Lost and Found

Saturday, March 23, 2024

Are you happy yet? It seems that if you are in Finland the answer is "I'm still happy." 

https://worldhappiness.report/ed/2024/happiness-and-age-summary/

Cold weather is a happiness incubator according to this survey, placing Finland, Denmark, Norway, Sweden and Iceland in the top 10. Uncle Sam has taken a tumble to 23rd place, although my ossified generation is apparently much more content than youth busy seeking the next trend to follow mindlessly.

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I am reading “None Is Too Many: Canada and the Jews of Europe 1933-1948.” The title comes from a reputed quote by a Canadian official regarding changes in immigration policy in light of Hitler’s increasing oppression of the Jews in the 1930s. The book argues convincingly that Canada did even less than other Western countries in ignoring the shameful plight of European Jews. Or were they just incipient genocidal colonialist racists?

Sunday, March 24, 2024

Last week, I cited some six-figure local parking spaces. By contrast, this weekend's real estate section looks at properties in Los Angeles. One location is faulted because "there was barely room outside for three vehicles," while another is credited with "parking for three cars."

https://www.nytimes.com/interactive/2024/03/21/realestate/21hunt-zero.html?smid=nytcore-ios-share&referringSource=articleShare

Note that the source story involves a young couple with a 3-1/2 year old child, but that's Los Angeles. When I was in exile there, I noted that standard equipment for newlyweds was two cars, a motorcycle and a recreational vehicle. Reserving a spot for junior when he gets his learner's permit in 12 years seems prudent.

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Last week, we also looked at people staying in their residence for the long haul. Of course, wear and tear will have to be addressed as well as boredom with your surroundings, especially the longer one stays put. In that case, it's interesting to compare home improvement costs. 

https://www.frontdoor.com/blog/the-most-and-least-expensive-u.s.-cities-for-home-remodeling

The Chicago and New York metropolitan areas take eight of the top 10 most expensive slots, with San Francisco and San Jose rounding out the group. By contrast, the Sun Belt, with non-union labor and milder temperatures allowing work to continue throughout the year, is the cheapest location for home improvement, Texas and Florida holding three slots each.  

Monday, March 25, 2024

In 1996, I collected over $11,000 from an account that I never knew existed. Every state has a missing financial property office and, while some folks search on their own behalf, professionals troll through the data looking to connect with the unknowing (like me). 

I just looked at missingmoney.com, which covers the entire country. I came up empty, but found a handful of small accounts that belong to a deceased relative. Look for yourself. More interesting was the sheer number of Gotthelfs who seem to have lost track of their finances. There are 232 entries under that last name, involving about 90 different people. Who are these people?

Tuesday, March 26, 2024

For years I have raved about deep-fried gefilte fish, a variant on an emblematic Eastern European Jewish dish roughly akin to quenelles on a French menu. Can anyone explain why a fish dish came to be associated with a predominantly landlocked people?

In any case, I first enjoyed deep-fried gefilte fish at Aunt Judi’s bountiful table and credited her with its creation. She corrected me and directed me to Dovid’s Fresh Fish Market, 736 Chestnut Avenue, Englewood as the source. Now, Cindy Wilkinson McMullen, a latter day Scarlett O’Hara, has another reference, a recipe published in 2018 that seems to be exactly right.   https://www.lucywaverman.com/recipes/2018/7/26/fried-gefilte-fish

I’ll come over after you have tried it a few times.

Wednesday, March 27, 2024

There were six of us at lunch today at Green Garden Village, 216 Grand Street, a shlumpy-looking place that produces some very good food. We had Fried Crispy Oysters ($21), Garlic Aromatic Crispy Chicken ($17), Singapore Rice Noodle ($14), Rack of Lamb (six lamb chops) ($28), Sauteed Beef with Scallion ($17) and all are worth your attention.

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If you can’t move to Finland, you might consider these “best” places to reside closer to home.  https://www.niche.com/places-to-live/search/best-places-to-live/

Best is determined by rating public schools, nightlife, crime and diversity among other components in a community. It’s a varied collection of locations all across the country, neighborhoods mainly, not large urban areas. I happen to know one family living just outside Colonial Village, Arlington, Virginia, the #1 location. They have been there about two decades, raised three great children. What more do you want? 

