#jewishish

[outstandingfabulousphenomenal]

Have to say I feel a strange kinship with george santos

[seepunkrun]

Star Trek Fic: New Year Market

New Year Market

Author: Punk Fandom: Star Trek: Alternate Original Series Pairings: Kirk/Spock, Kirk & McCoy & Spock Rating: Teen, for swears Content notes: No standard notes apply.

Size: 3,600 words

Tags: Shore Leave, Alien Markets, Incense, You Gotta Feed Bones or He Gets Hangry, Triumvirate, Friendship, New Relationships, New Year Celebrations, Lucky Dumplings, Jewishish Spock, Rock Gardens

Summary: If Leonard doesn't get some lucky dumplings in the next ten minutes there's going to be hell to pay.

[baking-bisexual-bitch]

My bf (ex-catholic religious trauma) won’t let me (jewishish raised secular) fill our house with images of jesus christ (ironically), I am the most persecuted person on this planet, and I would liken this to a crucifixion of the highest degree

[queerspacepunk]

had an awesome shavuot (s/o to @denzelle for the coolest shavuot reading ever) and our rabbi got in touch yesterday to say she wants to work more actively on my conversion with skype study sessions and that i could possibly be going in front of the beit din in AUGUST?????

i’m not getting my hopes up bc whenever that happens will be a good time for it to happen and i’m doing all i can to enjoy the process but yeah heads up there might be a lot more jewish shit and conversion talk on here over the next lil while

[indymamadesigns]

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[yardsards]

baptists (and similar evangelical branches) are one of the most Fucked Up branches of christianity in my personal experience

like.

they're all like "it's all about what's in your HEART and if you love jesus. we don't care very much about performing rituals and we don't judge your actions as much because good actions will follow good faith"

and they sound so laid back and loving at first. but really it ends up like "we will judge you EXTRA HARD for Thought Crimes. also we will excuse our congregation's shitty behaviours because clearly everyone here loves jesus so they can't do anything wrong"

like at least folks like catholics are blatant with the whole fire n brimstone schtick

[tototavros]

i swear bonfire of the vanities could use its own dictionary in an appendix

[schemantics]

"Setting The Revelation Straight #2"

I don't know if "Jewishish" is a word, but for the sake of religious clarification and divine comedy, it needs to be.

Image: http://schemantics.com/files/setting_the_revelation_straight_2.jpg

Page: http://schemantics.com/comics/1509

Schemantics: A Webcomic Of Intelligent Weirdness

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[karenjill-blog1]

Rosh Hashana 2022

Good morning, and Happy New Year to all my Jewish friends! This morning as I got up I thought about what would typically happen as a kid on the morning of Rosh Hashana. My mother would yell at us to get out of bed and get ready for temple. The dreaded temple. Ugh. It was torturous. My brothers would begrudgingly put their suits on. Oy, the kvetching from those boys. You could have poked David in the eye with less struggle. My mother took me shopping every year for this, and I could almost never find anything I liked. Nothing fit right. Now remember, this was the ‘80’s and there was no stretch in anything. Skirts had buttons and zippers. That was awfully tough for a short curvy girl. Everything was tight. We would hit every department store in the greater Syracuse area just to find something. I did appreciate my mom for trying so hard. I would eventually settle on something mediocre just to end the search. What a pain in the ass that was. I loved seeing my parents dressed up. My father looked so handsome in his suit, worlds away from the faded green mechanic’s clothes he wore to work every day. My mother looked very pretty and put together with heels, and makeup, and jewelry. It was nice. We all put on our dress coats and climbed into the station wagon, no seatbelts of course. Danny was little, so he sat in the middle of the backseat on the hump. Haha! He hated it! Poor kid. He got the shaft for everything being the youngest. His bedroom was the smallest, and it was a sewing room for the previous owners of the house. The room had a door that sort of folded, but not exactly an accordion door. It had slats in it like a shutter. It was impossible to have privacy, and even more impossible to slam shut, which he found extremely disappointing. One year for his birthday he asked for a real door. He got it! Omg that was funny. Meanwhile, when we got to temple we hung our coats in the coat room. Sometimes it was so packed that we had to double up on hangers. That was when it still got cold in September. Fast forward to today. I’m 51 now. That house has been sold, and my sweet father has left this earth. Not one of us will go to temple today. Our kids are Jewishish, and I’m fine with that. I wouldn’t subject my daughter to the horrors of Hebrew School for any amount of money. Things are just different. I always thought I would have what my parents had. They walked into Temple holding hands, their three children pretending to behave walking behind them. (Nobody wanted to face the wrath of Joyce in public. Ooo, no.) All was exactly as it should have been. I’m thankful for those memories. I’m thankful for that foundation. This year will be the first time I will not see anyone in my family. I am not going to Temple, but I will reflect on the past year as I always do on this day. I will do it in front of my stove with comfortable clothes on, definitely no bra, and no shoes, as I make some very not Jewish Sunday Sauce with meatballs, pork, and Italian sausage. God will forgive me, I think. I mean, who doesn’t love and appreciate delicious sauce? Granted, it’s not my mother’s amazing brisket, but here we are. I’m home with my daughter, basset hounds on my lap. This is me, this is my family, and this is how we are doing it. Shana Tova, everyone! Good health and happiness to you all, no matter what your flavor! ❤️

