This Week’s Torah Portion – Parashat Acharei Mot (Leviticus 16:1-18:30)

I discuss the weekly Torah portion every Monday at 7pm PST on my live cam and on YouTube.

This week we study Parashat Acharei Mot (Leviticus 16:1-18:30).

I’m no longer working with the rabbi. So I need a new partner to discuss the parasha with every week. I want someone knowledgeable in Torah. Your views on Torah don’t matter to me. I don’t care if you’re an atheist or a Hasid.

* The Torah is often not in chronological order, such as this Torah portion (parasha).

* God doesn’t talk much to Aaron. Why is God so picky about who He talks to?

* Parasha begins with God instructing Moses on strict limits for Aaron. Torah is all about setting limits and boundaries. This is something hard for me to do with other people. I tend to accommodate endlessly because I don’t like interpersonal conflict or I go to the opposite extreme and just cut people out of my life or I just create a super-defended life so that few people want to get close enough to me so that we might have conflict. I want to get stronger at setting boundaries and respecting the boundaries of other people, particularly those who I want to keep in my life.

A lot of people come up to me in an overly familiar way because I am open in my blogging, but just because I’m open in my blogging does not mean a stranger can approach me like a buddy and immediately ask intrusive questions and give unsolicited advice. If I publish a post about a sensitive area of my life, it does not mean that matter is no longer sensitive to me. It’s not cool to come up to me and start boring in on a sensitive topic. Anyone who does anything like this is such a fool that I never want to interact with them.

By contrast, I immediately accord respect to a stranger who obeys the laws of decorum and begins his communication to me with “Mr. Ford” or “Levi.” The use of my Hebrew name, “Levi”, implies that we’re mishpacha (family) and I dig that.

* Lev. 16: 1 says that Nadav and Avihu died when they approached HaShem. Democracy is a beautiful political system but it is not necessarily the best moral system to apply to all forms of human interaction.

The more traditional you go in Jewish life, the more hierarchical. Those with Torah learning are accorded great respect and those who don’t know Torah know they’re ignorant. An ignoramus does not go up to a great sage and start spouting his opinions just as on a movie or TV set, the extras are often admonished to not even look at the stars. You have to earn the right to approach some people. This is understood in traditional life across many cultures but it is frequently not understood in secular Western life — that there are great people and you don’t speak to them as you would to an ordinary person.

* The sin of Nadav and Avihu appears, at least in part, to be going where they shouldn’t. Not all of the world is open to everyone. Not every role in a synagogue or a Jewish community is equally open to everyone. I would never presume to go up front to lead the davening. I never ask for any synagogue honors, even though my therapist once pushed me to. I was feeling insecure that I hadn’t been asked to the Torah in many months. My therapist wanted me to ask. I preferred to wait.

If I had a rich home in Bel Air, I would not want a subway going close to me. If you don’t have a car, you shouldn’t come wandering around my neighborhood. This is not an area for everyone.

A lot of stores and neighborhoods don’t want single young black men around because they fear their high crime rate. There’s no parallel to this in America. This fear is not just ethnic bigotry because even many black people have this fear (Jesse Jackson, Juan Williams).

* The death of the righteous atone (according to the tradition, Nadav and Avihu were righteous and their death atoned for Israel’s sins). Sounds Christian.

* I will explain why I don’t like to clarify for people when I am being sarcastic. I’ve found that when people push me to reveal if I’m kidding, the person will be a never-ending source of more requests for clarifications and it is not worth my time. Those who get my sarcasm get my sarcasm and need no explanation. Those who don’t get my sarcasm will be a never-ending source of frustration for me to interact with and it is generally best to refuse to answer them and to set up boundaries that say, I’m not into explaining.

People who don’t get sarcasm are not inherently bad or dumb. They’re just an energy drain for me and I don’t need it.

For similar reasons, I rarely answer emails that are consistently misspelled and badly punctuated and I don’t give charity to people who ask for it.

I had a crazy black man collar me at the laundromat this afternoon asking for money. He said he was liable to seizures. I couldn’t understand most of what he was saying.

After I told him no, he kept hectoring me. Finally he resorted to, “Do you believe in God? Do you believe in Heaven and Hell?”

Homeless people set on Orthodox Jews because they know we are religiously obliged to give charity. They think we’re a soft touch.

The more you give to people, whether it is charity or explanations, the more you encourage them to continue said behavior.

I’m fine with giving charity if you know the person or the institution. I think giving charity randomly to whoever asks 99% of the time only encourages bad behavior.

