raped to death

To be sure, real anti-semites exist, but if someone hasn’t been accused to anti-semitism, one knows they have no ethics and are either a wimp, unwilling to even say “genocide is bad” or an evil person who thinks genocide is good.

Created
Sat, 26/04/2025 - 09:31

“U.S. texts Barnard employees and asks if they are Jewish…. The texts, which faculty members said appeared to have gone to nearly all Barnard staff members, appear to be part of an aggressive new tactic by the Trump administration to collect reports of alleged antisemitism at Barnard.”
New York Times, 4/23/25

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Created
Sat, 26/04/2025 - 03:00

Right now, you’re behind me, within reading distance on the freeway, at the stoplight, in the parking lot, maybe in the drive-thru line, or perhaps in my very own driveway (anywhere but a gas station, really), and I know what you’re thinking. But before you form another thought, you’re going to want to keep reading this five-hundred-word bumper sticker on my Tesla so you can fully understand why I am not a bad person.

First, you must know that I got this car before Elon went evil billionaire. I recognize that its being a 2023 Tesla Model S does complicate that message, but you must also know that the only thing I hate more than what he’s doing to the American people is me being perceived as the bad guy.

Before the last few months, Musk was only mean toward some people, and I hope you can understand that I and most people in my social circles were not among them. So when that suddenly changed for me this year, I was just as outraged as any of you, as evidenced by this five-hundred-word bumper sticker prominently placed on my Tesla.

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Sat, 26/04/2025 - 02:07

Fascist Israeli National Security Minister Itamar Ben Gvir is set to appear on April 27 at the home of a Brooklyn businessman and Jewish power broker named Harry Adjmi, according to a private invitation.  Update: Jeremy Loffredo, a reporter for The Grayzone, was turned away from the Midwood, Brooklyn venue which hosted Israeli National Security Minister Itamar Ben Gvir on April 25. He witnessed a heavy security presence outside, with about 100 Shomrim, or volunteer Orthodox Jewish civilian patrolmen on […]

The post Ben Gvir to promote Gaza starvation plan at private Brooklyn ‘welcoming’ brunch first appeared on The Grayzone.

The post Ben Gvir to promote Gaza starvation plan at private Brooklyn ‘welcoming’ brunch appeared first on The Grayzone.

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Sat, 26/04/2025 - 01:12
A new ‘poem song’ with the fab Catenary Wires is out today: Every Song on the Radio Reminds Me of You. We’ve even made an accompanying video, in which I do some very good walking around with a radio, plus knob twiddling. It’s from our forthcoming album, ‘Sounds Made by Humans’ which comes out on 9…
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Fri, 25/04/2025 - 23:00

I was a goner, they said. Oh
well. Could’ve been worse.
Could’ve been born
before they dug up
all the words. & we’d just stand
around trying not to
explode. I wanted,
above all, & with no
regard for human life, to play my Atari
& be alone without ugliness.
I admit I liked people best when
they’re far away inside
me. Like on the phone
in the 90s. Could’ve
been worse. Could’ve
forgotten to invent scented markers
on purpose. The truth is, as
president, I was kind of a
walk-on. Most people hated
my guts. Others envied my
insane tallness. So I rubbed it in
by wearing the most obnoxious
hat ever made. I should’ve
worn it that night—but the war
was over &, like you, you bastard,
I was full of hope & liquid
dreams. Way back, before
the locomotive, I was actually
pretty, girlish even. But I aged 1,000 fucking years
in 3 winters just to show you
what it takes. To be the leader of endless
cannons. Asking fucked up
questions around fucked up
gentlemen. I was

Created
Fri, 25/04/2025 - 22:00

Hey, everyone, I couldn’t help overhearing in this giant, nigh-deserted, echoey castle that you were doing an elaborate musical number where everyone was involved. Well, almost everyone. It seems like you forgot about me, the servant in this castle who was turned into a chamberpot.

Consider what you just sang:

Course by course, one by one,
Till you shout, “Enough, I’m done.”
Then we’ll sing you off to sleep as you digest…

Kind of the perfect opportunity for me to jump in there, no?

I can’t help but feel no one wanted me here. Why? Because there’s not a good way to clean me other than throwing my contents out the nearest window?

But I can sing! I can also handle a big number. Honestly, that’s a good description of my day-to-day. Sometimes it’s several big numbers. French food is heavy. Loads of bread.

The Beast behaves like a beast, eats like a beast, and courts women like a beast, but he insists upon using the bathroom like a gentleman. It’s the only thing that reminds him he was once a man.

Well, I, too, once was a man.

Created
Fri, 25/04/2025 - 20:06
This is the second in a very occasional series of posts discussing the following proposition: in the English-speaking world, the last 50 years has seen a dramatic increase in the quantity and quality of text and visual mass media intended for children. The first post, on kids’ animated cartoons, is here. As noted in that […]