efrayim

I'm No Longer The Youngest Kid!

Sun, 03 Feb 2008 12:07:24 GMT

Today, at 10:37 a.m. my baby brother was born, weighing 3240g and being 54 cm long. Both my stepmom and brother are doing great. The name is top secret till the bris.

Also, if you'd like to have a link to your blog/site on my site (at the present it's at http://morzsa.net/efrayim, soon to be at http://efrayim.info), send me a 125x125 pixel graphic and the link and alt text you want me to put on the site.

I am setting myself up for MySpace drama!

Sat, 19 Jan 2008 10:44:59 GMT

Devraa would be proud of me!

Seriously, I was so pissed off by a bulletin I read today.

RED SKELTON'S RECIPE
FOR THE PERFECT MARRIAGE

1. Two times a week we go to a nice restaurant, have a
little beverage, good food and companionship
She goes on Tuesdays; I go on Fridays.

2. We also sleep in separate beds.
Hers is in California, and mine is in Texas.

3. I take my wife everywhere....
but she keeps finding her way back.

4. I asked my wife where she wanted to go
for our anniversary.
"Somewhere I haven't been in a long time!" she said.
So I suggested the kitchen.

5. We always hold hands. If I let go, she shops.

6. She has an electric blender, electric
toaster and electric bread maker.
She said "There are too many gadgets, and no place
to sit down!" So I bought her an electric chair.

7. My wife told me the car wasn't running well
because there was water in the carburetor.
I asked where the car was. She told me, "In the lake."

8. She got a mud pack, and looked great for two days.
Then the mud fell off.

9. She ran after the garbage truck, yelling, "Am I too late
for the garbage?" The driver said, "No, jump in!"

10. Remember: Marriage is the number one cause of divorce.

11. I married Miss Right. I just didn't know her
first name was Always.

12. I haven't spoken to my wife in 18 months
I don't like to interrupt her.

13. The last fight was my fault though.
My wife asked, "What's on the TV?"
I said, "Dust!"

It wasn't so much the above contents that made me see red, although I find most, if not all, of these jokes tasteless, but the little comment the poster added onto it:

Can't you just hear him say all of these? I love it........these were th e good old days
when humor didn't have to start with a four letter word. It was just clean and simple fun.
And he always ended his programs with the words, "God Bless" (Spelling and linebreaks are original.)

I had to respond with the following:
Yeah, these mysogynist jokes were sooo much funnier, really! Degrading women in the name of G-d is always clean and simple fun.

On Ron Paul

Fri, 18 Jan 2008 17:52:26 GMT

I posted this with permission. This was a MySpace conversation in messages.

The original bulletin:

Ron Paul, the Libertarian Republican candidate for President, may have some racist connections.

Recently, the white supremacist website, Stormfront.org, stated on their front page that Ron Paul is "one of us".

Ron Paul also accepted donations from several white supremacy groups and refused to return their donations.

Now some letters published in The New Republic, under the name of Ron Paul and authored in the first person, have come to light which call Martin Luther King a "gay pedophile", as well as slamming blacks.

Things are looking bad for the Ron Paul campaign now. But his supporters are lying to themselves and trying to invent a conspiracy theory to explain away these pesky racist letters - check it out:

http://revolusion2008.blogspot.com/2008/01/conscience-of-ron
-paul-supporter.html

My reply:

Thanks for the info! Ever since his 'That is like saying “Iran is about to invade Mars.” I mean, they have nothing. They don’t have an army or navy or air force,' I have been saying that in the better case he is an idiot, in the worse, he is an Enemy of Israel.

Aharon answers:

He says stuff in the Republican debates that sounds favorable to Israel, but I've also read some of his quotes in context about certain issues with Israel - and it isn't good.

He has said about the Israeli-Lebanon wars: "all the terrorists and innocents are not on the same side". That was enough to piss me off and despise this guy.

Me again:

Ron Paul is plain scary. He doesn't get that in Lebanon we weren't in war with the Lebanese people, but with Hezbollah and its allies, who were more than happy to sacrifice innocent Lebanese lives to attract attention to their "cause". How on earth does that make us the terrorists?