Thursday, March 28, 2024

“A Republican state representative in Michigan, Rep. Matt Maddock, claimed on social media on Wednesday night that he had photo evidence of ‘illegal invaders’ arriving at Detroit Metro Airport.”

https://www.cnn.com/2024/03/28/politics/fact-check-matt-maddock-invaders-gonzaga-madness-detroit?cid=ios_app

Wow! Thank you, Representative Maddox to alerting the public to the dangerous invasion of the Gonzaga University basketball team on the way to their NCAA Tournament game.

Friday, March 29, 2024

I went gift shopping at Philip Williams Posters, 127 Chambers Street, a/k/a Poster Museum because of its enormous inventory of posters of every category, travel, art, political, entertainment, commercial. The store is an entire city block deep with lots of tables piled with material. 

 

Fortunately, the inventory is computerized, able to indicate availability, although not necessarily location in the cavernous space. Of course, what I sought was unavailable, even though not particularly esoteric. Excuse me for being coy, because it is intended as a surprise house warming gift. 

The store is worth a visit, if only to browse if not to shop. If you’re a tourist, it’s only a few blocks north of the 9/11 site and 3/4 mile from Chinatown.

 

Alan the Art Critic

I published the following on April 5, 2013 when I was working downtown in New York State Supreme Court. I am republishing it today upon the announcement of the death of Richard Serra, the sculptor, on March 26, 2024.

For a time way back when, as happened to many young people beginning to think about the world around them and the meaning of life, I was attracted to the idea of transcendent beauty and truth. It is so much easier, after all, to believe in the Big Thing out there in order to give shape to a possibly meaningless blob that is the world and your life. Even today, I resort to ideal typing (as opposed to touch typing) on occasion in searching for the perfect Singapore chow fun. However, as I looked at on-going construction activity near the courthouse for the last few years, I was reminded of how fragile the concept of beauty is and how context animates content in art. 

Manhattan’s street grid pattern, the right angle intersections of streets and avenues, was introduced just over 200 years ago, in 1811. It was not applied consistently from top to bottom on Manhattan Island, because settlement began another 200 years earlier with the Dutch and, by 1811, streets had already evolved from cow paths and foot paths. People and places were first almost entirely concentrated in lower Manhattan, the area now home to young people who, if not Chinese, seem to own only black clothing. So, lower Manhattan has oddly-angled intersections, bending streets and a topographic randomness that may even frustrate a native New Yorker. The best illustration of this may be the intersection in Greenwich Village of West 4th Street with West 10th, 11th, 12th and 13th Streets; see Google maps if skeptical.  

This is background to understand the roughly trapezoidal space opposite the courthouse at 60 Centre Street, bordered by Lafayette Street on the east and Worth Street on the north, which has been under construction for more than two years. This is federal property, because it is nestled in space abutting 26 Federal Plaza, a/k/a the Jacob J. Javits Federal Building. What intrigues me about 26 Federal Plaza, which should bear the street address 300 Broadway but doesn’t, is that there is no #1 Federal Plaza or 16 Federal Plaza or 33 Federal Plaza anywhere in New York City. What’s up with that? Why 26?  This 42-story building notably houses the US Citizenship and Immigration Services, better known as INS, which daily generates long lines on the sidewalk of folks who aspire to dwell legally in Brooklyn or other American garden spots. 

The open space itself is known as Federal Plaza and was the site of a major aesthetic controversy in the early 1980s. As part of the federal government’s Art-in-Architecture program, the General Services Administration (GSA) installed a work of sculptor Richard Serra’s entitled Tilting Arc in 1981. It was a 120-foot long, 12-foot high, 2-inch thick, gently-curved piece of rusting steel, leaning over a bit. It divided the plaza roughly in half, forcing pedestrians to walk around it, instead of cutting across the space. Except for a fountain that may have never spouted, the area was otherwise featureless, without any seating for the many office workers in the vicinity. The negative reaction to the piece was immediate, first expressed by a federal judge, but then lowered to a sustained grumble for a few years. In 1985, however, the GSA’s regional administrator, who disliked the piece, held a hearing on its suitability before a four-person panel, whom he appointed and which he chaired. While 122 people spoke for leaving the piece in place and 58 against, the panel recommended removal 4 to 1. Serra insisted that the piece was site specific and that removing it was to destroy it, a possibly illegal act. 

