I am in here.
Just ordered a pizza from Papa John’s and it comes with its own movie to watch. Being given a choice (ain’t America grand?) of movies to be delivered — without cheese on it, it is to be hoped (and yes, I know the difference between that phrase and the much-misused “hopefully”) (where was I, now?) … Continue reading Pizza and a movie
Thanks to Eamonn Fitzgerald’s Rainy Day: The nun’s story: She saw, she claimed, “straps covered with iron hooks, which penetrated to the bone, and tore off large pieces flesh at every blow.” The words there of the An Icon production German nun, Sister Anne Catherine Emmerich. Today, in the piazza in front of St Peter’s … Continue reading Long-belated follow-up
It’s past sundown, and I sit and stare at my glass of water over there (which I was drinking before sundown). Had only one meal today, but I made it a big one with chocolate cake for dessert. My worry is not “Will I make it through YK?” but “Will I forget it’s YK and … Continue reading Erev Yom Kippur at white pebble
From the Jerusalem Post ‘Your next story’ To date, the large international networks have been unwilling to apologize for their false reports of Israel having carried out a massacre in Jenin during the campaign against the suicide bombers in April 2002. Jonathan Van Caspel, 34, knows this from personal experience. He fought in Jenin as … Continue reading Apologies in the news, or not
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