I remember Rabbi Muskin in 2001 getting tired of constantly having to be the bad guy at YICC to remove a very nasty man who came around seeking charity. The rabbi told us not to give to him. That he verbally abused the shul’s secretary. The rabbi asked for our help. It’s easy to wimp out with the nasty characters who come seeking charity and think, “Let somebody else be the tough guy and eject him.”

I remember a lot of jerks who’ve come around shuls for charity and verbally abusing those who didn’t give to him sufficiently.

Love and compassion and charity are not always right.

I remember one Shabbos morning at Stephen S. Wise temple seeing Dennis Prager helping out someone claiming to be Jewish. Dennis made an announcement to the minyan to help out the man.

The guy turned out to be a jerk who verbally abused the rabbi.

“All of the worst things I’ve done have come out of a desire to do good,” Dennis told a friend at the time.

* The only person I ever want to spend time with working on the relationship will be my wife. As for anyone else, if we have to spend time working on the relationship it’s not worth having the relationship. With all of my best friends for all of my life, there was no time spent working on the friendship. By contrast, all the friendships I had where I had to spend time working on the friendship were doomed.

* I’m ambivalent about unmarried people getting therapy for their relationship. If you’re already having problems this severe, you probably shouldn’t get married. If you’re not enjoying each other without “working on the relationship”, then seek out someone you can enjoy without therapy and without “working on the relationship.”

Once my previous relationships needed therapy (I can think of just one where we visited the shrink together), we were already doomed.

* I’m on good terms with most of my ex-girlfriends but some of them I will not be friends with on Facebook because if I let them in my lives, they create chaos. They’re too needy and reactive and don’t read social cues.

* Human relationships run on bids. We made bids for others’ attention. If they ignore us, we very quickly get the message and stop bidding for their attention. A bid may be a look or a phone call or an email or a smile. If you don’t pick up on other’s bids for your attention, you’re going to be alone. It’s fine to reject the bids of people you don’t want in your life but don’t be careless with the bids of those who are important to you. It’s better to say no than to ignore.

* Many details on proper dress in this parasha. A Torah personality takes care with his dress. This does not come naturally to me. While I prefer to be around people who dress well, I don’t tend to dress well.

* I told my therapist that I expected him to consistently dress better than me. That he appear neat and professional is important to me. I would not want a therapist (or any professional) who dressed like a slob. When I become an Alexander Technique teacher, I will have to start dressing better than I currently do as a student and blogger. When I worked for a newspaper or a radio station or almost anyone, I dressed better than I do as a self-employed blogger.

* Yesterday marked the seventh year of the rabbi’s unemployment. We’ll discuss what happens when he applies for work. The toll unemployment has taken on him. I find unemployment devastating. It’s hard for me to interact normally with the world when this part of my life is missing. I lack confidence. I feel like a loser. I want to hide and cry.

* The United States is the only western country where able-bodied men can not get the dole. Is this good or bad? I think it is good. It encourages people to build strong relationships to family, friends and to community. It encourages joining — religious institutions such as shuls, ethnic and professional clubs, and the like. These institutions in turn look out for their members when they fall on tough times. Dennis Prager tells the story of a high school math teacher in his childhood shul who went blind in a car accident. I guess there was no safety net aka disability aka workmen’s compensation for this at the time. So the shul met at Prager’s parents house (circa 1960) and everyone made a financial commitment so this guy could get by. And the shul community took care of this man for the rest of his life.

If the government takes over this, then groups won’t and people will take less care with each other. The welfare state destroys character. It enables me to live on their own without forming bonds. Unions also destroy character. Employees become militant about their break times and work rules rather than serving the customer and growing the business. Only once did I work for a union — for Kmart in Australia in 1984. I had to join the union to work and the company deducted my union dues every paycheck. I hated it.

* Marcus Freed writes on his FB: on stage in Long Beach introducing cool Israeli/Ethiopian rapper Kalkidan for Jewlicious Festivals campus tour. I asked him to freestyle in English and he dropped 50 F-bombs in 60 seconds. Whooooooooooooooooooooops….

* Chicago school bans lunches brought from home. The over-bearing female principal says homemade lunches are not healthy enough. No male principal would do this unless he was an Al Gore type.

Principal Elsa Carmona said her intention is to protect students from their own unhealthful food choices.

“Nutrition wise, it is better for the children to eat at the school,” Carmona said. “It’s about the nutrition and the excellent quality food that they are able to serve (in the lunchroom). It’s milk versus a Coke. But with allergies and any medical issue, of course, we would make an exception.”

