The Mask Shaming Inquisition

It’s impossible to act pleased whenever my wife takes pictures of our 3 kids wearing masks when it’s not Halloween; in a post woke, China placating universe gone wild. In these moments, I become what I detest the most, a triggered snowflake, yelling out to my daughter Matilda, “Smile, you can be America’s Top Belly Dancer now and wear a mask wherever, whenever you like, assuming you train hard enough on your core to become a Peloton instructor in junior high. Because at that point the entire restaurant industry will have been dead for a decade already. So, all the bankable babysitting money will be kaput by then to. You’ll have zero clubs to rave in fairy wing looking like an overdose at the Limelight waiting to happen. Smile, Matilda, you’re going to be America’s Next Top Belly Dancer, assuming you put your mask on between meals to avoid snacking and socially distance yourself from carbs.

Who are these kids that love to wear Covid masks? Do they identify as moderate Muslim housewives on Casual Friday? How do I get my kids used to wearing masks? I host burning mask parties.

The only way a Feminist can get you to eat her pussy is by forcing you to wear a pussy hat mask on in public. Do these altruist mask monitors who yell at strangers to wear a mask outside on the street, offer junkies clean needles to shoot up with at the local dose off wall park bench in downtown Portlandia?  Are these mask crusaders at large on triple condom wrap detail, next time Charlie Sheen rolls the dice in Vegas at an AVN wrap up party and forgets again how only Magic can make HIV disappear?  

Only 6 percent of Covid linked deaths are by Covid alone. So can we unmask this pandemic sham by getting Rudy Giuliani to grill some Medical Examiner under oath for making every Death Certificate list Covid as the final main cause, instead of China?  Giuliani says, “Let me guess.  You took one look at your last corpse and said, “He stinks like Walmart in August. I’ll dump in the Covid death pool with the rest.”  

Wear a mask. Only if you suck off my super soaker for a super spreader deluxe. Pretend Obama ordered you to leak it.

In Hatti, they’re too poor to lockdown their mud mask resort economy. As a result, only 19 out of a million Hattians have gotten Covid.  Wyclef could shake off the rust and clean up on New Year’s Eve in 2020 there. Wyclef does a remix cover by REM and sings, “It’s the end of the world, as we know it, and I feel fine about my solo career post Fugees, which didn’t include jail time for tax evasion because I don’t view the IRS as the Jew devil spawn like Lauryn Hill, which is fake news man.”  

The CEO of Costco says, “Safety is worth the inconvenience”, of wearing a mask to buy more paper towels. Smile America, Alex Jones isn’t so nutty after all.

Michael Kornbluth

Chicken Cutlet Hunters

The Chicken Cutlet from the Edgemont Deli on Central Avenue next to Danny’s Cycle in southern Westchester County, 30 minutes north of Manhattan was always the best.  My old school dear friend Ari, now a Kidney doctor who part owns his own practice in CT, a graduate of Washington University, no dummy, would agree with me, we became fixated on hunting down the perfect chicken cutlet sandwich ever since. I remember inhaling down this chicken cutlet thinking, I was in the presence of greatness, just based on the crispy enough, herbed spice breading on it alone. Back then, I didn’t know the difference between sage or rosemary. I wasn’t aware of how cilantro was used as an herb in salsa. Shit, an underclassman fooled me into buying oregano for weed senior year in high school, so I wasn’t obsessing over the herb installation componentry embedded in my bomb chicken cutlet from the Edgemont Deli at the time, that wasn’t Calista Flockhart skinny but more Jo plump like from Facts of Life, which gave you something more excitable to chomp into again and again. The perfectly shredded lettuce, semi-thin, actual fleshy red tomato on top,  nestled between the banging Kaiser roll, which was never drowning for dear life in an amorphous plop of mayo goo didn’t hurt the chicken cutlet sandwich’s overall appeal one bit either. Ah, those were the days, pre-Yelp, where you actually had to rely on your own intuition and New York bred sense of adventure to try and consume it all, like a less hyper articulate, perpetually suave, mini Anthony Bourdain in the making, minus the French royal rocker look working in your favor either.

