Come On Baby Show Some Orange!!

I would like to post this. Not really sure who's lookin. But the information is here. It's never too late to show some support. or even share your anger!!

THURSDAY, SEPTEMBER 15

DAG HAMMERSKJOLD PLAZA – 47TH ST. & 2ND AVE.

11 AM – 2 PM
ARIEL SHARON WILL BE SPEAKING BEFORE THE GENERAL ASSEMBLY OF THE UNITED NATIONS
BE THERE TO
DEMONSTRATE AGAINST PM SHARON,
THE CREATOR & PERPETRATOR OF THE GUSH KATIF/
N. SHOMRON EXPULSION PLAN which has created 10,000 Jewish refugees, now homeless in Israel.

We are pleased to announce that Chaya Belogorodsky (14 years old) and her father, Moshe, will be principal speakers at the demonstration. Chaya was arrested in Kfar Darom/Gush Katif/Gaza during a demonstration against the expulsion. Her “crime” was that she spoke back to a soldier. She was kept in prison for 50 days, along with other teenagers, jailed for “crimes” of civil disobedience. Chaya and her father have come to America to raise awareness about civil rights abuses occurring in Israel TODAY, and to raise funds for HONENU, an organization that provides political prisoners with legal help.



Additional scheduled speakers include: Helen Freedman/Americans For a Safe Israel; Dov Hikind/ Brooklyn Assemblyman; Susan Rosenbluth/Jewish Voice & Opinion; Shmuel Sackett/ Manhigut Yehudit; Chabad Reps.

CALL AFSI: 212-828-2424 FOR FURTHER INFORMATION.

and you can read more about Chaya Belogorodsky here

Apology from a tree hugging hippie who showers and irons her hair.

I haven’t been much for an updated blog lately. I feel like there isn’t much to write about that wouldn’t depress anyone. There’s so much chaos in the world right now. People are dealing with so much tragedy, disaster and sickness right now. It’s hard to really focus on anything much right now.

Plus, the few comments I’ve gotten lately were from spammers anyway..

So here’s something I wanted to think a about out loud.
This past shabbos I learned how much I have grown, this past summer alone. I’m doing well. I feel good. I know good people, I’ve seen some of the most amazing things my eyes could have ever captured and I do good things. I am “good people” I’m aware of who I am. What I’ve done in the past and where I stand on a lot of issues. Things I didn’t even know, I didn’t know. I feel like, if it’s possible at all I know right from wrong.

I did all this hanging out with new people. Not per say that all of them are on such a high madragah, I’m not putting anyone on a pedestal. I can just acknowledge the things they have taught me regardless of weather they wanted to or not. I will say. When someone is doing something you don’t respect, think of it this way.. why does that bother me? What about me is it, that makes this so uncomfortable…? this past weekend; I didn’t do that. I should have. I just judged. I shouldn’t have and I realize that now. So to a name in the obis, a person whom will never be reading this.. I am sorry. You are unaware I had judged you. I had no right. it was wrong of me.

Sponge Bob Hemp Pants?!

As inappropriate as it may be, This is just way too funny!!