While I admit that my appreciation of art is limited, usually focused on Hirschfeld drawings and calendar illustrations, I was curious about this controversy. At the time, I lived on East 46th Street and worked nearby in midtown. I usually had no business downtown, and, when I went to Chinatown, I approached it from subway stops along Canal Street, a quarter of a mile or so above Federal Plaza. So, I made a trip to see Tilting Arc one afternoon in 1980-something and quickly aligned with the Philistines. The piece was oppressive, casting a big shadow, forcing a detour for many walkers, and a deterrent to any other use of the space. It was 25 years before I went to work across the street, but I’m sure that I would have loathed confronting Tilting Arc on a daily basis. It was finally removed in 1989 and several temporary designs replaced it until 1997, when a series of bright-green, painted benches curling around six large earthen mounds covered with small bushes were installed. The gracefulness of the design could only be appreciated from a high floor of an adjacent building, but the benches were popular especially at lunchtime. However, a total renovation of the space commenced in late 2010, partially to address water seepage into the underground garage beneath. I passed the construction site almost daily for the next few years.

Which takes us back to 1998 and the two-week trip to Spain that I took in the delightful company of America’s Favorite Epidemiologist. Neither of us had been there before, so we planned two weeks in October covering much of the country. We flew into Barcelona, flew next to Seville, took the high-speed train to Cordoba, then back on the high-speed train to Madrid, spending a couple of nights in each city. We rented a car in Madrid (there’s a wonderful story illustrating my stubbornness associated with that car rental which I only tell after drinking a bit too much) and drove 4 hours due north to Bilbao solely to see the relatively-new Guggenheim Museum. It was a wonderful experience. The Frank Gehry-designed building was thrilling. We walked from our hotel in the center of Bilbao and, by great good luck, we approached the museum around a curve on a narrow street so that the building loomed into view as if it were a sailing ship propelled by a gentle breeze. 

We spent hours at the museum, inside and outside, trying to take in every available angle. By chance, there was a major exhibit from China including genuine Xian warriors, whom we would visit on their home turf a decade later. The museum has an enormous room devoted to a permanent display of Richard Serra’s work, including a 340-foot long piece of tall rusting steel entitled Snake, not very different from Tilting Arc. I loved it; it was exciting; it was inspiring; dare I say beautiful. Serra hadn’t changed; I hadn’t changed. The setting changed. Serra’s work was always art, but, given his devotion to site-specific works, this time everything fit. Transcendent value emerged from the marriage, as it were, of work and site. Beauty required both. 

So why am I telling you all this? The other day, without fanfare, Federal Plaza was re-opened and I walked around and through it on the way back from lunch. A photographer sitting there told me that the formal opening will be on Earth Day, April 22nd. Water will be spritzing from embedded fountainheads, she said, and two-foot high cylinders meant for seating would be lit from inside at night, although they give the appearance of solid marble or granite. As it stands, the new space is fair-feh.  It also seems to be more of an art installation than a people space, because there is very limited seating, as you can see for yourself, and little shade.  

Once the water is flowing, most people (except those young and in love) will back away, and, at night, that whole area is pretty deserted. Thousands of us federal, state and municipal workers will be gone by 5 PM before the lights go on and without having had the benefit of nice outdoor benches to sit on during our lunch hour. Also disappointing is the explanation that my photographer friend gave me for that round, tall shiny-looking structure just inside the Worth Street edge of the space. It is not a kiosk to sell coffee and cookies and stuff, as one might easily imagine, but rather a pumping mechanism for the fountain.  While it looks shiny from back here, it actually is covered in plexiglass which looks real cheap up close.   

 

The Serra dispute led to passage of the Visual Artists Rights Act of 1990, the first federal copyright legislation to grant protection to an artist’s moral rights. Under limited conditions, an artist may insist on proper attribution, impose restrictions on modification, or sue the owner of the physical work for destruction or mutilation. Tilted Arc remains in storage.

   

Food For Thought

Sunday, March 17, 2024 

If you are thinking of moving to the Holy Land, and I would encourage all cool and groovy people to do so, I have one piece of advice for you, sell your car. You have seen that our rents are sky high and residential purchases often start at seven figures. That’s balanced by the wealth of opportunities the city offers, including (probably) the most comprehensive mass transit system in the world. Movement within the four boroughs (Staten Island belongs to Kansas) is usually fast and cheap by bus or subway running 24 hours a day unlike many other major transit systems.

Traffic conditions argue for leaving your car at home even before congestion pricing is introduced, as now planned. Aye, there’s the rub. Assuming that you are averse to the blood sport of street parking, you have to pay for parking. Twice in this weekend’s real estate section available parking spots are mentioned, $154,000 near Columbia University and $150,000 a few blocks south of Grand Central Terminal. Plus a monthly support fee. A subway ride with a free transfer to or from a bus costs $2.90, half if you are anywhere as old as I am. You don’t need a pencil to figure it out.