Now, that I’m getting my 3 kids more courageous about trying different Kosher meat creations because they know I’m writing a book about it and unlike others, they still believe me in pounding my dreams of comedic superstardom into freaking reality already, especially when I involve them in the act of pulverizing the homemade Kosher chicken cutlets I made tonight with real deal Hebrew Hammer fury.  I told my son Arthur to choke up on the mighty mallet before pounding the chicken cutlets for round 2 with the intention of smooshing those cutlets into barely recognizable form like when Mitch Blood Green came up with the bright idea to start a street fight with Iron Mike in Harlem during his prime time domination years, where he knocked out legendary heavy weights by the time you banged another one out to Taste Of Amber again.  

My wife had to Nazify my dream chicken cutlet recreation tonight, using a combination of panko breadcrumbs and homemade ones while also using a mishmash of chopped parsley, sage and rosemary, by insisting on calling it the meal “Schnitzel”, saying, “I haven’t had Schnitzel since Oktoberfest in Germany.” Meanwhile, I’m thinking, “Chances are you had pork schnitzel for starters, which is fine, but don’t lump my dish into your non-eating Kosher past in Germany before the open borders invite to invade and resist assimilation lead to no-go zones, proving too much for Angela Merkel’s hunched shoulders to bear alone. Where is W to give Angela Lansbury’s, more homely, less talented, dour dumpy clone to give an unsolicited back rub, when you need him?  Also, I didn’t  know what the hell Schnitzel was in high school, I just knew how to order a chicken cutlet at the deli, with shredded lettuce, tomato, mayo, Russian dressing or getting some melted provolone on it if I was feeling particularly eccentric for lunch, that day, that’s it. Granted, tonight, I did fry up gargantuan flatted breasts which looked like Pauly from Rocky passed out on Bridget Nielson’s tits. But I wouldn’t call a schnitzel dish using Panko breadcrumbs and Kosher certified chicken as a sterling example of keeping it real Arian like either.  Actually, for those food nerd historians at home, schnitzel was actually invented in Austria before famed Nazi hunter Simon Wiesenthal helped track down Adolf Eichman’s Nazi footsteps in Buenos Aries pleasuring himself to more Malbec and Nazi trading cards bound for the ashbins of truly deplorable history. Before shiny shoes got hanged in Israel for being Farrakhan’s dreamboat exterminator against you know who Gervais, and it wasn’t your mole infested British commoners working as Bank Tellers for Barclay’s Bank either.

I’m most impressed with my how kids continue to embrace and try any new meat creation I make for them, because they know it’s made with love and kids always love you back twice as much, when you make them like feel like the center of your universe instead of the reverse. Last, your kids can’t help but look up to daddy a little bit in the kitchen knowing he’s doing his best to please God  and obey his dietary laws in exchange for blessing him with the greatest home team imaginable, which grows closer every day, yeah, yeah.

I’m about to put my 3-year old son Samuel in the car today on our way to pick up a couple of last minute, improvised inspired ingredients and he says with a wink and brightened smile, “I hate your jokes and your books to.” I laughed long time. The fact my 3-year-old son already understands the full spectrum of silly minded, sarcastic fueled ball busting while also comprehending what work I’ve been pounding away at since he was born is a sign that God really is looking after my back through this miracle wonderkid. Samuel Chosen Curls Was Bound To Woo really is the pubescent, Total Package, Lex Luger after all.

Michael Kornbluth

Put Your Uncle Sam Sales Hat On

Did you know America is in the midst of a coin shortage right now? In a post COVID world, we can’t stomach the idea of looking at the significant others we live with one second longer, so we’ve taken up coin collecting to maximize face time with Dead presidents while taking up the most boring hobby again instead. Wife yells from downstairs, “What are you doing honey bun?” Husband yells back, “I’m working on my coin collection babe. It’s our country’s new favorite hobby after prayer shaming, spitting on Vets graves and trivializing the Holocaust through banning the Pledge of Allegiance because we live under Big Tech’s rule, especially since Good Will Hoodie at Facebook sold his soul to the Chinese Ministry Of Truth. Who cares if Chinese made fentanyl has killed more crackers in this country than Taylor Swift kicking with Lena Dunham on Instagram? Who cares if Facebook has anointed China as the ultimate judge of good versus evil, despite the Corona virus made in China being responsible for your dad having to give his mother in England only a virtual kiss goodbye on her death bed? But at the least the New Yorker will know better to start every Zoom call now moving forward with, “Hands up high Toobin, where I can see them. You’re having a hard time getting a grip over the fact that Hunter Biden is starting to make Charlie Sheen look like slacker underachiever, I get it. But take a load off on your own time and don’t come around our Zoom calls no more.”

