Since Steamboat McGoo is still assembling himself in his new location, some members of the Moronosphere may be suffering withdrawal pains. You know, no daily p*** page. But never fear, Kishnevi’s here.
It’s pretty soft p*** but it is probably NSFW, unless you have a very cool boss. But it does a pose a quandary for any feminist. (more…)
Notice how everyone reacts as if they are in the direct path of the bat–not just the three women in the front (and I have to wonder how badly hurt that woman in the middle was, since it seems to be flying directly at her)–but the people a few rows back and to the side.
Except of course the two kids. The family outing just got a little more exciting, obviously. The boy has an “Oh wow! Awesome” look, but the girl just chomps on her pizza, totally unimpressed.
Holy McMoses, the clans have gathered at Ben Zion and produced– A Jewish Tartan!
Available from ties and sashes on up to full kilts (gentleman’s, hand pleated, 330 UKPounds).
For the budget minded, there are novelty pens available for 2.50 UKPounds (2 pens for 4 UKPounds).
And fully compliant with Jewish law and, I assume, Scottish custom.
For over 300 years Scots Jews have waited for their own tartan and now - here it is!
The official Jewish Tartan is an authentic Scottish tartan created by Heritage Experts and Rabbis.
It is the only Scottish Jewish Tartan approved and registered by the Scottish Tartans Authority.
Initiated by Rabbi Mendel Jacobs (pictured above) - the only Scottish born Rabbi living in Scotland, it’s 100% Kosher - being a non wool-linen mix, and as it incorporates many aspects of Scottish-Jewish cultural and religious history, it is the perfect representation of our heritage.
Now, next up I suggest Rabbi Jacobs work on a Jewish single malt.
Back in 2004, the soprano Deborah Voigt was fired from a production of Richard Strauss’s Ariadne auf Naxos because she was too big, and the director decided she would not look right in the little black dress which would have been her character’s costume. Ariadne is a woman from Greek muythology abandoned on the island of Naxos, and only in opera would she wear a little back dress while moping for Theseus. (Not to worry–Bacchus comes along and everything turns out okay.) Of course, only in opera would she be accompanied by a commedia dell arte troop and actually be not Ariadne but an eighteenth century diva singing in an Austrian aristrocrat’s private theater–but that part you have to blame on Strauss. The little black dress can be blamed only on Covent Garden.
So for that opera, the fat lady didn’t sing, because she got fired. But the opera did end, eventually.
There was a hullabaloo in the press and online about the whole affair, but Ms. Voigt was motivated to get gastric bypass surgery and stop being the fat lady. So now she’s returning to Covent Garden, in the same role, and wearing the same dress.
Which allowed her and her staff to make the following video for posting to YouTube: Return of the Little Black Dress.
The credits, btw, list a personal assistant to the Little Black Dress.
A few days ago, I would have linked to a story with more details about Ms. Voigt, but the story is a wholly owned subsidiary of a news organization which shares the initials of Animal Planet, so no background link for the story.