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Mother Ruth Gotthelf lived in her last home 57 years. Her own longevity facilitated this, longer than most, but not inconsistent with the behavior of many Americans. 

https://www.thisoldhouse.com/studies/cities-with-the-deepest-roots

This report finds many locations where homeowners remain for 24 years or more. From my experience, I was not surprised that the state of New York was second in sitzfleisch, but Hawaii first does not comport with other vacationing spots, Arizona, Nevada and Florida, having short tenures.

Monday, March 18, 2024

Gentleman Jerry and I went to All’Antico Vinaio, 729 Eighth Avenue, a sandwich shop that originated in Florence, Italy in 1991. This branch is a hole in the wall, somehow crowding in 12 stools against three small ledges for seating.

A dozen sandwiches are offered, that’s it. A 7” square piece of focaccia is split in half and then piled with ingredients. I had The New Yorker, roast beef, onion porcini cream (onions and porcini mushrooms blended with olive oil into a smooth paste), tomato and arugula ($19). This sandwich made up in width what it lacked in depth, making for a hearty lunch. Most of the other sandwiches are based on schweinerei, but there are a couple of vegetarian options. Diet Coke cans $2, Italian sodas $3 and glasses of wine $7-8. Unapproachable on matinee days.

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“Any Jewish person that votes for Democrats hates their religion.” And you thought that we ran out of prophets?

https://www.msn.com/en-us/news/politics/trump-says-any-jewish-person-who-votes-for-democrats-should-be-ashamed-of-themselves-because-they-hate-everything-about-israel/ar-BB1k7nhm

Tuesday, March 19, 2024

I visited my periodontist today to help him avoid a liquidity crisis. Then, I walked from his office on East 40th Street, near Park Avenue, to Eighth Avenue, between 39th and 40th Streets, for lunch, a good half mile. I offer that detail in case my physical therapist is tuning in.

My destination was Jollibee, 609 Eighth Avenue, the local branch of the massive Philippine fast food chain. They serve very good fried chicken and I skipped the French fries for the supposedly more authentic side dish of spaghetti. Why that is I don’t know and tasting the school lunchroom quality spaghetti insured that I won’t do it again. Otherwise, I can recommend the three piece chicken combo, including a slightly over baked biscuit, gravy, French fries and refillable Diet Pepsi ($14.49, spaghetti instead of fries $1.30 extra), although all but the chicken and the Diet Pepsi are unnecessary.

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My young bride suggested that we go out for dinner and we tried Kebab Aur Shabab, 247 West 72nd Street, taking over and substantially renovating the premises occupied for many years by Kosher restaurants. The menu had several items not typically found at other Indian restaurants. I had Old Delhi Korma, “Jama Masjid Wala Mutton Korma, Essence of Mace, Green Cardamom, Saffron” ($33). Korma is a braised meat dish; Jama Masjid is a mosque in Old Delhi.

It was the presence of mutton that drew me. No one serves mutton, old sheep meat, anymore. Even when advertised, as at Keens Steakhouse, 72 West 36th Street, it comes out lamb. The five chunks of meat in my spicy dish were probably mutton, although the spices hid much of the typical mutton gaminess. The only negative, the price. But, everything on this menu  seemed high. Plain rice $7, plain naan $7, raita $6. On the other hand, this was the best Indian food within a couple of miles of Palazzo di Gotthelf.

Wednesday, March 20, 2024

Even while DEI is DEAD in Florida, it has reached my Chinatown lunch excursions. Today, six CCNY alumni, two women and four men, gathered at Jing Fong, 202 Centre Street for dim sum. We were at ease with each other, because age has blunted our lust.

Even as undergraduates, sex played a minor role in the lives of many of us; we lived at home and did not own cars. Only movie balconies afforded us some privacy. Looking back, we agreed that what is called sexual harassment today is what we called dating.

What lust we had we reserved for the food as the dim sum carts kept whizzing by. As often happens, I could not keep up with the variety of animal and vegetable dishes landing on the table. There were 16 in all, steamed, pan fried, deep fried, braised, sautéed, plus a round of Diet Cokes for a total of $150.

Thursday, March 21, 2024

The Upper West Side’s Power Couple crossed the mighty Hudson River today to explore some of New Jersey’s Kosher culinary options. We headed first to Grand & Essex Market, 89 New Bridge Road, Bergenfield, named for an intersection that was once at the heart of the Jewish settlement of Manhattan’s Lower East Side. It’s a very large market offering a dizzying array of items both packaged and prepared on site, all Kosher. It rivals Aunt Judi’s kitchen for the variety and quality of food offered within the biblical guidelines.