[queerspacepunk]

obviously there is a need to be cautious with this (see: the issues with ‘wrestling with g-d’ and ‘getting in a fistfight with g-d in a denny’s parking lot’) but i think there is some value to “irreverent” takes or translations of our prayers and blessings and beliefs.

i think it’s about connection. Obviously the original hebrew is incredible and valuable and beautiful, but it’s not a language i really speak or understand well at this stage, and rephrasing things not just in english but the vernacular i use and connect to is really powerful bc it makes g-d feel close.

i remember reading a really sweet but slightly funny translation of ‘eloheinu melach ha’olam’ as ‘ruler of all space-time’ and a friend and i riffing off of that and somehow ending up with ‘big bitch (honorific) of the whole wide world’ and i know that probably sounds terrible, but the closeness and connection i felt at that was amazing.

and yeah, again, we have to be careful of consequences and how it’s perceived from the outside, but if I can draw on the raw power of the phrase “g-d decided to let me live another day and i’m about to make it everyone’s problem” when I’m saying morning blessings and preparing myself for a day of Educating Cishets (which tbh isn’t that far off, translation-wise, when you think about it), then i think maybe we’re on to something.

[indymamadesigns]

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[cosmicswansong]

hi were a DID system named lewis

23, white, jewishish, disabled

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[smarmykemetic]

Wenut-problem nonny here. I've been having rabbit symbols popping up for months, but not in fertility aspects so much as 'be cunning and full of tricks' contexts. Last night I found out about The Swift One and it felt like a hammer to the back of the skull. I am not Kemetic (and have been wary of even reaching out because I'm Jewishish), so I have no idea how to 'introduce myself' properly. What do?

introducing yourself to kemetic deities is usually pretty standard; set up an icon (a printed out photo or the picture you want on your laptop screen works), set out food and water, invite the netjer to eat, see what they have to say. i’d recommend bringing divinatory tools like pendulums or tarot cards if you’re not real experienced.

that said, i’d keep an open mind about who the deity is. it’s possible it’s someone else altogether! mix-ups are pretty common around these parts.

any kemetics who work with Wenut have advice for anon??

[ambrosial-sunshine]

Having been a jewishish person at a catholic school it’s insane how much people assume you know about christianity. We had required religion classes one of which was taught by the school priest. In the first few weeks of class I don’t think he mentioned Jesus or the disciples once. Plenty of talk about Pope JohnPaul II but very little actual Jesus. But then on the test for that section there was a question like “would Jesus want the disciples to forgive?” And I know the answer, most people do. But I sat there and realized we had never heard a goddamn word about the disciples and now it was in the test. In theory I could have not even have known what a disciple was, let alone what their stance on forgiveness would be. So I marched my ass up to this bastard’s desk and said I dont know the answer, we never learned about this. And he looked at me like I had ten heads. How could I not know about Jesus?

This particular incident didn’t really go anywhere but needless to say I was a pedantic pain in the ass throughout the semester. Because this guy was wrong about basically anything he mentioned outside of his Catholicism bubble from what size dress a super model wears (6, not 00) to what Islam says about modesty.

the thing folks living in Christian dominant cultures gotta realize is that even if you’re not Christian, your basic understanding of religion and spirituality and morality is still being filtered through a Christian lens. your very concept of what religion is and does is filtered through that lens.

[xl0tusflyy]

Reasons to date me

. cute irish jewishish girl

. phenomenon in bed

. super loyal and romantic

. best youll ever get if i give it to you

[tzofimlclj-blog]

How Much Yiddish do Modern Jews Know?

We (Maren and Eliza) got this on the quiz:

How Much Yiddish Do You Know?

You got 4 out of 11 right!!

Oy gevalt. You know bubkes about Yiddish! Gornisht!