Becoming a professional Etsy seller…quilts, scarves, travel accessories, bags and more…we’ll see!
Becoming a professional Etsy seller…quilts, scarves, travel accessories, bags and more…we’ll see!
So this is a private post (mostly because my more public post needs to have careful wording) but I didn’t get the job I applied for on Long Island. I’m not really (that) bummed…I didn’t want a desk job, it would have just been slightly more comfortable with guaranteed income and a lot of free time to work on my M.A. Fortunately, I needed this trip back to Long Island anyway (other than the fun stuff like seeing friends and family, I also have the practical need of putting stuff in my parents attic for storage, seeing as they’re going to be living in their house for at least another ten to fifteen years).
As I told them when I first said I was coming back for a bit, if I don’t have viable work come November, my backpack goes on. As I told my father this evening, I have a backpack and a tent…I’m never homeless…
So…we’ll see where this adventure takes me…Long Island? New York City? Buffalo? Back to Israel in November (tour guide course?), Colorado? Australia? Alaska? We’ll see!!
So this is a private post (mostly because my more public post needs to have careful wording) but I didn’t get the job I applied for on Long Island. I’m not really (that) bummed…I didn’t want a desk job, it would have just been slightly more comfortable with guaranteed income and a lot of free time to work on my M.A. Fortunately, I needed this trip back to Long Island anyway (other than the fun stuff like seeing friends and family, I also have the practical need of putting stuff in my parents attic for storage, seeing as they’re going to be living in their house for at least another ten to fifteen years).
As I told them when I first said I was coming back for a bit, if I don’t have viable work come November, my backpack goes on. As I told my father this evening, I have a backpack and a tent…I’m never homeless…
So…we’ll see where this adventure takes me…Long Island? New York City? Buffalo? Back to Israel in November (tour guide course?), Colorado? Australia? Alaska? We’ll see!!
Tonight marks Holocaust Remembrance in Israel and in the global Jewish community. Tonight in Israel and throughout the diaspora candles will be lit and prayers will be said for all those who have had their souls rise to the heavens on plumes of black smoke.
I am the grandson and great-grandson of holocaust survivors, Warsaw ghetto uprisers, and Partisans. I am also the grandson and great-grandson of holocaust victims. As a Jewish gay man, I recite the prayers not only for my family, but for the murdered gay men who left behind no children and no family to pray for them…whose names, too often, go unremembered and unmentioned throughout the continually and rapidly turning pages of history.
יזכור…
…Yizkor…
…remembrance.
Tonight marks Holocaust Remembrance in Israel and in the global Jewish community. Tonight in Israel and throughout the diaspora candles will be lit and prayers will be said for all those who have had their souls rise to the heavens on plumes of black smoke.
I am the grandson and great-grandson of holocaust survivors, Warsaw ghetto uprisers, and Partisans. I am also the grandson and great-grandson of holocaust victims. As a Jewish gay man, I recite the prayers not only for my family, but for the murdered gay men who left behind no children and no family to pray for them…whose names, too often, go unremembered and unmentioned throughout the continually and rapidly turning pages of history.
יזכור…
…Yizkor…
…remembrance.
So, in Hebrew, כוסית which is pronounced (not-even-remotely-written-using-IPA-standards) as kus-iyt is really raw slang for a sexy girl (we’ll come back to this).
כוס (kus) is colloquial Arabic for vagina. Spelled the same way in Hebrew as כוס but pronounced differently (as kos) means cup in Hebrew. I’ve heard tell that there’s a language-contact thing going on based upon the shape of the female anatomy…but this is not a high-level linguistics post, and I’d have to check up on it. Basically, the word is entirely offensive and it totally objectifies women – full stop.
ית (-iyt) in Hebrew functions as a diminutive, but for our intents and purposes we’ll now come back to כוסית and translate it as vagina-y instead of as a tiny vagina (because it’s a more accurate translation). כוסיות is the plural form (kus-y-owt)
That being said, I was sitting on the bus heading to the Open University in Ranana a couple of months ago and the bus driver and two elderly friends of his who were riding his line (each between the ages of 60-80) were talking with each other…I’ve taken the liberty of translating part of their conversation:
Guy 1: She’s Vagina-y!!!!
Driver: Really? Like Vagina-y Vagina-Y?
Guy 1: VAGINA-Y!!!!
Guy 2: I know a place where there’s lots of Vagina-Y Vaginas!!!!
Driver: VAGINA-Ys!!!!!!
Guy 2: VAGINA-Ys!!!!!
Guy 1: VAGINA-Ys!!!!!!
Guy 2: I need someone who’s Vagina-y!!!
Guy 1: VAGINA-Y!!!
I could also get into intonation and tone, but this isn’t my computer and it doesn’t have an IPA pallet and it’s 23:00…and I may be saving those details for a later linguistics paper…so you’ll all have to be troopers and do without.