So, if you’re a parent in America today, who’s not enthralled with the prospect of enabling a future generation of ungrateful, hate filled Punisher vigilantes for ANTIFA or intent on blowing a mini fortune on an Ivy league education for your only kid to become a glaringly unoriginal, uppity, knee-jerk reactionary, blah breath hack reporter like Jefferey Toobin for the New Yorker, then I’d start selling your kids early on why patriotism matters because our schools won’t anymore. My kid’s elementary school just canceled the Pledge Of Allegiance. Will my kids school cancel Apple Pie next because it’s too aggressively cheery for kids raised on 13 Reasons Why? I never received an email from my kids school about why they canceled the Pledge of Allegiance although I suspect the expression “under God” was no longer deemed inclusive enough for the parental sect of east coast atheists who send their kids there, intent on sucking off their Gods like Bill Maher till their last dying breath. Plus, if working parents today want to keep their jobs, they must show a commitment to improve their social justice righting credit score at work by only retweeting AOC tweets comparing our border detention facilities with centralized AC, designed to stop rampant sex trafficking of minors to Nazi death camps. Plus, parents today need to be equipped with endless President Trump insults at the tips of their tongues to remain uncanceled by their far younger, mope maligned Millennial Mouseketeer coworkers over shared Taco Tuesdays, since eating lunch within their walled in office of yesteryear is now branded too alt right white collar xenophobic for their ad tech startup tastes.

It’s beyond time for American parents today to assume the responsibility of selling our kids on the importance of patriotism because respect for our elders today is lower than Hunter Biden’s Yelp rating for the Mac Shop he forgot existed until the NY Post reported on it, in Wilmington, Delaware. But parents today can still entrust Netflix, EPSN, CNN, the NY Times and especially Twitter, to teach their kids the importance of standing up for the National Anthem and putting their hands over their hearts for it at ballgames instead of futzing with their smart phones to watch Tommy Lee videos on Instagram, shouting at fake news Devils. Yeah, and Judd Apatow is the Chief Happiness Officer for Breitbart.

When I push my kids on the swing, I assume the persona of Sly Stone from the original Woodstock and sing with real deal fly guy feeling, “I’m going to take you higher.” How does this playful sing-along push routine teach my kids patriotism matters? Because I tell my kids Sly Stone was a star voice behind a prideful, black nationalist musical movement in the sixties, which was a source of empowerment, not divisive derision, which didn’t command whitey to never eat in peace in a restaurant patio again.

I teach my kids patriotism, which is love of country, by teaching them about the great melting pot New York City is, which boasts more than 200 dialects, so insisting only black lives matter insults a boatload of other immigrant sects. I teach patriotism to my kids by emoting about the greatest Moderate Muslim of all time Muhammad Ali, who floated like a butterfly and stung like a bee, inspiring other mouthy kids from Louisville, Kentucky to boast to Dad, “One day, that’s going to be me.”  My 3-year old son requests Jimi Hendrix Blues on vinyl, what about yours? So, stop acting like teaching your kids about patriotism is such a white nationalist laden snore.

My 9-year-old daughter knows Joan Jett is a lesbian punk rocker who sang Love Is Pain but made it big in the face of discrimination for refusing to be the same.

At night before story time, I mix it up and tell my kids about how Walt Clyde Frazier beats Dr. Seuss as the coolest cat of rhyme who lead the Knicks past the Lakers in 73 at the Garden by dishing 19 dimes.  My kids hug American flags in the street, because I’ve shown them pictures of President Trump doing the same, which is pretty sweet, proving infectious love of old glory is hard to beat.

I teach my kids that taking a knee is the equivalent to kicking Nazi destroyers in the nuts and spitting on Vets graves, housing those unfortunate drafted sons who Jesus could never save.  I teach my 3-year old son love of country for pointing out how America the Beautiful gave birth to thrash metal guitar great Dave Mustaine, by showing him a clip on YouTube of him playing the Star Spangled Banner at a Little League game, which inspired my head banging son to say, “I’m going to play that one day.” Patriotism sells, so put your Uncle Sam sales hat on and soon enough, your kids will be hugging flags down on main street to.   

