Borat Goes Down?

boratFirst he incited rednecks into a fury by mangling our national anthem, got another group of hicks to sing along to a little ditty called “Throw the Jew Down the Well,” and now Borat’s got the entire country of Kazakstan on his ass.

Of course, bumbling Borat is only one of the alter egos of British/Jewish comedic genius Sacha Baron Cohen, aka Ali G.

From Reuters:

Cohen appears to have drawn official Kazakh ire after he hosted the annual MTV Europe Music Awards show in Lisbon earlier this month as Borat, who arrived in an Air Kazakh propeller plane controlled by a one-eyed pilot clutching a vodka bottle.

“We do not rule out that Mr. Cohen is serving someone’s political order designed to present Kazakhstan and its people in a derogatory way,” Kazakh Foreign Ministry spokesman Yerzhan Ashykbayev told a news briefing. “We reserve the right to any legal action to prevent new pranks of the kind.”

Somehow, methinks it’ll take more than legal action to stop Borat. With his own movie coming out soon, Kazahkstan should settle in for some widespread P.R. damage control, no?

Hat tip to Defamer.

‘Tis The Season To Be Cynical

reindeer menorahI must say I’m pleased with the rebellion against Christmas as the default wintertime holiday in this culture.

However, this Chrismukkah thing is sooo lame. I understand that interfaith families need support, but reindeer menorahs are just gross. And while its new kitschy, faux-Jewish-mother-voiced cookbook with recipes like Blintzen’s Blintzes and Fakakta Figgy Pudding might sound clever, it’ll only make for some damned confused kids who might grow up thinking the Maccabees defeated Jesus with some olive oil but he rose again so that the matzah didn’t have to — or somesuch bubbeminza.

And then there’s Festivus, touted as “the holiday for the rest of us” on an episode of Seinfeld in 1997 that now has at least dozens of people around the country airing their grievances and staring at undecorated poles. Of course it’s got a new book on the shelves, written by Allen Salkin with a foreword by Jerry Stiller, so thank the heavens someone’s profiting, baby!

(There’s a mildly entertaining VidLit for the book, but beware: my computer froze after tryng to load it several times.)

Snip/Tuck: Who Performs A Bris These Days?

bris toolA recent gathering of the National Organization of American Mohelim made news this week, demystifying the brit milah for the rest of the world. Somehow, though, these mostly moonlighting surgeons come off as a convention of used car salesmen rather than reps for the most sacred of Jewish rituals. But it could be the way the reporter presented them.

According to the article, all you need is an M.D. and couple of theology classes and you, too, can be a mohel. Don’t scoff; penis-snipping is a fairly lucrative side job: You can expect to earn anywhere from $300 to $700 for every foreskin.

Around the Bay Area, if you ask any parent of a Jewish son — from Orthodox to Reform to hippie Rainbow Renewal — who performed the bris, the answer will probably be Chabad rabbi Chanan Feld. Even those who have never brushed up against the shtetl vibe want him to perform the deed on their newborn sons. The guy’s the real thing — black coat, black hat and big beard — and kissed our mezuzah when he came to our house. Which was so much more reassuring to me than the female Asian doctor who also advertised her services.

I’ll probably get a lot of crap for that last statement, but when one’s hold on the tradition and understanding of the covenantof Judaism is as tenuous as mine can be sometimes, I’m going with with the haimish dude in the black hat every time.

Besides, my father, a retired surgeon, watched Rabbi Feld do “the slice” and said he’d never seen a steadier hand or a cleaner cut.

My 8-month preggers friend Heather, who knows she’s having a boy by the little winkie on the ultrasound, called me in a panic yesterday because she’s scared Rabbi Feld won’t let her husband hold the baby during the bris because he’s not Jewish. I told her not to fret; while the rabbi might be Orthodox, he’s probably encountered this kind of situation before and has a way around it. With the rates of circumcision dropping, mohelim need to keep their customers happy.

Fahrvergnugen No More

One of the most definitive chapters of my life came to an end today. Maybe it means I’m a grown-up, maybe it means I’ve sold out. You decide:

The summer I graduated from college, I shaved my head and moved into an ’85 Volkswagon camper van complete with stove, sink and fridge. Why? Because all the other post-modern feminist Jewish girls were doing it. I had read a lot of Beat authors and I knew my destiny would be found on the road, and because there was no f*n way I was going to grad school.

I remember shopping for said used vehicle with my dad, who thank G*d felt like fulfilling his fatherly duty of making sure his daughter had a decent set of wheels to live in. I knew I wanted a van, a cool van, not the weird conversion minivan with pimped out running lights and a Cheech and Chong horn he insisted I test drive. “No way, Dad. All the other homeless kids will make fun of me.”

No, the punk princess with a scalp full of stubble and vintage Ramones t-shirt had to have the VW. “Fine,” my dad sighed. “Drive around on the blood of your ancestors. You’ve already broken your mother’s heart with that haircut.” Continue reading

Neil Diamond Gets Down n’ Dirty

neil diamondSweet Caroline, is it true? Yes, Neil Diamond has a new album out and it’s completely devoid of rhinestones, sequins and anything that might inspire your mom to throw her underpants onstage.

Producer genius Rick Rubin, who once upon a time helped rocket a trio of rappin’ Jew boys to fame and fortune, has turned his less-is-more-for-old-fogies philosophy (his collaboration with Johnny Cash is considered to be one of the most brilliant works of the past decade) onto Diamond, long thought to be put out to pasture in Vegas.

The new album, 12 Songs, showcases Diamond’s talents as a songwriter without gunking it up with splashy instrumentation; the other musicians on the album sound like they’re barely there. It’s just a man with a guitar and a whole lotta soul — “Delirious Love” is destined to the classic for young couples who never even heard of “Love On The Rocks.”

I haven’t listened to the entire thing yet, but I’m calling this one of my faves — and not just because he’s Jewish. But I do have this irrisistible urge to rent The Jazz Singer this weekend…

Sarkozy: Not Good for the Jews…or the French

sarkozySo maybe you’ve heard by now that roaming bands of Muslim teenagers have set France and other parts of Europe on fire. If not, you probably shouldn’t be wasting your time here.

It sounds like a European Semite’s worst nightmare, but so far the rioting isn’t considered a “Jewish” problem.

Call it equal opportunity violence and vandalism. Isn’t that a relief?

But I did say “so far.” The reason this whole mess has gone on so long — two weeks adds up to a whole lotta fried cars — is because of political pettiness between lame-duck Jacques Chirac and Nicolas Sarkozy, the “hyper-ambitious, megalomaniacal” Interior Minister with designs on the French Presidency. Chirac chose to sit back the first four days of unrest and while Sarkozy fanned the flames by saying he was going to “clean up the scum,” referring to the torch-wielding teens of North African, sub-Saharan African and Arab descent.

According to Doug Ireland, that translation is way too kind:

“Karcher” is the well-known brand name of a system of cleaning surfaces by super-high-pressure sand-blasting or water-blasting that very violently peals away the outer skin of encrusted dirt — like pigeon-shit — even at the risk of damaging what’s underneath. To apply this term to young human beings and proffer it as a strategy is a verbally fascist insult and, as a policy proposed by an Interior Minister, is about as close as one can get to hollering “ethnic cleansing” without actually saying so.

Ouch, Sarko. So while only a couple of synagogues have been slightly damaged during France’s “national problem”, the winds could turn quickly if someone within the disorganization decides to hone in on the fact that Sarkozy is Jewish.

Do I sound paranoid? More and more everyday…