Last night I went to Teatron in Yaffo (south of Tel Aviv) with some friends to a private party of some production big-wig.Saturday, January 20, 2007
Diva International!
Last night I went to Teatron in Yaffo (south of Tel Aviv) with some friends to a private party of some production big-wig.Wednesday, January 17, 2007
You want pictures?!?
It was an amazing program all in all. The fact that there were 30 women all on a spiritual quest or looking for a free trip to Israel (as with the incognito Christian girls in the group) said something for the group dynamic. There were some GREAT conversations. And little clusters of us skeptics would separate ourselves and talk about all the contradictions stated. But the dedication to Judaism was strong (except for the Christians) and I learned more than I ever wanted to about those strange black-coat men in the contest for the longest, sleekest, curliest pe'ahs known to Abraham.
Tuesday, January 16, 2007
J'lem joy!
You can't hear the sarcasm in my voice. I would like to say that's because it doesn't exist, but sadly, if I were to vocalize "Jerusalem joy!" it would likely come out very sarcastic. Rah rah Jerusalem and all that, but truth be told, I don't really like the place. I mean Jerusalem is not to be blamed. The poor city is the victim of countless fanatics and other crazies.
The first reason: cold. It's an interesting place though. Everyone told me it's tough to live in Israel and it's true. Especially as a non-citizen. I was sitting on a bus yesterday with the butt of a gun in my face and yet I'm not bothered because I don't think it's loaded and the nice redhead holding it is donning a kippah. All this while "Georgia on my Mind" played on the radio in between all the Arab stations.
The stark reality is that I'm still an Anglo living an Anglo life. I don't want to be one of those Americans living here 10 years and barely fumbling through Hebrew with the thickest "um-um" American accent. "B-SAAAY-der!"
I had a close call with religion: I was almost ready to sign on for another three-week brainwashing session with Aish HaTorah when the skeptic in me finally got through.
Lesson One, straight from the Housekeeping Monthly's May 1955 "The Good Wife's Guide:"
"A good wife always knows her place."
Lesson Two: yeshiva boys aren't that scary. Neither are wigs, long skirts, hordes of babies and enslavement in the kitchen.
I can get with one thing and one thing only: religion is there for a reason. Rules are for people who don't have the common sense to figure things out for themselves. But the point is to better oneself! To constantly evaluate one's life. To find meaning and integrity in all of life's moments.
I can't say with certainty that J'lem'sters hit the mark on that one, though.
Tuesday, January 09, 2007
Jewish gals get jiggy

Who says religious gals can't have fun? I am on a program of the religious persuasion. Been here for two weeks. No complaints. It's lots of fun (clean fun mind you) and I've certainly learned a great deal about my own Hebrew persuasions.
This past week we went to the Tzafon (the North) on a super-excursion to see all the best sites there. First we traveled to the east of the West Bank on highway 90, around Jericho (first we stopped in a Jewish town to catch the amazing view) and along the border of Jordan. It seems Israelis think hugging the Jordanian border is safer than creeping along the West Bank border. Then we tramped through a muddy hilltop trail overlooking the fertile Jordan valley. Date palms spread thick like weeds across the valley floor, and the land is patched from foothill to foothill with banana trees, eggplants, lettuce and other legumes.
No trip to Israel would be complete without an outing to a kibbutz (or moshav or whatever they be called these days). But this one was special. Kibbutz Dagim, as it is named, has some Japanese Christians living there, and they've created a nice little home for themselves on the edge of the compound complete with a koi pond.
The next day, we went boating on the Kineret and that's where all the magic happened. The day ended with a nice stroll through the artist's colony of Tsfat and a long ride home.
The Yid goes on
Wednesday, November 22, 2006
In search of Yids... Pt. 1
I called my grandmother's (older?) sister today to see what I could learn about the family. Actually, it started a few weeks ago when I asked my mother some random questions about the family history, mostly out of curiosity, not to open up this whole can of worms.
My mom told me that her sister had a bunch of family documents, but when I e-mailed her, she refered me to Aunt Catherine (my great-aunt). So I called a woman I haven't spoken with since my grandmother's passing in 1998 when I was 16 and had more important things to think about than my ancestry.