Michael Kornbluth

Condemn Nazi Name Calling Supremacists

“Hate warps the mind, ravages the heart, and devours the soul.”

President Trump

I had it all planned out, especially after my speech bombed at my younger brother’s wedding resulting in my father instructing me to wrap it up after committing the unforgivable sin of blatantly mocking the Nazi this, Nazi that name calling east coast elitist crowd in attendance. I say, “Cam from Canada, make yourself at home and hit somebody. So, Jim Carrey can paint you as an alt-right goon for hire, looking more like an enraged, rejected extra from the Sears catalog in 86.” Knowing my father told me to wrap it up after that, I only wish I added, “Rock bad ass Courtney Love called Linda Sarsour a fake feminist because of her defense of clitoral removal under Sharia Law. Plus, she hates Israel more than Bernie Sanders hates his mother. So, if supporting Courtney Love over Linda Sarsour makes me alt-right, then I’m alright with it. For my son’s Hebrew naming ceremony, I decided to tell the congregation I chose the name Jeremiah because he’s a respected prophet in the Koran, which makes my son immune from any future charges of Islamophobia, assuming he decides to post a Tik Tok video of the Adam Sandler Hannukah song with the added verse, “Linda Sarsour, not a fan.”

I just had a piece published, Back To Hebrew School, in The Times Of Israel about assuming ownership of my kid’s Hebrew School education post Corona by relearning how to read Hebrew from home with them, while using comedy to engage their interest more. From creating mini short stories such as Gimmel Be Good about the Jewish boy who invented the Dreidel game to distract the Romans from their forbidden Torah studies, because at the time Romans wouldn’t consider another Jewish kid with a head for numbers and a developing gambling problem to be a radical departure from reality. A couple of days later, I get my father on the phone after needing sometime to process his lackluster voicemail acknowledging my Back To Hebrew School piece prior, which was low energy compared to Jeb Bush. On the phone with my Dad the following day, I say, “For the record, The Times of Israel isn’t considered an al-right dirt rag Dad.” Dad laughs because the joke propped up his alleged intellectual superiority over 64 million branded racists and growing. I add, “And can you believe The Times of Israel hasn’t told me to wrap it up it up yet?” But they did.

I got canceled by The Times Of Israel, meaning they terminated my guest blog column because they found my tone too unpleasing after I wrote piece about Hassidic Jews in Brooklyn resisting synagogue distancing while blaming the DeBlasio administration for blatant anti-Semitic bias, knowing his participation in much larger BLM protests and proven aversion for MAGA hat supporters of President Trump in general, regardless if they’re wearing Hasidic black hats or not.

But then the conversation with my dad took a depressingly annoying turn after he refused to condemn my younger brother for calling me a Nazi after I started criticizing the BLM movement and ANTIFA to his favorite son via text recently, saying, “All lives matter is the new n word. Guaranteed money in the NBA is oppressive. Nike should change their social righting justice slogan to Just Don’t Resist Arrest. All the wannabe Punisher vigilantes in black ANTIFA hoodies, who never outgrew their pyro phase in elementary school are the renegade activist arm of the media, who are fake news fascist fighting moralists like Unibrow Maddow. And if you believe the Proud Boys are a bigger threat to freedom of speech than ANTIFA or the hate speech police moderators at Facebook, Google and Twitter, then you can go woke yourself to.”

Snoop Dog shoots a Trump clown character in a rap video because his brain hovers below porn hood hell. Eminem calls President Trump Hitler. Take a chill pill Slim, sequels never live up to the original. Also, when The Donald bought Mar-A- Lago, he immediately removed the ban on Jewish membership, Slim On Facts Shady. Never forget the Nazi smears and who the real self-serving, scruple free, hate speech spewing, violence endorsing, terrorist siding, jealous ridden leading figures littered throughout our precious media, music biz, Hollywood, Big Tech and in post woke Corporate America actually are.

I wish they had a vaccine to cure my father’s sore loser’s disease for thinking Hilary Hammer Time Cankles was going to win because baby boomer arrogance never dies. Plus, Baby Boomer Mom doesn’t know best. Hillary must have deleted that memo to. And believing Obama is the most divisive, colluding ex-President of all time who let ISIS run wild while ushering in 2.9 GDP growth, doesn’t mean you a racist. Thinking you’re intellectually and morally superior to all Trump supporters like Keith Olbermann, who wants all of us expunged from the universe does.

