Since today is the first day of the eight you might know as Chanuka/xанука/חֲנֻכָּה, I decided to stop flaming up the Dancing with the Stars chatrooms just long enough to track down the Old Testament chapters that talk about why exactly we should play with our dreidels. I give you, then, 1 Maccabees Chap. 4. …
Continue reading “Who Lacked Such Armor and Swords As They Would Have Wished”
One of the lovely things about having a blog with thoughtful readers (as distinct from most of our visitors, who arrive in a fruitless search for pederasty) is that I don’t need advice columnists. I don’t have to suffer the smugness of traditional advice columnists, the nerditude of the Times Ethicist, or the colonic graphicness …
Continue reading “Should the Babysitter Take the Kids to the Movies?”
No, it’s not even December, but apparently the Christmas culture wars have already commenced. Goody.
Murder is up in New York, as is drinking until you end up in the hospital. And in my household, toddler gun violence is at an all time high. Of course, it’s simulated violence. Like the Dagestani warlord whose son’s wedding ended up on Wikileaks, I only let my child play with a gold-plated pistol: …