Suffice it to say, it was the longest hour and forty-five minutes of public transportation in recent memory and is one more reason to do distance education and telecommute!
So, in Hebrew, כוסית which is pronounced (not-even-remotely-written-using-IPA-standards) as kus-iyt is really raw slang for a sexy girl (we’ll come back to this).
כוס (kus) is colloquial Arabic for vagina. Spelled the same way in Hebrew as כוס but pronounced differently (as kos) means cup in Hebrew. I’ve heard tell that there’s a language-contact thing going on based upon the shape of the female anatomy…but this is not a high-level linguistics post, and I’d have to check up on it. Basically, the word is entirely offensive and it totally objectifies women – full stop.
ית (-iyt) in Hebrew functions as a diminutive, but for our intents and purposes we’ll now come back to כוסית and translate it as vagina-y instead of as a tiny vagina (because it’s a more accurate translation). כוסיות is the plural form (kus-y-owt)
That being said, I was sitting on the bus heading to the Open University in Ranana a couple of months ago and the bus driver and two elderly friends of his who were riding his line (each between the ages of 60-80) were talking with each other…I’ve taken the liberty of translating part of their conversation:
Guy 1: She’s Vagina-y!!!!
Driver: Really? Like Vagina-y Vagina-Y?
Guy 1: VAGINA-Y!!!!
Guy 2: I know a place where there’s lots of Vagina-Y Vaginas!!!!
Driver: VAGINA-Ys!!!!!!
Guy 2: VAGINA-Ys!!!!!
Guy 1: VAGINA-Ys!!!!!!
Guy 2: I need someone who’s Vagina-y!!!
Guy 1: VAGINA-Y!!!
I could also get into intonation and tone, but this isn’t my computer and it doesn’t have an IPA pallet and it’s 23:00…and I may be saving those details for a later linguistics paper…so you’ll all have to be troopers and do without.
Suffice it to say, it was the longest hour and forty-five minutes of public transportation in recent memory and is one more reason to do distance education and telecommute!
I was scheduled to be the Foreign Relations NCO on duty until noon today and my options were to get there at 22:00 the night before and actually get some sleep or wake up at 05:00 this morning and fumble my way to the Central Bus Station, bleary eyed, and attempt to pretend to maybe think about being productive. I choose the 22:00 option, and made my way to base last night. This turned out to be a fantastic idea, since it let me catch up on paperwork that night, sleep well, and then finish some missions this morning).
At the bus station the night before, a couple ran into me and as most tourists do when seeing my foreign relations name tag (bright white, with my name and rank in English), asked me for some help getting oriented. In this case, they needed internet access so they could see if they got a response from Couch Surfing .
Unfortunately for them, they were in Jerusalem just as Shabbat was letting out which meant that everything was closed (and would remain that way for a couple of hours). Fortunately, after I sent them on their way to the bathroom, with general directions of where they could find an internet cafe, I remembered that I had my laptop in my bag (give me a break, I had just gotten up from a nap) and I found them in front of the bathrooms and let them use my laptop, gave them some hints about Jerusalem, what hostel and sites I recommend and left them to their fate as travelers.
Anyway, short story long, they’re an interesting couple and fellow travelers so I recommend their blogs to you for your reading pleasure (and I’ve added it to my blog roll for your future and continued enjoyment):
This morning I managed to clear as many missions as one can possibly do with more than 90% of the country on vacation (the second holiday of Passover, Easter, spring break, etc. all happening at the same time) and so I made my way back to Jerusalem.
Having arrived in the Early afternoon I decided to make my way to the Old City of Jerusalem (after changing out of my uniform at the Soldiers House) and made my way through the Arab Market…
Arab Market, Old City of Jerusalem, Easter Afternoon
To the Church of the Holy Sepulcher
Light pouring into the Holy Sepulcher, Easter Afternoon, 2011
To see what was going on for Easter. The bells were ringing and the energy was palpable.
The Church of the Holy Sepulcher, Easter Afternoon, 2011
While there I took the time to light a bunch of candles for all of my Christian friends (mine’s the big bushel of candles in the center)
Candles Lit at the Church of the Holy Sepulcher, Easter 2011
Afterward, I made my way to a rooftop that I know which is situated at the crossroads of all the quarters…it’s literally where all of the quarters meet in the Old City.
Rooftop View of Jerusalem, Easter 2011
As I was making my way to the stairs, a man approached me and started asking me for directions to the Dome of the Rock (which you can see in the background of the above picture) in English (…so I suppose I don’t have to be in uniform to be spotted as a guide…). He was in Jerusalem with his wife for Easter so I took the ten minute detour and walked them to where they could get to the entrance and then made my way back home.
In all, a productive day, a beautiful day, and one that gives me just another taste of what I have to look forward to when I’m once again a civilian.
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