Well two can play at the Nazi name calling highlighting game. Obama is the one who loves Hitler. Obama wishes he we was that organized. Exterminating all his pestering, hook nosed critics, who criticized his timeout nuke building deal with the number one sponsor of terror in the Middle East would be a gas. That’s right, Obama gave Iran 150 billion dollars in unmarked bills for an overseas manufacturing facility for Build A Bear, to make their economy less reliant on the sale of face hair removal cream for the Kardashians. Joan lives.

I still can’t believe my dad refused to condemn my younger brother for branding me a Nazi after I just wrote The Great American Jew Novel, which just scored a four-star review on Amazon no less. I haven’t felt this betrayed sine Sylvester Stallone snuck Mel Gibson into Expendables 3

Michael Kornbluth

Condemn Nazi Name Calling Supremacists

“Hate warps the mind, ravages the heart, and devours the soul.”

President Trump

I had it all planned out, especially after my speech bombed at my younger brother’s wedding resulting in my father instructing me to wrap it up after committing the unforgivable sin of blatantly mocking the Nazi this, Nazi that name calling east coast elitist crowd in attendance. I say, “Cam from Canada, make yourself at home and hit somebody. So, Jim Carrey can paint you as an alt-right goon for hire, looking more like an enraged, rejected extra from the Sears catalog in 86.” Knowing my father told me to wrap it up after that, I only wish I added, “Rock bad ass Courtney Love called Linda Sarsour a fake feminist because of her defense of clitoral removal under Sharia Law. Plus, she hates Israel more than Bernie Sanders hates his mother. So, if supporting Courtney Love over Linda Sarsour makes me alt-right, then I’m alright with it. For my son’s Hebrew naming ceremony, I decided to tell the congregation I chose the name Jeremiah because he’s a respected prophet in the Koran, which makes my son immune from any future charges of Islamophobia, assuming he decides to post a Tik Tok video of the Adam Sandler Hannukah song with the added verse, “Linda Sarsour, not a fan.”

I just had a piece published, Back To Hebrew School, in The Times Of Israel about assuming ownership of my kid’s Hebrew School education post Corona by relearning how to read Hebrew from home with them, while using comedy to engage their interest more. From creating mini short stories such as Gimmel Be Good about the Jewish boy who invented the Dreidel game to distract the Romans from their forbidden Torah studies, because at the time Romans wouldn’t consider another Jewish kid with a head for numbers and a developing gambling problem to be a radical departure from reality. A couple of days later, I get my father on the phone after needing sometime to process his lackluster voicemail acknowledging my Back To Hebrew School piece prior, which was low energy compared to Jeb Bush. On the phone with my Dad the following day, I say, “For the record, The Times of Israel isn’t considered an al-right dirt rag Dad.” Dad laughs because the joke propped up his alleged intellectual superiority over 64 million branded racists and growing. I add, “And can you believe The Times of Israel hasn’t told me to wrap it up it up yet?” But they did.

I got canceled by The Times Of Israel, meaning they terminated my guest blog column because they found my tone too unpleasing after I wrote piece about Hassidic Jews in Brooklyn resisting synagogue distancing while blaming the DeBlasio administration for blatant anti-Semitic bias, knowing his participation in much larger BLM protests and proven aversion for MAGA hat supporters of President Trump in general, regardless if they’re wearing Hasidic black hats or not.

But then the conversation with my dad took a depressingly annoying turn after he refused to condemn my younger brother for calling me a Nazi after I started criticizing the BLM movement and ANTIFA to his favorite son via text recently, saying, “All lives matter is the new n word. Guaranteed money in the NBA is oppressive. Nike should change their social righting justice slogan to Just Don’t Resist Arrest. All the wannabe Punisher vigilantes in black ANTIFA hoodies, who never outgrew their pyro phase in elementary school are the renegade activist arm of the media, who are fake news fascist fighting moralists like Unibrow Maddow. And if you believe the Proud Boys are a bigger threat to freedom of speech than ANTIFA or the hate speech police moderators at Facebook, Google and Twitter, then you can go woke yourself to.”