Carmona said she created the policy six years ago after watching students bring “bottles of soda and flaming hot chips” on field trips for their lunch. Although she would not name any other schools that employ such practices, she said it was fairly common.

A Chicago Public Schools spokeswoman said she could not say how many schools prohibit packed lunches and that decision is left to the judgment of the principals.

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A Jewish Horror Movie

Khunrum emails: It appears to me that Luke has written the perfect movie with a Jewish twist. All we need are some middle aged Jewish players (no sex) to play the various parents, friends and therapists who can’t stand Luke and don’t want their daughters marrying a guy who is jobless and has nowhere to sleep when his car is in the shop. I say one plumb role should go to our very own Fred Nek. Chaim Amalek for a therapist and although I’m not Jewish, I’ll fly out to play the mechanic who tells Luke he can’t have his Datsun back unless he pays in full…no checks. btw it appears that there is an automotive link throughout Luke’s adult life. First he was sleeping in a car and now he’s sleeping in a garage. Luke, have you ever considered a position at Ford Motors.

Chaim Amalek emails: Why not try your hand at a horror movie? You meet a nice Jewish Girl, fall in love with her, marry (“Honestly Levi, I am wayyy into older guys”), and then…..she converts to Seventh Day Adventism. After telling you she is pregnant. She begins eating pork in front of you. She decides to raise the kid as a Christian. She starts blogging about your Jewish eccentricities. But you cannot leave her because she makes big bucks and besides, AT has merged with Scientology, and the rabbis forbid it to you.

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Obama’s Now A Deficit Hawk

From DennisPrager.com:

Monday, April 11, 2011 Radio Show
20110411 – 1 Political Neurosis
Prager H1: The Republicans and Democrats settled the budget crisis over the weekend. In the space of a few hours, President Obama transformed himself into a deficit cutter… Paul Krugman is very upset with President Obama. That means Republicans made a good budget deal… The Dodgers will flood Dodger stadium with blue, not Dodger blue, police blue, following the beating of a San Francisco fan ten days ago.

Monday, April 11, 2011 Radio Show
20110411 – 2 Buttons
Prager H2: What really gets the Left upset are the environment and inequality. A statement by Mika Brzezinski on Morning Joe, the MSNBC morning show is a great example… President Obama is now a debt cutting champion. What a difference a weekend makes… A Chicago school won’t let its students eat food from home…

Monday, April 11, 2011 Radio Show
20110411 – 3 Big Cheese
Prager H3: Dennis talks to Charlie Sykes, radio talk show host at WTMJ in Milwaukee, about the latest news from Wisconsin, specifically the Supreme Court judge race… Dennis returns to the issue of the budget… Dennis talks to his good friend, Bruce Herschensohn, senior fellow at the Pepperdine University School of Public Policy, about some of the hot spots around the world.

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The Minyan Offers Human Solidarity

Rabbi Elazar Muskin writes:

Author Hillel Halkin, reviewing the Koren Sacks Siddur in the spring 2010 Jewish Review of Books, recounts a charming story that he heard from his father:

“My father, who prayed with great kavanah [concentration] yet was adamant about having no religious beliefs whatsoever … once told me a story about a man standing in the street outside a shtibl, a little synagogue, looking for a tseynter, a 10th Jew to add to the nine waiting inside to say the afternoon prayer. Spotting a likely looking candidate, he asks: ‘Excuse me, mister. Are you Jewish?’ ‘Yes, I am,’ says the Jew. ‘What can I do for you?’ ‘You can join a minyan for Mincha,’ the man says. ‘I’m afraid that’s impossible,’ answers the Jew. ‘Why?’ asks the man. ‘Because I’m an atheist,’ says the Jew. The man gives the Jew a withering look. ‘And where,’ he inquires, ‘is it written that an atheist doesn’t have to say Mincha?’ ”

For Judaism, the best way to pray is with a minyan. Halkin notes, “Praying in a minyan is different from praying alone, less because of the additional prayers said by the worshipers than because of the human solidarity established among them.”

The human solidarity that the minyan offers is a mirror image of what the Jewish community is all about. In Jewish tradition, recited in the Shabbat Musaf service, those who “faithfully occupy themselves with the needs of the community” are the ones who are blessed. Likewise, those who dismantle the community structure are denounced in the harshest of words.

Luke says: When human solidarity was denied me, I found great solace from my daven cam.