So I finally got a moment to talk with Aunt Catherine and here's what I was able to find out. Wait: first a preface. My family is largely atheist/secular/Christian/Jewish, in that order. Of course my matrilinial ancestry is all Jewish; in fact, I'm pretty sure my grandmother set the precedent in marrying a goy. How I learned it, two (unrelated) families came here from Germany in the 1800s, and stayed very close. So close, that the two families intermarried (all kosher here).
Today's conversation with aforementioned aunt brought the following news: A woman named Ann, who survived the Holocaust along with her older sister, was married to a Wallerstein (great-grandfather's family). So she was sent to the U.S. to live with the family here in order to escape Nazi death camps (I'm filling all this in) and brought with her information about the rest of the family, both in Germany (I'm not sure if there are too many) and in Israel.
Apparently my uncle, while traveling to Israel not too long ago, met someone on the plane with the family name, and figured out that the guy is related! My uncle, by the way, was studying medicine in Germany when the Yom Kippur War broke out, and he went to Israel to volunteer as a medic in the army!
On my great-grandmother Ruth's (my namesake)side, the history is in good hands with Ruth's great-neice, who married a man from the other family I mentioned.
My great-aunt, in the meantime, is going to send me copies of family documents, which there are boxes of. The other stashes of goodies are housed in L.A., Kentucky and Philadelphia. Looks like my road trip might be worthwhile afterall.
At age 23, here's what one phone call told me about my rich ancestry and modern whereabouts:
1. I have extended family in Israel and possibly Germany.
2. We have a lot of practicing Jews still! And Zionists! Basically, my grandmother's family is the only major Goy-esque branch.
3. Three people hold documentation to the family history.
4. The family name was a result of Napoleon forcing people to take last names to make it easier to tax them. My G-G-G-G(or whatever)-grandfather chose to honor his hometown, and was evermore called Wallersteiner.
Monday, September 18, 2006
Small country gets ink in small paper
Wednesday, September 13, 2006
Matisya-who?
Honestly I didn't even know about the guy until a little while ago, but then I pitched it to my editor that I should do a story, and lo and behold, I'm like a paparazzi chasing the guy down.
But I found him-- at the Berkeley Chabad, then saw him in concert, then hung out with him at a low-key Q&A at the Berkeley Hillel. What can I say? Berkeley just has cooler stuff going on.
So here's the skinny:
Yes, he IS a legitimate Jew. And he rocks live. His wife is an intelligent, beautiful woman. His baby boy is adorable. What's there not to love? Some people just have it all. And to boot, he's a nice guy.
Check out Oy Bay! for complete coverage.
From hash to HaShem (working title)
Today, Matthew Miller is Matisyahu Miller, an observant Chassidic Jew and top selling artist on Sony-BMG label, is performing across the country to Jews and non Jews alike. His most popular song, “King Without a Crown,” made it to number seven in the Billboard charts.
In early September, the artist walked onto stage at the San Jose Civic Auditorium in a black coat and fedora, singing to more than 2,000 fans of all ages and backgrounds. Some teenagers showed up just to hear good music and have a turn in the mosh pit. Others felt more connected to Matisyahu’s connection with God.
Elisa Becerra, who was raised Christian, says Matisyahu’s music moved her to seek a deeper connection with God, through Orthodoxy. “You feel like the music is speaking directly to you,” Becerra says. “He just has a way of making people feel good.”
Devorah Witt, an Orthodox Jew visiting from Jerusalem, says Matisyahu’s music goes beyond good tunes and inspiration. “I think his music is actively bringing Moshiach,” she says.
Eli Altschuler, a Modern Orthodox Jew from Los Angeles, disagrees. The music is sincere, Altschuler says, but it doesn’t further his own religious convictions.
“He has given the Lubavitch a lot of strength,” adds Avi Blumenstein.
“As a person he’s very inspirational to people worldwide.”
In the Bay Area, however, Matisyahu may be strengthening the religiosity of young Jews. The mere presence of the reggae superstar, whose songs fill teenagers’ MySpace pages and mainstream radio stations, has inspired impressionable youths to show their Jewish pride.
David Linder, a 16-year-old from Saratoga, dons a kippah “for respect” and proudly announces that he skateboards to Matisyahu’s music on his iPod.
“He’s like a role model to me,” Linder says. “You never see a Jewish guy getting up there and doing reggae.”
Linder and a group of friends buy Matisyahu T-shirts to wear at the show, and argue over who gets the title of “biggest fan.”
Matisyhau’s San Jose performace included his hit “King Without a Crown” and “Jerusalem.” Many of the words are difficult to understand because of the reggae style of singing, but some of the messages come across loud and clear.
