A Reader Response Letter
A man known only as Richard sent us this little treat regarding Beth's recent Jimmy Carter posting. He asked us if we could get it to her. Oh yes. Oh yes we can get it to her. Everybody hold your … Read More
A man known only as Richard sent us this little treat regarding Beth's recent Jimmy Carter posting. He asked us if we could get it to her. Oh yes. Oh yes we can get it to her. Everybody hold your breath…
As a Jewcy reader and Comcast subscriber, I sit forlorn at my computer, knowing that I may as well be mute since Comcast won't let its customers talk to you guys through the usual channels. I want to respond to one of Beth's posts, so I'm sending it to you. If you can add it as a comment to the post in question, fine. If you don't want to use it, fine. But see if you can at least get it to Beth, OK? As much as I enjoy many of Beth's comments, despite significant differences in our political dispositions, I can't give her a pass on today's Carter slam. First, contrary to Beth's misapprehension, the Brandeis event was not "Originally scheduled as a debate between the two…"(Carter and Dershowitz). Carter was invited to speak, rumblings were heard (Calling Dr. Walt! Calling Dr. Mearsheimer!), the craven Reinholz then suggested the debate format. Carter demurred. Good for him. Partisans on either side of all sorts of contentious issues are routinely invited to speak without the proviso that they face an opponent. Except one issue. I say it's bullshit and I say to hell with it. Furthermore, Beth described the altogether unremarkable and routine suck-up Carter performed to his audience as "playing the part of the manipulative politician." Come on. Get out more. Take in one of the numberless academic talks Boston spawns daily and I promise you'll hear just this sort of ritualized obeisance to the audience. Nothing sinister. By the way, accusing anyone of being manipulative when Dershowitz is anywhere in the vicinity……well, it's like calling someone tacky because you don't like their tie when Donald Trump is at the next table. Proportion, please. Finally, on the matter of Dershowitz: I noted that Beth called the malignant little creep a "pig's anal cavity" not too long ago. Except for this being a calumny on pigs, I applaud her sentiment. Most of us are familiar with Dersh's many failings, all condemnable, but I will especially never forgive the scrappy charlatan for being responsible for Maven's Kosher Court. Don't know how long you've been in Boston, Beth, but you may remember this attempt to introduce proper deli to a town where, still, none can be found (nope, Rubin's doesn't make the cut. Nor Zaftig's). So what did he do? If I'm not mistaken, he got his pastrami from The Stage, which by that time had already gone way past its prime, a joke among New Yorkers, fit only for out-of-towners and other rubes. The stuffed cabbage was leaden (not the good leaden-the bad one). I recall sending the derma back, something I've done maybe twice in my life. And to think that Maven's space, quickly vacated as even the deli-innocent crowd in Harvard Sq. realized they were being had, used to house Latacarta, a perfectly sweet little health food joint, where the tamari salmon with sea vegetable would be brought to your table by moist and earnest hippies, glassy-eyed and redolent of patchouli. Sigh. So for raising my hopes about finally getting a decent brisket sandwich in this burg, and then coming up with some ersatz, Disneyfied "deli" of the sort you would find in a mall in Topeka, I condemn the little weasel. Richard
Ouch! The ball's in your court, Gottfried. How do you respond?