Teenage suicide

When I was 17 a friend of mine committed suicide, since then I have researched and tried to understand the Psyche that could make someone that young take their own life. I haven't had any major breakthroughs, but I heard a (country) song that really expressed how little we know and understand the mindframe one must be in to do this.

Larsen Blaine
How Do You Get That Lonely


It was just another story printed on the second page
Underneath the Tiger's football score
It said he was only eighteen, a boy about my age
They found him face down on the bedroom floor

There'll be services on Friday at the Lawrence Funeral Home
Then out on Mooresville highway, they'll lay him 'neath a stone...

How do you get that lonely, how do you hurt that bad
To make you make the call, that havin' no life at all
Is better than the life that you had
How do you feel so empty, you want to let it all go
How do you get that lonely... and nobody know

Did his girlfriend break up with him, did he buy or steal that gun?
Did he lose a fight with drugs or alcohol?
Did his Mom and Daddy forget to say I love you son?
Did no one see the writing on the wall?

I'm not blamin' anybody, we all do the best we can
I know hindsight's 20/20, but I still don't understand...

How do you get that lonely, how do you hurt that bad
To make you make the call, that havin' no life at all
Is better than the life that you had
How do you feel so empty, you want to let it all go
How do you get that lonely... and nobody know

It was just another story printed on the second page
Underneath the Tiger's football score...

Rapping Rabbis Getting Gunned Down

With the influx of Jewish Hip Hop artists emerging this year I can't help but wonder how long it'll be before we have a Matisyahu-Shyne rivalry rocking the Jewish music world.. more on this as the story develops......

SHALOM!!!!!

This may be the greatest jewish parody ever made.

The situations they placed the rabbis in, is just brilliant.

inter-racial profilings

It seems the Israelis weren't content with profiling the Palestinians.
They had to choose another HIGHLY DANGEROUS group to profile, THE ORTHODOX JEWS!!!!

Try to calm yourselves they aren't in the room with us, the religious can't hurt us here, this is our safety zone. As we all know the Orthodox Jews are a highly dangerous, well organized, group of terrorists that need to be shut down fast!

Anyways Dictator Sharon's minions decided that any hot spot locations in Israel should have mandatory check point and inspection spots for all persons wearing terroristic type insignias. I.E. kippa and Tzitzit.

And it doesn't help when Yaron London, the self hating anti semite, broadcasts to the world in his usual self serving manner that everyone with a kippa and a beard in a threat to the world.
THAT STATEMENT IS ONLY TRUE WITH REGARDS TO ME!!!!

If I can take a line from The Actual Rod, He is at the very least an admirer of fascism.
Why is it that any idiot with a pen can be published as long as his views are leaning to the left? What we need are some real reporters not afraid to report without bias.

Top ten reasons Why I Should be the next Pope

10. Big Hats are my forte
9. I believe in God (although, ok, not so much with the whole New testament thing)
8. I would bring major changes to the Catholic Church
7. I love balconies with a view
6. Hanging out in a bubble sounds like fun
5. After all the years I have spent shaking the Lulav on Sukkot, I think I can handle any and all Palm Sunday situations
4. I have never had an incident with an altar boy
3. Sunday morning services would now have a mandatory 10 lchaims spread out throughout the sermons.
2. I speak a fluent (pig) Latin

and the number one reason that I should be the next Pope

1. If you think blessing breakdancers is great, wait till you see what happens when I go to Vegas!

Love Hate Death

I was walking along today when I experienced something that caught me by suprise.
As I was calmly strolling down the street a couple of Dudes started heckling me because I am Jewish.
I was completely unprepared for this as this entire year I have been accepted pretty much wherever I went. It didn't take long for these brainless drains on society, these Darwin’s missing links to start towards me in a sluggish yet threatening manner.
But before they could reach me a group passing by stopped them and told them to beat it before they called 911.

As I stood there trying to understand the paradox of human nature I had just witnessed, I was hit with the realization that I had known for years, that My friends is why Rabbis should be packing.

Outraged about Terry

I know the whole Schiavo thing is last weeks news but I had to blog this great article I found:

The Unfathomable

By Shea Hecht

Terri Schiavo was sentenced to death in Florida.

As a father, I am outraged that a man has the right to kill someone else's daughter.

As a human being, I am incensed that we allowed Terri, who harmed no one, to be starved to death.