We bought one breaded chicken cutlet and one pretzel-covered chicken cutlet ($18.99/lb.); stuffed cabbage ($17.99 for 3 pieces); Bubbie’s Hearty Matzoh Ball Soup ($10.99); Bubbie's Chopped Chicken Liver ($7.99 for 7.5 oz.); spinach kugel ($6.99); vegetable kugel ($6.99); Bubbie's Hearty Kishka ($4.99). We have the holiday of Purim this weekend and G&E had the traditional Hamantashen (triangular filled cookies, named for the archvillain of the Purimspiel, the Book of Esther) in 8 flavors -- apricot, double chocolate, hazelnut, raspberry, prune, poppyseed, lotus (Lotus Biscoff cookie butter) and, the one that caught my fancy, halva (a crumbly confection made from a base of ground sesame seeds, sugar and other flavors). Imagine that, Hamantashen stuffed with halva. I'll report on it after dinner.

We drove over to Dovid's Fresh Fish Market, 736 Chestnut Avenue, Teaneck, home of the delicious deep fried gefilte fish, one of my favoritest things to eat. And, it's so good that they had none on hand and you have to special order it. With that, we retreated to ShopRite, 40 Nathaniel Place, Englewood, about 10 acres of supermarket.

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Taste test: The halva Hamantashen were a disappointment. The very distinctive taste of halva was missing, leaving only an ordinary sugary cookie.

Friday, March 22, 2024

Paul Bergman, distinguished criminal defense attorney, invited me to join him at the Metropolitan Opera's dress rehearsal of Puccini's "La Rondine." It was an interesting experience. I’m not an opera follower and knew nothing about “La Rondine.” It was a lovely performance, complete from end to end. It's a story of passionate love, eventually thwarted, like almost every other opera. However, nobody dies for a change. 

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I have been a member of the American Civil Liberties Union (ACLU) for about 40 years. I quit for a few years in the 1990s when it fought to keep mentally ill people on the streets of New York on the theory that they were not harming anyone but themselves. I rejoined, but now I am poised to leave again, because the ACLU fired an employee, an acerbic lawyer, whose criticism of operations offended Black colleagues. https://www.nytimes.com/2024/03/22/us/politics/aclu-employee-fired-race-bias.html?smid=nytcore-ios-share&referringSource=articleShare

Although there was no claim that she bore racist ill will, the organization's lawyer said "she caused harm" when she spoke of being "afraid" to talk to a Black superior, characterized another conversation as "chastising" and likened her bosses' behavior to suffering "beatings." Negative reactions might have been justified, but this elevates "the heckler's veto" above almost any other value in society. https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Heckler's_veto

Did the offended folk ever go to a family Thanksgiving dinner, ride a subway, stand in a crowded bar, watch a stand-up comedy performance? How crazy is it to aim to eliminate any and every human-based irritant? And how about the ACLU, which defended Nazis marching in heavily Jewish Skokie, Illinois, jumping on a sassy employee? 

Almost A Good Week

Saturday, March 9, 2024

LePage v. Center for Reproductive Medicine is the Alabama case ruling that IVF embryos are human beings. In his concurring opinion last week, Chief Justice Tom Parker, an elected Republican, wrote:

"(1) God made every person in His image; (2) each person therefore has a value that far exceeds the ability of human beings to calculate; and (3) human life cannot be wrongfully destroyed without incurring the wrath of a holy God, who views the destruction of His image as an affront to Himself."

However, Himself never appears in our Constitution.

Sunday, March 10, 2024

Fill in the blank. "________ experiencing double-digit annual rent price declines and have buildings offering concessions that include up to 8 weeks of free rent."  It ain't New York.  https://www.zumper.com/blog/rental-price-data/

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Thanks to my brother, I have a gift subscription to the New York Review of Books, not a publication that you turn to for limericks or chocolate chip cookie recipes. “Little Island” is an appropriately glum essay in the current issue about the shape of Great Britain these days.

https://www.nybooks.com/articles/2024/03/21/small-island-gary-younge/

One comment really drew my attention: “an economy in which Indian restaurants employ more people than steel, coal, and shipbuilding all put together.” While that description might be appropriate for India itself, I was shocked to hear it applied to Great Britain. Maybe more shocking is its origin, “Mad for Masala,” a report by the BBC in 1998. “Britain has around 8,000 curry houses which employ 70,000 people - more than steel, coal and shipbuilding put together.” 

http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/uk_news/211002.stm

It made me think of other possible comparisons. Italy has more pizza ovens than nuclear reactors. France has more dry cleaners than car washes. Germans eat more pretzels than vitamins.