Aharon:

His idiotic reasoning says that because we killed some Lebanese civilians in the wars with Hezballah, that we are the same as Hezballah, Fatach, Chamas, etc, who all try to kill Jews and destroy Israel completely. OF COURSE, civilian casualties are going to happen in wars - that's inevitable - that doesn't mean Israel TRIED to kill civilians..... Ron Paul is an idiot...

Me:

Let me quote my brother's Lebanese neighbor. (Yes, there is a reason why he lives in Hungary instead of Lebanon.)

"Hezbollah are happy whenevre civillians die. If it's Jews, they are happy, because there are fewer Jews. If it's Muslims, they are happy, because they can get the attention of the whole world and the pity of the U.N." Funny that a Lebanese pediatrician understands that, but an American presidential candidate doesn't! The Hezbollah (and the Fatah and so on) love using human shields, love being planted in civillian surroundings, so there are as many civillian deaths as possible so thet the UN will be outraged.

Of course I have no idea why I expect anything good from America. After all, Jonathan Pollard is still inprisoned.

Aharon:

EXACTLY. That's so true..

I am so glad I'm not the only one who thinks this way.

20!

Sat, 12 Jan 2008 13:24:21 GMT

My birthday was brilliant! It was one of the best ones I've ever had!

I didn't get up too early, because I knew it was going to be a long day. I was actually woken up at around 9 a.m. by Maya who called to wish me a happy "Gregorian" birthday; my Jewish birthday was in December. She was very sweet to call during her break, she set my mood for the day! The only thing I wished was that she'd been here, though. Maya, I miss you girl!

My bro made Texas sheet cake for me which was eaten at lunch. I had more cake than lunch, or so my brother-in-law said. I got some cool gifts from them. The best one was a little square book called "Jewish Budapest". It's one of a series. These little books show photos of Budapest centered on different topics: the Danube, churches, photos taken of the same places 100 years apart. I collect these books, but I never knew there was one about Jewish Budapest!

Dad and Miriam, the stepmother, called after lunch, then Chaim and Serach. It's always nice talking to both of them. The great surprise came when Devraa called me from Hong Kong! We never got along and we always did the pleasantries over e-mail. That reduces the risk of a row by about a billion per cent. She and I had a nice little chit-chat. She said that practically the whole family shunned her except Hevel and Chaim when she broke the news of becoming a Netzari Jew. Not that I approve, but she is an adult, doesn't need my permission to believe in some 1st century rabbi being the messiah. What's more, it is not my place to judge her. After all, my other sister believes the Lubavitcher Rebbe was the messiah. I think 3/4 of my sisters are weird. Serach is pretty sane, though.

I met several Szarvas friends at the open-air ice rink in City Park. The rink is probably the largest open-air artificial ice rink in the region, possibly in Europe. I got the tickets for my friends and me from Kevin and Hevel, too. We agreed to meet at 5, though Ottó said he might be late. In spite of that everyone was there around ten to 5. It was Melinda's first time skating. She did well, and I hope she didn't get too many bruises to lose interest in the ice.

We skated tillaround 7 p.m. then we went over to Salamon, a glatt kosher restaurant for dinner. Hevel and Kevin met us there. We had basically the best dinner ever! They are very good with being Hungarian kosher: just enough Hungarianness to make it different from what you can eat in Tzfat. Of course we started the meal with some lovely kosher pear and plum pálinka (liquor, sometimes translated as schnaps or brandy) that put me in a highly elevated mood. Then we ate and talked and acted like a noisy Jewish family around the Shabbat table, minus the singing.

Dinner was really good, but too much. To work it off, my friends and I walked up to the Castle District and then came back down on foot. Finally I caught a cab and got home around 3 a.m.

Yes, people

Sat, 12 Jan 2008 05:48:56 GMT

When I get home and start to play in a band again, it will be called Kosher Cola. Or possibly Kosher Kola.