Matisyahu performs “Youth,” a song without strong religious undertones that calls for young men to “make their demands.” Longtime friend and fellow Yeshiva student, Zalman Shimon Wircberg, who is accompanying the Millers on tour, jumps onstage and does Chasidic-style dancing with Matisyahu. The crowd demands two encore songs, and the concert ends well past midnight.
Shabbos
In the days preceding the show, Matisyahu spends Shabbos as any other devout Orthodox Jew, quietly finishing his prayers at the house of Berkeley Chabad Rabbi Yehuda Ferris, while dozens of loud Jewish fraternity members drink wine. During the meal, Matisyahu receives praise after praise about his music, and he accepts each compliment with a “thank you.” It’s hard to imagine this quiet, humble Chasid getting onstage and singing his heart out to thousands of fans.
On tour with Matisyahu is his wife Tahlia, who is due with their second child in November, and son Laivy Yitzhak, 1. The family travels with him when they can, and Tahlia has her own thing going on—she teaches a class on intimacy to young Jews. The Miller family travels from Chabad house to Chabad house while on tour, taking every effort to be observant. It’s not hard; you just have to know what to look out for, Matisyahu says.
“When you have your mind made up to do something, you can do it,” he says.
But Matisyahu wasn’t always so directed. For much of his teenage years, he pursued music under the alias “MC Truth” with the group MC Mystic’s Soulfari Band in the New York area. After years of listening to reggae, indulging in marijuana and following the band Phish, he was left feeling soulless and wanted to get out of a life that was “limiting.”
“I started thinking about the world in a different perspective,” Matisyahu says, and he started a gradual process of becoming more religious, which stemmed from a “yearning to go back and communicate with HaShem.”
It was a hard decision for Matisyahu, but he credits the friendly and funny Chabad emissaries for making the transition to being an observant Jew easier. His family took it hard, he says, and they thought it was just another youthful indiscretion.
“My mom was going through a mental breakdown—‘he used to be into drugs, now he’s religious. I don’t know which is worse,’” Matisyahu recalls.
Matisyahu took Halacha (Jewish law) head-on in 2001, and left music behind for a while.
“I made a break from everything in my past,” he says. He thought music would play a role in his life like any other Orthodox Jew, through traditional Jewish music.
“I soon stopped lying to myself and realized that Jewish music sucks basically,” Matisyahu says. “And if I wanted to hear Jewish music, I was going to have to create my own.”
He says his music is based on genres he knew from the past—hip-hop and reggae—but with some of the Jewish ideas and concepts, and found inspiration in Chasidic songs and Sephardic melodies. He says he heard hip-hop beats behind the traditional niggunim.
Some of the same phrases cross over from reggae. Lyrics such as “fire descends from on high in the shape of a lion/ burn the sacrifice of pride and ride on to Mount Zion” can easily be compared to Bob Marley’s words.
Perhaps it is the timeless themes, or the novelty of a man in a black coat, tzit tzit and a fedorah twirling onstage, but whatever the reason, Matisyahu quickly went from performing in coffee shops in New York to selling out shows in world capitals.
Two years ago, as he was building a following and grabbing some media attention, he met Tahlia, a New York University student who contacted him to do a video. He kept bumping into her around town, and was intrigued. He recalls skating to mincha together, and was impressed by her spunk dodging in and out of traffic.
“I never saw a girl rollerblade like that,” Matisyahu says. “After two or three dates, I said, ‘this’ll work.’”
While his popularity grows, and he continues to inspire and touch fans from all walks of life, Matisyahu says even though the crowd he attracts isn’t your typical shul-going bunch, his music is an outlet for his own expression; making tunes is something he felt he needed to do.
“I like being out there and saying, ‘This is who I am,’” Matisyahu says.
Wednesday, September 06, 2006
McManus stoops to new low
You call yourself a professional journalist, he taunted. "You talk the talk..." he wrote.
This is all laughable to the innocent observer, sure, but this 50-something guy has actually taken it upon himself to try intimidate me! What a lost cause; I have experience combatting facists.
I gained special invisibility status at the Spartan Daily last term when my pro-Israel sentiment landed me in the hot-pot with certain opinion editors. My stories underwent special scrunity, and some were lost in the rush of things. At one point, when the worst facist editor was ready to print his 3,099th anti-Israel article the day after Yom HaShoah, I threatened to change one of my assignments (which had already been written and submitted) into a full-on pro-Israel piece. But they weren't having it, and instead appeased me by promising a future spot for a rebuttal. (A brief, but well-written response was printed the next week.)