Monday, March 11, 2024

Usually, when I'm out with a guy or two, they are almost as antiquated as I am.  Tonight, for a welcome change, Samuel Fuchs went to dinner and a Ranger game with me. Sam is Stuyvesant '14, Michigan '18 and then joined the U.S. Navy to see the world. In fact, he even got to see Madeira among many other exotic ports of call.

Before the game, we ate at bb.q Chicken, 25 West 32nd Street, a reliable Korean chicken joint, lots of seating, very casual. It offers fried whole chickens, wings and boneless pieces in a dozen different flavors, varying in spiciness. 

The food is cooked, boxed and sitting in a heated cabinet waiting for you. I had boneless Caribbean Spice, coated in a sweet and spicy jerk sauce ($13.99).  Cans of Diet Pepsi are $1.75. Tax on everything.

As much as we enjoyed dinner, the Rangers 3-1 victory left an even better taste.

Tuesday, March 12, 2024

An errand took us to the Bronx today and at lunchtime, we headed to Zero Otto Nove, 2357 Arthur Avenue, a large space that looks like a wine cellar with the barrels missing. It is the first of four casual restaurants created by Chef Roberto Paciullo, owner/operator of the wonderful Roberto’s Restaurant, 603 Crescent Avenue, a block away. 

I had the Patate Salsiccia & Provola Pizza, with sliced potatoes, sausage and smoked mozzarella, more than one normal human being should try to finish ($20.95). This unusual, tomato-less concoction was delicious, just wear an expandable waistband.

Wednesday, March 13, 2024

David Goldfarb, July 3, 1929 - March 13, 2024

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David was always interested in a good meal or a social event. Therefore, I did not hesitate to keep my date with Terrific Tom to have lunch today. We met at Tim Ho Wan, 610 Ninth Avenue, the Michelin-rated dim sum parlor.  Although it was the height of the Wednesday matinee lunch hour, we were seated immediately and we dug right in.

We shared everything, starting with hot and sour wonton soup, really hot and sour ($8.75). Then, it was a mutual favorite, Baked BBQ Pork Buns, 3 for $8.75, and what we agreed was a new favorite, Pan Fried Chicken Dumplings with Ginger Essence, 4 for $7.75. We pushed on with Deep Fried Spring Roll with Egg White and Shrimp, 3 for $7.75; Steamed Beef Ball with Bean Curd Skin, 3 for $7.75; Steamed Shrimp Dumplings (Har Gow), 4 for $7.75. A good time was had by all.

 

Thursday, March 14, 2024

It might be π Day, but Michael Ratner and I acted as if it were Part II of yesterday’s lunch. We went to Nan Xiang Xiao Long Bao, 24 West 33rd Street, another Michelin-rated dim sum parlor, originating in Hong Kong.  Just like Tim Ho Wan, its food is excellent.

We shared Nan Xiang Soup Dumplings, the house specialty, 6 for $11, not to be missed. Then, we had Noodle w. Scallion Sauce, $9.50, spiked with fried onions; Chicken Siu Mai, 4 for $7.50; Scallion Pancake w. Sliced Beef, a 9"x3" slab for $11.50. Again, two old men emerged happy. 

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“It is about Indigenous resistance” an artist explained why they (his chosen pronoun) inserted “Free Palestine” into an artwork. https://www.nytimes.com/2024/03/14/arts/design/whitney-biennial-art-palestinians-message-gaza.html?smid=nytcore-ios-share&referringSource=articleShare

The artist, probably not a biblical scholar, sees to be unaware that Hebrews have been indigenous to the Israel/Palestine area for at least a couple of thousand years. 

 

Friday, March 15, 2024

So these rich people have a foundation and they decide to get some good publicity by giving an award and they put a name on the award that is otherwise not connected to them and they call it the Ruth Bader Ginsburg Award and they give award to a cast of characters most likely to never be identified with Ruth Bader Ginsburg, that is Elon Musk, Rupert Murdoch, Martha Stewart, Sylvester Stallone and Michael Milken, and her family has objected. https://www.cnn.com/2024/03/15/politics/ruth-bader-ginsburg-award-elon-musk-rupert-murdoch-sylvester-stallone-martha-stewart-michael-milken?cid=ios_app 

 

To make it more female forward, maybe they need to add Ivanka Trump to their list.