Snoop Dog shoots a Trump clown character in a rap video because his brain hovers below porn hood hell. Eminem calls President Trump Hitler. Take a chill pill Slim, sequels never live up to the original. Also, when The Donald bought Mar-A- Lago, he immediately removed the ban on Jewish membership, Slim On Facts Shady. Never forget the Nazi smears and who the real self-serving, scruple free, hate speech spewing, violence endorsing, terrorist siding, jealous ridden leading figures littered throughout our precious media, music biz, Hollywood, Big Tech and in post woke Corporate America actually are.

I wish they had a vaccine to cure my father’s sore loser’s disease for thinking Hilary Hammer Time Cankles was going to win because baby boomer arrogance never dies. Plus, Baby Boomer Mom doesn’t know best. Hillary must have deleted that memo to. And believing Obama is the most divisive, colluding ex-President of all time who let ISIS run wild while ushering in 2.9 GDP growth, doesn’t mean you a racist. Thinking you’re intellectually and morally superior to all Trump supporters like Keith Olbermann, who wants all of us expunged from the universe does.

Well two can play at the Nazi name calling highlighting game. Obama is the one who loves Hitler. Obama wishes he we was that organized. Exterminating all his pestering, hook nosed critics, who criticized his timeout nuke building deal with the number one sponsor of terror in the Middle East would be a gas. That’s right, Obama gave Iran 150 billion dollars in unmarked bills for an overseas manufacturing facility for Build A Bear, to make their economy less reliant on the sale of face hair removal cream for the Kardashians. Joan lives.

I still can’t believe my dad refused to condemn my younger brother for branding me a Nazi after I just wrote The Great American Jew Novel, which just scored a four-star review on Amazon no less. I haven’t felt this betrayed sine Sylvester Stallone snuck Mel Gibson into Expendables 3

Michael Kornbluth

False God Worship Gone Wild

Jeremiah 2:13 “My people have committed two sins: They have forsaken me, the spring of living water and have dug their cisterns, broken cisterns that cannot hold water.”

Before I light the Shabbat Candles, my 9-year old daughter asks me, “Daddy, what’s the difference between Reformed and Conservative. I say, “In America, Conservative Jews don’t slovenly worship false idols like Bruce Springsteen, Larry David or NBA ruining divas such as Lebron James, otherwise known as King Of The Persecution Complex.  Nor do Conservative Jews in America insist on idolizing false Gods like Obama. Despite Obama Be Meh sounding like a bumbling, fake news deep, poor man’s Bob Marely off the teleprompter without the aid of his former speechwriter Ben Rhodes helping him sell the world on why we must trust Iran to honor their nuke building timeout commitment, regardless of Iran’s well-earned killer reputation as the biggest, financier of worldwide terror until the new budget year kicked in for the Empire, to rebuild the Death Star again.”

I support the Conservative Jewish branch of Judaism’s compromised concessions to make their houses of worship more inclusive over the years in America. For example, I’m all for the Conservative branch of Judaism in America finally accepting non-Jews into their congregation, which only started in 2017. Plus, I don’t think Conservative Rabbis officiating intermarriages is the worst thing in the world, if the Jewish man like myself got married to a gentile, even if she refused to convert on the behalf of my putz embedded DNA, if it was still kosher for us to raise our eventual kids under the Jewish faith.

But I certainly don’t see the need for the Conservative Jewish movement in the US to exert any more effort to placate the so-called tolerant sensibilities among the doxing, post woke, editorial board of the NY Times these days either. The same NY Times who bends over backwards to provide real hate speech op-ed forums for Minnesota congressional rep Omar, who claims Uncle Sam’s support of Israel is purely about the Benjamins. Because Jews control the Federal Reserve and all the banks in the North Pole to. How did Baby Face Omar acknowledge the anniversary of Amy Winehouse’s death on Twitter this year? Did she tweet, “Something happened, to a horn hiding Jazz singer who exploited the great Palestinian Songbook for all it was worth?”

How can a God-fearing Jew be giddy at the prospect of enrolling their kids in a Reform Hebrew Schools today, knowing their identity politics obsessed Rabbis openly support the practice of sanctuary cities? Whose policy is to rerelease convicted murders and rapists back into our streets as soon as we catch them? The same reform Rabbis who aren’t calling out ANTIFA for being new age Nazi Stormtroopers in black hoodies on the loose, codded by progressive District Attorney’s and progressive city mayors, who instruct their police squads to stand down as their fellow cops are being blinded by lasers as their cop precincts are being burnt to the ground in the name of peaceful, social righting justice, allegedly.

