Stop The World, I Want To Get Off
Stop The World, I Want To Get Off
I Mean That Literally And Figuratively
The above title of the 1960s musical seemed apropos for this moment. Am I alone here, or has the entire world gone friggen bonkers? In what seems like a lifetime ago, I would have said, “Koo Koo for Cocoa Puffs.” But now, shit’s gotten so serious that I can’t use a lighthearted reference anymore for just how crazy the world has gone. We’re ALL guilty of having lost our collective cookies. We might as well be living in Sweden with all the MAGA basket cases suffering from Stockholm Syndrome in this country.
This recent headline in Politico has completely infuriated me: “Intel agencies eye brief for Trump, amid fears he could spill secrets.” WTAF??? You have got to be kidding me! If anything needs to spill, it’s that wildebeest’s blood from exploding by ingesting a dozen Diet Cokes, a bucket of Kentucky Fried Chicken, and several McDonald’s cheeseburgers in one sitting. He should be forced to do that for being the criminal that he is. Sadly, it seems like prison is going to elude him, and something must be done to minimize him.
Another flabbergasting moment was when the idiotic “refuted Jew” Jonathan Glazer at the Oscars—perhaps unintentionally—promoted the lynching of two Israeli IDF soldiers. Yes, Mary, that’s what you did, whether it was your intention or not or whether you want to admit it or not. It’s what ended up happening at the refuted moment. Your intentions were never honorable, so trying to rewrite history because you were admonished globally by fellow (and not only) Jews for fucking up so royally is so disingenuous.
Any way you slice it, you were live click-baiting at the Oscars, a shanda—sin, in Yiddish. Then again, you wouldn’t know that word because you are generations away from the diasporic Jews who didn’t speak a word of proper English, which you so eloquently do when denouncing your religion and heritage.
As you spewed that nonsense on Sunday and again the next day, claiming it was taken out of context, I thought of the six million non-refuted Jews—many who were murdered in the setting your film depicted—turning in their graves. What you did gave “creature” comfort for so many heinous antisemites who applauded you in the theater. Not to mention the countless international viewers and Hamas murderers who thought, “Bravo, that dumb Jew has been propagandized.” Trust me, girl; they will be the first to throw your Jewish-nosed face in prison or, worse, off a roof. They love doing that shit in Palestine. What...too soon?
The only comfort I can muster living in Bizarro World these days is having the conviction to be outspoken because—y’all know—I won’t be silent. The other joy is knowing that the karma boomerang will do what needs to be done.