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Knock, Knock, Knockin’ On Heaven’s Door

I met Sara from South Africa* in June 1994 at a Stu and Lew Jewish singles dance.

She was standing by herself and seemed available.

I just get a feeling about certain girls, that they’re in my league.

Sara was a 6.5.

I went up to her and asked, “Where do you go to temple?”

She said she was going to a beginner’s course in Judaism one night a week.

“I’m a convert to Judaism,” I said. “I go to a lot of different synagogues from Stephen S. Wise to Aish HaTorah, usually both each Shabbos. I love being in a city with so many Jews and Torah classes.”

Sara: “What got you interested in Judaism?”

Luke: “Listening to Dennis Prager on the radio. I’ve gotten to know him a little bit. He said that if I moved to LA, he might have work for me.”

I told her I was new in town, just two months, and I wasn’t sure what I was going to do. I had an agent who was sending me out for auditions for modeling and acting work but perhaps I’d return to UCLA in the fall to finish my Economics degree. I was just getting over six years lost to Chronic Fatigue Syndrome. I’d made a two-thirds recovery.

She gave me her phone number and I called her the next day and she said she’d swing by and take me to the beach that Sunday afternoon.

Sara* was 32 and never married.

I was 27 and dying to have a lot of sex.

We lay on our towels in the Santa Monica sand and rubbed each other with sunblock. Then she let her long fingernails glide over my back.

It was heaven.

A few days later, I told her about this reality show I was thinking of going out for, but it was for couples. Was she interested?

She wasn’t interested.

Our conversation turned serious. She said she couldn’t see us having a relationship.

I felt like a dick. I thought she was really into me. I had been way too flip with asking her to be my girl on TV and now she’d knocked back in real life.

A few days later, however, she invites me over to her place in Beverly Hills.

After dinner, we sit on the couch. I rub her back. One hundred percent of the girls I’ve known over the past six months who’ve let me rub their backs have also let me have sex with them.

Sara starts sighing. Then she says, “Let’s go into the bedroom.”

I stay the night and then drive her to the airport in the morning. She’s going away for the weekend and says I can stay at her pad.

I’m homeless at the time, living out of my 1979 Datsun station wagon.

I pick her up Sunday night. I bring her home.

I’ve never done this before but I’ve seen it in movies.

… a friend I was staying with had a videotape of the best scenes from various classics and…l looked cool.

I’d only tried it with one previous girlfriend. When she told her mom that Luke wanted to do…l but she was scared, her mom said she was a wimp.

When we tried it, she was really tense and I…

Now I have someone who’d said yes as easily as if I had asked her to pass the peas.

During July, we end up getting together twice a week.

…One evening, we go to a Jewish singles event. “Let’s mix,” I say, “and then we’ll come back together at the next of the night.”

As we lie in bed, I say, “I’m going to New York for three weeks.”

“Who will you stay with?” she says.

“A friend.”

“Is your friend female?”

“Yeah.”

“And you’re going to be having sex with her.”

“I don’t know.”

“You’re going to be having sex with her,” she says, and starts crying softly.

She lets me leave a suitcase with my clothes under her bed.

On the day of my trip, she’s particularly tender. She takes me to breakfast on Beverly Blvd.

I fly to New York. Rachel* picks me up.

About nine months previous, Rachel placed a singles ad for a friend in the Orlando Jewish newspaper. She gives all of the responses to her friend but mine.

I start talking to Rachel (age 34) on the phone (she pays!). I send her cassette tapes with my musings.

One evening in February 1994, she talks about her difficulty falling asleep. “I’ve found that sex has a marvelously soporific effect,” I say.

She agrees and our connection takes a more intense turn.

I finally meet her when she flies to Los Angeles for Memorial Day weekend. We have a lot of sex.

We talk regularly on the phone during the summer of 1994. She knows I’m broke so she pays for my plane ticket to New York.

I stay with her for three weeks at her apartment on 78th and Broadway on the Upper West Side.

On my first full day in New York, she starts telling me what to do with my life a little too emphatically. I tune her out for the rest of my visit but enjoy our daily… She gives me spending money and shows me around the Big Apple. We visit the Lincoln Square Synagogue, the Jewish Center, Stern College (an Orthodox school for girls), Crown Heights, the Yeshiva of Flatbush, Bnai Jeshurun, and several Broadway plays.

I place a singles ad and say I’m bicoastal.

With two days left on my trip, Rachel reads my ad and calls in to hear my voice. Things get a bit tense between us but we work it out with …

I borrow $500 from Rachel to buy two hours of the time of an acting manager. I tell him about my conversion to Judaism. I tell him about my role in a new movie whose details are listed in the Hollywood Reporter. I tell him about placing an ad in Los Angeles magazine to escort for women!

