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Anti-Israel propaganda promised me that Israeli soldiers would pressure me into sex on my Birthright Trip. FALSE ADVERTISING!!! This is supposed to be the queer pride trip. Not ONCE has an IDF soldier pressured me into ANYTHING let alone lesbian sex. There has been no sexual harassment whatsoever! THIS IS BULLSHIT!!
Georgian Jews from Kutaisi, Imeretia region, 1910s - 1930s
Jews have been living in Kutaisi starting from ancient times, and the community quickly became one of the largest in Georgia. A famous inhabitant, Boris Gaponov, was a Jewish lexicographer, who had translated “The Knight in Panther’s Skin” from Georgian into Hebrew. Now, as most of the Jews immigrated, their special Georgian Jewish speech can be still heard in the speech of ethnic Georgians who continue to live in the former Jewish quarter. Adorned with impressive interior frescoes recently restored, the great Kutaisi synagogue still operates for Shabbat and feasts. A statue of Boris Gaponov was placed at its entrance.
Was driving with my grandmother and in broken English she says “no eyes… no nose… no face. Don’t trust.” To which I looked around wildly in search of this omen of ill portend.
Cybertruck. It was a cybertruck.
Recently managed to activate the most amazing infodump trap card.
I was driving through Vermont with a friend, and we pulled over at a tiny shop offering Maple Items. We were on the state highway, not the interstate, so "pulling over" meant "squeezing my tiny car into a parking bay the size of a broad highway shoulder."
As we got out of the car, an older woman emerged from behind the building where she had been pruning her roses. She introduced herself as Tammy.
Her shop offered the promised variety of Maple, but also a number of small antiques and a plethora of dog figurines, plaques, and clearly-hand-stitched garden flags.
A huge purple ribbon hung on the wall behind the register, along with many pictures of small dogs. This was no county fair ribbon. It was the size of my torso. The material had the soft sheen of actual silk.
As I placed my purchases on the counter, I asked, "Do you... Breed dogs?"
Yes. She does. She has bred Yorkies for the last 40 years. Her mother bred Yorkies before her. The purple ribbon was from her national championship winning Yorkie.
You may be expecting that the infodump was going to be about Yorkies.
It was not.
It was about 40 years of drama in the Yorkie breeding community. Where – you must understand – the judging at shows is often about who you're in with, not about the dogs. This is especially true when Tammy's opponents win anything.
And Tammy's mother! Well. Phyllis has been on the Yorkie scene since Yorkies were invented. Because of this, many women of equally venerable age hold deep grudges against Phyllis. The sort of grudges that result in episodes of Midsommar Murders.
This led to deep injustices against Phyllis on the part of judges and prevented her dogs from winning so often she retired from the scene. Judging is all about who you're friends with, after all.
After 20 years in hiding, Phyllis – the One True Queen of Yorkie Breeding – hatched a plot. She may have been out of the show circuit, but she was still breeding dogs. She entered an absolutely perfect bitch in the national competition, but sent her with a handler rather than go in person.
None of the usurpers knew who this dog belonged to, and in dog-breeding circles this Does Not Happen. This could have resulted in further injustices, but Phyllis was crafty. She knew this tournament was being judged by a man from the UK, who knew naught of the drama in the US Yorkie Empire.
With these advantages – and being the best dog there – Phyllis's bitch won the highest honor at the show.
Incensed by this insult to their ill-gotten supremacy, the other owners descended on the handler after the show, demanding to know for whom he was working.
"Phyllis," said he.
The name of the overthrown queen evoked horror in the usurpers.
"PHYLLIS!? She's still ALIVE!???"
Yes, Phyllis yet lived, and this bitch – the dog, not the woman – went on to mother Tammy's current dogs. One of whom, Lucy-Fur, is the reincarnation of Tammy's sister (also Lucy). This is certain for two reasons.
Firstly, Sister Lucy absolutely went straight to Hell upon her death, and Lucy-Fur the dog is positively as evil as Sister Lucy was.
Secondly, Sister Lucy always said when she died she wanted to come back as one of Phyllis's dogs because "mom treated the dogs better than us."
Happy pride, here’s your yearly reminder that Jews belong in queer spaces! 🏳️🌈✡️
WITHOUT you subjecting them to ideological purity tests
This!!!!!!
a siddur belonging to marilyn monroe, complete with her annotations in pencil. many remember her as a sex symbol who lived a difficult life, but few know of her conversion & devotion to judaism. "everybody's always out to get them, no matter what they do," said monroe. "like me."
There's little easily found about Marilyn's Judaism, but these pictures are sweet. She looks genuinely happy.
I'm at the Israeli rave! I'm at the bomb shelter! I'm at the combination Israeli rave and bomb shelter!
additional note. why do we call it “religious experience.” shouldn’t it be a “spiritual experience.” “religious experience” implies one is like, connecting with a specific religious doctrine or something. like you orgasm so good that you specifically fully grasp the talmud
Lesbian Jewish-Hindu Wedding
When I get blood samples at work sometimes they’re still warm from being imminently inside the patient’s veins and my hands are always cold because all the labs Ive work in are in the basement and they keep it kinda cold for whatever reason (and I’m also just a chilly kid).
And I clutch the little warm tubes of blood and feel this sick person warming my hands and I think about how kind you might be and how I wish I could hold your hand and how badly, how really really badly, I want you to get better and stay warm and hold someone’s hand again.
And anyway sometimes it’s better to not think so vividly about the people I’m doing tests for. I’m a good little cog in a vast machine of people all trying to heal and cure, and my cog feels so fucking small sometimes. But I hope the blood I prepare for you helps you breathe better and laugh and wake up feeling well rested.
We’ve never met but you warmed my hands and I want you to know I love you and I’m rooting for you.
I have over 40k notes on this and it’s the most wonderful thing I could have hoped would get tumblr-famous. I wish you all comfort and compassion every day
One of the most beautiful things I’ve ever seen - cover of a Yiddish art journal titled Milgroym (Pomegranate), published in Berlin between 1922 and 1924. Thanks to the efforts of The National Library of Israel issues of Milgroym were scanned and published online. To find this beautifully edited and extremely elegant journal please visit the following link:
http://web.nli.org.il/sites/JPress/English/Pages/Milgroim.aspx
Don’t forget about other Yiddish newspapers from all around the world published online at The National Library of Israel:
http://web.nli.org.il/sites/JPress/English/Pages/default.aspx
the cambrian period was like 10 years ago
the cambrarin period was like 3 years ago
the cambrian period is TOMORROW!!!
I found some pictures in my grandmothers photo albums
Jerusalem, 1987
Jews who work within the Orthodox movement to improve equality and progress are so important and valuable.
I see you, LGBTQ Orthodox Jews who work to combat homophobia and transphobia.
I see you Orthodox Jewish women and allies who work to combat the Agunah crisis.
I see you Black Orthodox Jews who work to combat antiblackness.
I see you Orthodox Jewish Yoetzot Halacha and Rabbaniyot combatting sexism.
I see you Orthodox Jews-by-choice who work to combat conversion stigma.
You are all so incredible and courageous and loved and you are truly doing great Mitzvot. Hashem should bless you all.
[Goyim this is very much an intra-community post and I'm not really comfortable with non-Jews reblogging or commenting on this one. Sorry. I just can't risk it.]
