The powers that were saw no irony in programming a night of counselor Jell-O wrestling within a couple of days of a somber Holocaust memorial observance, complete with madatory screenings of the Holocaust documentary Night and Fog.
...I am definitely proud to be a Jew. If my fond memories of Miriam Zalinsky's boob slipping out during Jell-O wrestling had some subconcious influence on that, then the American Jewish experiement is working, though in weirder ways than anyone could have possibly expected.
And then there was Jennifer Grey's original, beautiful Jewish schnoz, emerging from the screen sloped but firm like one of the stamen in a Georgia O'Keefe painting, both phallic and feminine all at once.
Jennifer Grey, before and after plastic surgery.
...from the book Bar Mitzvah Disco, a must-see even if you're not Jewish but just grew up in the the '80s, like me. Beside stories like the above, it also contains photographic evidence of the things people will do for Bar Mitzvah boys.
Things like rigging up one o' them fakey magazine cover deals. Things like this:
Things that are deeply, deeply, deeply wrong.
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