As an American, I am flabbergasted that my country, which doesn't allow cruel and unusual punishment for those who commit crimes, punished Terri in such a cruel way when she committed no crime at all.

As a religious person, I am disturbed that, Michael Schiavo, a man who did not respect his wedding vows was allowed to err on the side of death with the very woman he was being unfaithful to.

As a Rabbi, I am horrified that Michael Schiavo gets to decide that Terri's body should be cremated when her parents want a proper burial.

As a law-abiding citizen, I question why a woman who did no crime received what amounts to capital punishment. If the courts felt she deserved it, perhaps they should have done it by lethal injection. That's quicker and more humane.

As a voter, I am outraged that some politicians did not feel it was important to vote on this issue of life and death.

As a humanist, I am saddened to see all the groups that stir up a ruckus when it concerns animal rights were silent when it came to the rights of a breathing human being.

As a health conscious person, I am puzzled why Terri was not given every test and treatment available - even experimental ones - to give her a fighting chance.

As a counselor for the terminally ill and their families, I wonder how the doctors could consider killing a person who is not terminally ill or dependent on life support.

As an advocate for justice, I am dumbfounded that in a life and death situation, experts knowledgeable in this case were not questioned - including Terri's nurses.

As a former Commissioner of Human Rights, I fail to understand why there wasn't a full investigation into Michael Schiavo's actions leading up to Terri's collapse - especially the fact that he could have helped her when she originally collapsed and didn't.

As someone who seeks medical treatment, I am troubled by the fact that the medical world was silent during this medical drama.

As someone who deals with businessmen, I am at a loss to understand why the insurance company that paid out a million dollars for Terri's ‘lifetime' care is not suing Michael Schiavo for their money.

As someone who is involved in politics, I am baffled why a governor who can give clemency to criminals didn't force the doctors to put the feeding tube back in.

As someone who's concerned about our country, I worry that one judge was able to make a life and death decision, with no subsequent reopening of the original case.

As someone who regularly works with prosecutors, I believe the judges who rendered decisions in this case should be questioned and investigated for aiding and abetting murder.

Ultimately, there is no part who I am that is not disturbed that a man can kill his wife - and get away with it.

Hands of time

Another Poem From My past

Note the corny play on the sands of time cliche, I was so proud of myself when I thought up this title.

The Hands of Time

I remember him well, His strong hands holding me, His deep voice lulling me to sleep, The promise of the world in his eyes, I remember him well, But most of all I remember those hands, The Hands of my protector

I remember him well, His strong hands showing me what I failed to see before, His deep voice breaking as he told me how much it hurt him more than me, The hint of a tear in his eyes, I remember him well, But most of all I remember those hands, The hands of my discipliner


I remember him, His strong hands holding me back from what I needed to do, His deep voice yelling driving me to the brink of madness, The hurt that came crawling out of his eyes, I remember him well, But most of all I remember those hands, The hands of my jailer

I remember him well, His Strong hands weathered in the winds of times, His deep voice laughing at the witty remarks I made, His eyes reflecting knowledge years beyond my reach, I remember him well, But most of all I remember those hands, The hands of my guide.

I remember him well, His strong hand trembling as he clung to life, His deep voice raspy as he strained to speak, The tears in his eyes that had long been dried out, I remember him well, But most of all I remember those hands, The hands of my Hero.

All I

Here's a poem I wrote when I was 13. The Hopeful dreams of a boy-man, slowly changing in the stark bleakness that is reality.

ALL I

All I want is to be happy,
That’s what everyone wishes for.

All I need is to be heard,
To have my opinions listened to and considered.

All I have is my strength,
It’s the only thing that can get me through life.

All I can do is be patient,
Waiting for things to get better.

All I hope for is one moment,
Something to brighten up my future.

All I wish for is a satisfying life,
Where I can be content and comfortable.

All I ask, is the chance to be me.

Me a Blogger?

A Blog, a sure sign that I need to find more constructive things to do with my time. Am I supposed to try to sound intelligent? Am I supposed to assume that I, at 21 know more than anyone else despite age and experience?

I don't know, all I do know is that I now have a space to rant and rave about whatever, and whomever, I choose.



If you are reading this I can ascertain 2 things,

1: You need to find something better to do with your time.
and
2: Maybe there is something to this whole blogging thing after all.

Here's a slogan that I actually believe in.

If there is one thing we have too many of today its actors, so cut the shit and just be yourself.