He places some calls and tells me this new movie in which I have a lead role is a scam. It will never shoot.

He’s right.

On my last night in New York, Rachel and I visit a video store. She rents Sleepless in Seattle. I rent the film I Like To Watch.

Rachel pays for both.

We go back to her place…

I fly back to LA, forgetting my wallet at Rachel’s. She goes through it and finds the address of a woman I met at Bnai Jeshurun.

She sends my wallet back to me but says her therapist thinks I’m using her and that’s the last I hear from her.

I still have the tiny siddur (Jewish prayer book) she gave me in happier times where she writes in the front in Hebrew and English: “Wishing you peace of mind and joy to your heart, Love always…”

So I’m back in LA and Sara reluctantly agrees to meet up with me.

We go to a Shabbat dinner together. Then we go back to her place.

I’m dying to know if we’ll ever have sex again.

We walk through the kitchen to her bedroom and we…

We’ve been dying for this. If she’s enjoying it one-tenth as much as I am, she should be happy.

I move in with Sara for a couple of weeks. One evening, she takes me to her parent’s home. I’m dying to see this videotape of my work at a recent acting workshop, and so that’s how I spent most of that visit.

I don’t make a good impression.

A week later, Sara asks me to move out. Her parents don’t think much of me. Her friends don’t think much of me. Her therapist doesn’t think much of me.

I’m in a bind because I’m broke and my home, the station wagon, is in the shop.

I borrow $500 from Sara to get it repaired.

In my last scheduled night at her place, she comes home late and finds a tiny drop of …. on the ….. Sheesh, I thought I’d caught it all! She marches into the bedroom and has me clean it up.

Then we go to sleep like brother and sister.

While my Datsun is in the shop, I’m supposed to stay with a friend.

It’s a Saturday night. I know Sara has a date. I sit on my friend’s porch and wait.

His name is Alexander Denk and he will hit the news more than a decade later as the purported father of Anna Nicole Smith’s baby.

When my Alex doesn’t come home by 11pm, I try to sleep in the bushes beside Beverly Hills High School. After a few minutes, I give up.

I walk over to Sara’s place. I wait until the lights go out in her apartment. Then I ring the buzzer, hoping her date has gone.

She answers. I explain my situation. She’s not happy but let’s me stay the night on the couch.

Over the next three months, I cry every single day over Sara. I’ve never done anything like this before or since. The intensity of our sex shook me up and losing her was like losing an addiction.

One Saturday morning at temple, I sit next to Sara. When it comes time to call out the name of somebody who needed healing, I asked Sara to call out my name.

“I think it would be better if you asked someone else,” she said.

A few weeks later, I sat in the YULA beit midrash and wrote Sara a valedictory letter telling her how much our time together meant to me. I send her a $500 check.

She replied with equal warmth. She said that while I was in New York she met a guy she fell for hard. One night he came to her place. He asked her whose suitcase that was under her bed. When she told him the truth, he left her and never came back.

One Friday night that late summer of 1994, I met a new friend, Bobby*. He listened to my tale of woe about Sara. He confided that he… Sara on their first date a couple of years previous…

About five years later, I ran into Sara at temple. She was married and living in the Valley.

Mama, put my guns in the ground
I can’t shoot them anymore.
That long black cloud is comin’ down
I feel like I’m knockin’ on heaven’s door.

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The Hovel As An Art Exhibit

Assignment: Imagine LACMA is going to have an exhibit about you with signs up all over town.

Title: The Hovel: Bedless Blogger In Topless Hara

In the first exhibit, patrons will walk into my 400-square foot hovel, a converted garage. The first thing they will see will be the blankets on the floor covered with a purple sheet and a black duve. Two pillows in blue cases.

As the patron looks around, he sees overflowing book shelves, a microwave, DVD player and TV on the dresser, a computer on a desk with folders spilling out underneath, and shelves of dry goods.

The next room contains a 1979 Datsun station wagon. Rusty. All of the belongings I brought to Los Angeles in 1994 are piled in boxes in the back. Pillows. Sheets. Duve. Towels to cover the windows for sexy time.

The next room contains my first car — a 1966 VW Bug. It no longer has the gas odor that plagued me for so long. It is no longer cold as my sister found the heat switch. This is the chaste car. Nothing naughty went on in here. The paint doesn’t match. I stopped loving my car after I crashed it headlong into a parked school bus in 1985 and the repair cost me $900. One of many reckless impetuous things I’ve done in my life.