At the same time, how you can stomach one more Zoom service with a Reform Synagogue knowing the same Reformed Jewish Rabbi there has perpetually sold the easily debunked lie of white nationalists being responsible for causing all the massive unrest during this past summer of love? Which resulted in David Dorn, a retired police officer in St. Louis getting murdered while trying to defend his friend’s store, only for his horrific death to be live streamed on Facebook for his entire family to see in real time, which is as terrifyingly real as it gets.

How many of these woke Reformed Jewish Rabbis in America today ever denounced Jussie Smollett? After he almost inciting a nationwide race war in one not so smooth swoop? How can you be a patriotic Jewish, family man today, and be enthralled with the idea of attending more Zoom synagogue services with a Reform Rabbi, whose never disavowed Kamala Harris for encouraging other celebs to post bail for violent rioters arsonists at large? How can a Jewish father in America today in good conscience send his kids to a Reformed Synagogue today, who doesn’t condemn AOC for her grotesque trivialization of the Holocaust by comparing our border detention facilities with centralized AC to real life concentration camps like Auschwitz?

For the past 3 plus years, Hollywood, Academia, Big Tech, post woke Corporate America and the NY Times have done everything in their power to smear shame Trump supporters into cowering silence through branding all of their Obama smack talk as “hate speech”. They’ve been more than complicit in absolving any blame on the instigation of the Coronavirus from China, scrubbed any medical professional videos on YouTube which encourage the reopening the schools, promote the effectiveness of hydroxychloroquine or cite medical journals which prove masks don’t provide guaranteed immunity from the Kung Fu fighting virus either.

Kayne West sports a MAGA hat in the White House and he’s branded by the media mob online and off as “crazy”, because it exposes the idiotic fallacy behind the fake news assertion of a MAGA hat being the equivalent of a Klan hoodie today, knowing real life skinheads have nothing to hide. I’m supposed to believe the same 64 million plus Americans who voted for Obama twice, are in the midst of born again, white supremacist crisis? It doesn’t mater, we all know anyone for the past 3 plus years whose dared to wear a MAGA in public is inviting non stop verbal harassment or the highly likely possibility of being physically assaulted even if you’re one of the real life Golden Girls, who Cuomo hasn’t killed off yet to make POTUS look bad. The same attack dog, compassionate culture at the Huffington Post, which has never been condemned the act of doxing the personal information of ICE agents because the preservation of homeland security was so weapons of mass destruction years. Did Vox or Buzzfeed ever condemn the doxing of Tucker Carlson’s house in D.C, which lead to a group of ANTIFA thugs, trying to knock down the door to his house, with his wife home alone as she cowered in the closet among of sea of stinky gym socks from Vineyard Vines, as she called 911 in abject horror to come save her? But the NY Times maintains the moral high ground and special glint of divinity by doxing the home addresses of Ecuadorian immigrants who were supposed to be quoted off the record when asked about MS-13.

POTUS passing prison reform, getting Nobel Peace Prize nominations for normalizing relations between Arab nations and Israel or taking Dennis Rodman’s calls to congratulate him on getting Kim Jong to cut out his nuke carrying, ballistic missile stress tests is promoting hate crimes against Muslims and Jews? Sure, and the Catholic Church has bent over backwards to punish pedophilia within its ranks through peacefully transferring them to another parish in an endless, innocuous game of musical chairs. Don’t you get it Trump supporters , if you don’t submit your right to freedom of speech in the service of sucking off Obama’s fake news good hued legacy till your last dying breath, you’ll be doxed, fired from your job and be branded as an eternally unredeemable racists deplorable piece of shit for ever daring to question the all knowing authority of Big Tech nerds and partisan media hacks as they purport to be with all their blustery, bitchy might to be the ultimate arbitrator of good versus evil, even more so than the all mighty Lord himself.

Last, trying to prop up Obama’s so called stellar leadership in the Middle East, especially after he rebranded ISIS, ISIL, so they’d sound more startup friendly in the NY Times doesn’t bend the moral arc of goodness in your favor CNN, sorry. And siding with the Holocaust trivializing squad ad nauseam NY Times, doesn’t fulfill God’s idea of us perfecting the world he gave us to perfect, in a false God worshiping, post woke world gone wild.

Michael Kornbluth