My favorite was when I attended a anti-Zionist meeting, where I observed undetected until I asked the ring-leaders if their group had a name, and they finally caught on. They demanded I hand over my tape recorder and notes. I shot back with a shpiel on the First Amendment, but facists don't understand personal freedoms.
Then, after interviewing a Middle Eastern studies professor, she told a fellow professor (who was a favorite teacher of mine) that she was sure I was a Jewish Orthodox spy sent from Washington to infiltrate and sabotage her class. Oh? he asked, how can you tell? From her last name! the facist replied. (I might let the reader in on a little secret: my last name would have received a blessing from Hitler himself!)
Facists beware: You are right about one thing: Jews run the media. Mwahhhh haaa haaa!
Wednesday, August 23, 2006
Pot, if you look closer, that kettle is actually hunter green
Alas, here I am again. This semester has barely begun and already I am considering bringing the armor back out of the closet, this time to quell the anti-Israel sentiment among faculty. Well, one to be exact. John McManus.
He teaches global communication to a room full of young and impressionable minds. It all started when he invited the Washington bureau chief of the Israeli Broadcasting Authority, Yaron Deckel, to speak in his class about a different perspective of journalism. Little did the journalist know, he was walking into a lion's den. The professor and one or two of the students posed provocative questions about the “illegal security fence” and at one point McManus asked if Israel was illegally occupying Palestine.
The journalist, incredulous, answered, “I'm just asking, what's the best headline. I'm not trying to solve the conflict in the Middle East.”
The class laughed and the professor stopped trying to turn the lecture into a political brawl.
When I wrote both the preview and review article on the lecture, I took notes and submitted the articles to my then-managing editor, who was also present at the event. 'Nuff said.
A few weeks ago, an e-mail was leaked to me from this meshugenah professor in response to an offer by Hillel and the Israeli embassy to send speakers to the guest lecture to journalism students. He replied in an e-mail to the journalism faculty and staff:
“In the spring term I invited an Israeli journalist made available in a similar way -- through the Israeli embassy. I asked him to address a series of questions about global communication -- the topic of the class. He didn't discuss a single one. Instead, he turned the class into a propaganda session trying to persuade the students that Israel is unfairly treated in the U.S. press. That might have been a useful discussion were it based on data, but it wasn't. Several students found it offensive. And, of course, it was totally one-sided.”
To me, this response is completely counter-intuitive to objective journalism. To paraphrase the journalist who spoke: you bring the news, pleasant or otherwise. McManus is clearly reacting because he didn't like what he heard.
Ironically, McManus also guest lectures in other journalism classes. He came to speak in one of my classes well before this whole affair. He went on and on about oil, George W. Bush, and, of course, how Israel is responsible for a war. (Mel, looks like you have a friend?) I came to the same conclusion about him that he did about the journalist:
“In the spring term my teacher invited Professor John McManus. He was asked to address a series of questions about his failing website that attempts to be a watchdog on the media-- one of the topics of the class. He didn't discuss a single one. Instead, he turned the class into a propaganda session trying to persuade the students that Israel is the reason for the Iraq War. That might have been a useful discussion were it based on data, but it wasn't. Several students found it offensive. And, of course, it was totally one-sided.”
Looks like I'll have a few dents in the old shield and helmet by the time I graduate (if I haven't sabotaged my academic career but taking a professor head-on), but who will fill the post if I didn't?
Monday, August 21, 2006
A brief but cold shoulder
"We have no agenda of inviting or dis-inviting anyone or the spokesperson from any cause."
I'd like to discuss it first with people in journalism and in the JMC first, because last time I tried to have an opinion and wrote about it, I was told not to bring internal e-mails into the blogosphere. Expect an opinion on the matter in a few days.
Oh G-d, here she goes again!
I hope it is not hopeless to stand up for the injustices we see in the world, no matter how small, large or futile they seem.
In an e-mail dated Aug. 21, 2006, I wrote:
Dear Dr. Briggs:
I was taken aback when I read the e-mail John McManus sent to the JMC faculty concerning the Israeli journalist that guest-lectured in his class last spring. I respectfully disagree with his plea not to feature any other speakers offered by the Israeli Embassy. As a journalism student, given the tense times in the Middle East and the pressing need to get as many views as possible, I think future reporters would benefit greatly from hearing speakers that offer a different analysis.