Describe the experience of the patrons:

Patrons feel like they’ve walked through the life of a suicide. It seems worse than sad. It seems repellent. Broken. Jarring. Typical bachelor pad. Mess. Chaos. A wasted life. Predatory. Irresponsible. Childish. The life of a child-man. Why didn’t this guy pull it together? Why wasn’t he able to connect normally? Why couldn’t he live like a mentch? What did he fear?

Upheaval. Dislocation. A life on the run. Running from what? Form himself. From his shame. From fears of insignificance.

The patron’s are amused by the exhibitor’s delusions of grandeur. In the mess, however, some see Orpheus rising and the creation of a sturdy world of words, words with all the strength the protagonist rarely exhibited in real life.

The only reason people visit The Hovel is because of the words he left behind, yet they are entirely absent from the exhibit. No wonder the protagonist lived so much online where he could imagine himself king.

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Dangerous Man Haunts Synagogues, Jewish Community Centers

The Jewish Journal says: “The police report says that the man “is known to frequent synagogues and Jewish Community Centers in search of charity from patrons.”

Many of the people who come to shul seeking charity act like wackos. They berate you if you don’t give them money. They act like they’re entitled to your money.

I never give money to people who ask for it. I give to Jewish institutions and let them distribute it thoughtfully.

Giving out charity randomly attracts a bad crowd.

The Los Angeles Times reports: Law enforcement officials believe that an explosion outside a Jewish organization in Santa Monica on Thursday — first believed to be some type of gas blast — was actually a homemade explosive device purposely placed there, according to sources.

Santa Monica police Friday issued an alert to other law enforcement agencies, saying there was a specific man who detectives want to talk to in connection with the case. They said the man frequents synagogues and Jewish community centers and should be considered “extremely dangerous.”

Law enforcement sources told The Times the explosive device contained gun powder and concrete.

The blast sent a 300-pound metal pipe encased in concrete hurtling through the air and crashing through the roof of a home next door to the Chabad House synagogue. On Thursday, police had said they believed it was a freak industrial accident.

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Shutting Down The Federal Government

From DennisPrager.com:

Friday, April 08, 2011 Radio Show
20110408 – 1 Shut ‘er Down
Prager H1: The government is on the verge of a shutdown. The Democrats would be thrilled if it happened. It will give them a great chance to demagogue… Jimmy Carter equates the way Christianity treats women and the way Islam does. This is standard liberal thinking.

Friday, April 08, 2011 Radio Show
20110408 – 2 Happiness Hour: Didn’t Break ’em
Prager H2: Parents understandably obsess over their children. But until parents realize that they can’t make or break their children, they’ll have a tough time to being happy.

Friday, April 08, 2011 Radio Show
20110408 – 3 Open Lines
Prager H3: Dennis opens the hour talking to Congressman David Dreier about the pending government shut down. The Congressman was delighted that Dennis couldn’t take his call last hour – it was the Happiness Hour and nothing disrupts that… Callers then take over. Issues raised include: Do Democrats have a dark view of life; how much can we tax the risk; does Dennis use generalizations too much.

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24 Vs MI-5

Two of my favorite TV spy shows are MI-5 and 24.

In 24, Israel is never a bad guy. I don’t remember Israel ever being mentioned.

In MI-5, Israel is occasionally a bad guy, less so than the United States.

I prefer the MI-5 show. It seems less contrived. When I watch it, I think less often “I am watching a TV show.”

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Beating At Dodger Stadium

From DennisPrager.com:

Thursday, April 07, 2011 Radio Show
20110407 – 1 Beating at Dodger Stadium
Prager H1: Last week two San Francisco fans were beaten by two “Dodger fans” after a game at Dodger Stadium. One of the victims remains in critical condition, almost certain to have brain damage if he survives. The idea that you can’t feel safe at a baseball game is an appalling comment on our society…

Thursday, April 07, 2011 Radio Show
20110407 – 2 Decline of Civilization
Prager H2: Dennis talks to Los Angeles City Councilman, Dennis Zine, about this beating incident and the Dodgers’ poor security. This hideous incident says a lot about misplaced social priorities.

Thursday, April 07, 2011 Radio Show
20110407 – 3 Economic Facts and Fallacies
Prager H3: Dennis talks to Tom Sowell, senior fellow at the Hoover Institution. His book Economic Facts and Fantasies has now been released in a new edition.

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