Hasidic Jews Emerging from Sewers
Hello, welcome to the famed Weekend Gene Pool, which has just won the coveted Weekend Gene Pool Award, awarded yearly to the newsletter with the most awards. As always, we promise to entertain you, in response to your filling us up with personal anecdotes.
Today, we seek examples of things you have seen or experienced, but never expected to see or experience. We came up with this idea after reading the story, a couple of weeks ago, about orthodox Jews in New York City who apparently dug a tunnel under the city, apparently between a synagogue and a place where Jewish ladies get naked and bathe in a ritual, and I swear I am not making this up. This is entirely true, apparently. They emerged from the sewers, Riots apparently followed. Here is a story about it. I cannot vouch for its validity.
So, send us what have you seen, personally, as a human, that is as weird as this. Please do not send crap like “I was there on 9/11 when maniacs flew planes…. “ we mean really weird shit.
Here is my favorite true story, from Tom the Butcher:
I was walking out to breakfast early-ish on a Sunday morning in downtown Cincinnati, and the streets were almost empty. A guy comes riding down the street on a bicycle, looping around like a kid from side to side of the empty street, and then wipes out right in front of me - he leaned too far over. He immediately gets up and I ask if he’s ok, and he says “I’m fine, thanks” and gets back on and rides away, and I say, “If this wasn’t Cincinnati and I didn’t know better I’d say that was Bob Dylan.” When I got home I looked in yesterday’s paper and saw an ad for this:
https://www.setlist.fm/setlist/bob-dylan/1981/cincinnati-music-hall-cincinnati-oh-63d75ef3.html
So, yeah. True stories only.
Send them here. Send them now. Send them quick.
This is where you send them. Don’t screw this up:
Since The Butcher has topped all the stars on bicycles stories, I'll just add a postscript, I was almost run down by a shaggy-haired homeless-looking man on a bike on [fancy] Las Olas Blvd. in Ft. Lauderdale just after I'd moved there around 1996. I dodged out of the way and thought, "Damn if that hobo doesn't look like Nick Nolte!" Went into my hair salon, mentioned how our bums looked like movie stars, and my hairdresser said, "Oh, that' IS Nick Nolte. He lives here."
About those young Hasidic extremists doing a reverse "Great Escape..." Almost as shocking (but not quite...) --- sharing their tunnel vision in their own way --- was a whole host of other extremists online spewing age old anti-semitic conspiracy theories, including the granddaddy of them all from the Middle Ages, the blood libel conspiracy theory. Well, at least the mouth breathers couldn't rant (much) about shifty-eyed "Peeping Pinchases." That female "mikveh" the tunnel reportedly connected to, turned out to be a long-closed male ritual bath. Strange times.