I covered the discussion for the Spartan Daily, both as a preview before the event and a review afterward. I felt the journalist was professional and did cover the issues he was asked to cover. I discussed with McManus what he hoped to get out of the guest and I also spoke with the journalist on what he was going to talk about. According to my notes and my recollection, McManus said he wanted to bring a different perspective of journalism to the class and cover communication flows and how American media affects foreign media. (See "Journalist to discuss terrorism, Israeli elections" in the Spartan Daily archives, 4/27/06)
Deckel, the journalist, told me he was going to hold a discussion with the students on how to cover different types of events and issues, such as terrorism, Israeli elections and how U.S. issues are presented in Israeli media.
According to McManus, "he turned the class into a propaganda session trying to persuade the students that Israel is unfairly treated in the U.S. press."
This is very different from my conclusion, based on my own opinion and by talking with students after the lecture. Deckel held a very interactive discussion, asking students to come up with headlines for different situations and talking about the differences between an American and Israeli audience.
McManus stated in his e-mail that he asked the journalist to "address a series of questions about global communication," and that he "didn't discuss a single one," but according to my notes and recollection, he covered many of issues, including how American events are viewed in Israel, among other issues related to journalism and global communication.
At one point, when the speaker asked if there were any questions, McManus tried to get Deckel to answer political questions. He asked for Deckel's opinion on hot-button issues, such as the security fence. McManus asked something along the lines of: Isn't Israel illegally occupying Palestine? The journalist did not to get into a political discussion with McManus, and said, "I'm just asking, what's the best headline. I'm not trying to solve the conflict in the Middle East." Please see "Israeli journalist questions how Middle East news should be covered," Apr. 28, in the Spartan Daily archives online for more on what was discussed.
Additionally, I would like to add that when McManus was invited to speak in Stephen Greene's class on Apr. 19 on the topic of GradeTheNews.org and discuss evaluating different Bay Area news sources. Based on my notes and my recollection, McManus used almost half of the time to share his own political views. He made political commentary on the Iraq War, stating that it was to protect Israel, get back at Saddam Hussein and protect oil interests. Among his most interesting comments, he said if each journalist went by a code of ethics, like he should, "You'd be fair; if there's a controversy, you'd get both sides."
I am offended by McManus's e-mail as a journalism student and a working journalist. I find his words counterintuitive to being an objective journalist. I am available to discuss this further, please contact me at *** or by e-mail. I have CC'd Carmen Sigler, as I feel strongly that McManus's e-mail is wrongly accusing a respectable journalist of being unprofessional. I am also offering this correspondence as a rebuttal to his plea to JMC faculty to exclude speakers offered by the Israeli Embassy or other Jewish sources, so that journalism students can be exposed to all sides in any issue.
Thank you for your time. I look forward to a variety of guest lecturers this fall.
Sincerely,
Laura Rheinheimer
Links to Daily articles: Journalist to discuss terrorism, Israeli elections
Israeli journalist questions how Middle East news should be covered
*some alterations were made from the original e-mail to conceal personal information and correct grammar
Original e-mail
"In the spring term I invited an Israeli journalist made available in a similar way -- through the Israeli embassy. I asked him to address a series of questions about global communication -- the topic of the class. He didn't discuss a single one. Instead, he turned the class into a propaganda session trying to persuade the students that Israel is unfairly treated in the U.S. press. That might have been a useful discussion were it based on data, but it wasn't. Several students found it offensive. And, of course, it was totally one-sided."
Wednesday, August 16, 2006
Too many Jews!
There was an open bar, and the bartender was not shy with the alcohol! He handed us a cup, inappropriately calling it a Long Island iced tea, when a more-suited name would have been: vodka in blue.
I swear half of J-Date was there.
There were people taking pictures, including this lovely (albeit highly airbrushed) picture of the girls.
I look forward to many more, drinks for all!Oh, the party is called "Second Saturday" at the Cellar on sutter Street in the city.
Israel Action Day
An enlightened statement by Saratoga High sophomore, Ali Samuels, speaking about a two-week teen trip to
“Being a jew in
The Consul General of
Our problems are not going to stop with the ceasefire, he warned.
I second that. A lot of Israel supporters and Israelis are afraid to be vocal, as if were a bad thing to supprt you country and people!
In an interview after the speech, Akov said the key is to get the moderate Arabs to effect change in their own countries. Let's start with expressing our disbelief at the arrest of a Lebanese man for chumming it up with some Israeli soldiers. Maybe he thought they were nice.
I saw a lot of the who's who of South Bay Jews, including Oy-Bay.org blogmaster "Oyster" and a friend (hat tip to you sir) and all the new friends I made at Congregation Sinai.
Diane Fisher, a strong presence and leader in Israel action and executive director of the Jewish Community Relations Council, was, as usual, directing traffic and orchestrating everything in general.
Best of all, however, was journalism guru and Supreme Master (now I'm just kissing up) Jerry Ceppos who instructed concerned citizens on how to write effective letters to the editor.
Of course, I crudely promoted myself and probably talked his ear off, but he had the job I want, so why not try to pick his brain?
Thursday, August 10, 2006
First "real" clip
I made it to the big time, my name in lights...
The Mercury News!
Find it here, but after a week, it is accessible only to subscribers.
The Mercury News
mercurynews.com
Posted on Wed, Aug. 09, 2006
Teens robbed at gunpoint at Willow Glen High School
By Laura Rheinheimer
MediaNews
Three teenagers who had taken a night-time dip in the pool at Willow Glen High School were robbed at gunpoint shortly after 10 p.m. Monday.
An 18-year-old boy, a recent Willow Glen High School graduate, and two 15-year-old girls, sophomores at the school, had jumped into the highschool pool and were getting out when two men jumped over the fence around the pool area.
The men were wearing black ski masks and were armed with handguns. One man put a gun to the head of one of the girls and demanded that the teenagers hand over their personal belongings, including money, cell phones and keys to a 2001 gold Chevy Tahoe owned by the 18-year-old.
The men jumped back over the fence and fled in the Tahoe, according to San Jose Police Department spokeswoman Gina Tepoorten.
A witness who was walking his dog near the high school saw the men jump back over the fence and called 911, according to police. The police responded, but despite a search that included the department's helicopter were not able to find the men. The Tahoe, which was equipped with an OnStar global positioning system,was found abandoned at midnight near Crescent Drive and Willow Street with some of the teenagers' personal belongings inside.
Anyone with information about the crime is asked to contact the San Jose Police Department robbery unit at 408-277-4166 or contact Crime Stoppers at 408-947-STOP.
They're cheating on the propoganda war!
As if there wasn't already enough subjectivity in choosing which photos to use, which shots to take, captions to use, etc, now there's Photoshop.
Here in the newsroom, next to the photo department, I hear the disdain of professional photographers who struggle to get someone to smile for a shot. They use Photoshop to sharpen images and crop them to spec. Would you ever doctor a photo, I ask? No, come one, we're professionals.
And so, the propoganda war, tipped in favor of, or rather tipped away from the favor of Israel. But it's no small wonder, really, because of two reasons:
1--Israel is scrutinized far too much to get away with bad photoshop work.
2--I'd think Israel wouldn't do that. Besides, what would they do? Triple the number of Katyusha rockets sailing through the sky?
Reality is bad enough, nobody needs to embellish it in order to get people riled up.
Just my thoughts.
Monday, August 07, 2006
The J (as in journalism) life.
All the dribble babble coming out the mouths of the people at the SD seems so juvenile at this point. I hear about those who graduated and going off to mostly Bay Area newspapers for jobs. GOYA! Far off places call me even before my time is up.
I knew a group of guys who used to watch videos of them goofing off in high school, they eyes glazed over with nostalgia thinking about the "good old days."
Really? High school?
And then I see people go off to college, graduate, and instead of going out to seek their fortune, they take a job either at the college or where they are dealing with college kids.
School is just a passage to discover who you are, what you love and who you want to be. It's like the birth canal; you shouldn't want to stay there.
And now I can honestly say I've had a taste for what the big abyss is going to be like. Sure it's a bit overwhelming, but I am certainly grateful it's not commanded by some talentless group of puffed up boys who somehow landed manager positions. If I wanted to surround myself with bullies who get off on power, I would have joined the force.
I'm quite skeptical of the motives behind wanting to stay in that transitional phase, full of uncertainty and a bit of recklessness in many ways.
Sunday, July 30, 2006
The clips amass
Check out a new one at the Willow Glen Resident.
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