Author: Elad Nehorai
-
I Eat Alien Food
I always get a weird feeling after seeing alien food, though. Sure, I haven’t eaten it, thank G-d (it’s not kosher). But there’s something oddly familiar about it. As if… as if I’ve had it before… something like it, at least.
-
Art is Garbage (And So Are You)
The Mona Lisa is trash. Those sunflowers Van Gogh painted? Just colors on canvas. Nothing. That drawing your kid made for art class? Honestly, really, it’s no good. Squiggles.
-
The Office: Michael Scott is the Man
He inhabits a world full of ridiculous rules. A world of corporate hierarchy, women without consciences, and people who just won’t stop putting him down. But Michael Scott, seven seasons into the series now, has stood up to them all.
-
Ferris Bueller’s Day Off: Who Would You Rather Be?
Who would you rather be? Ferris Bueller? Or Cameron?
-
Truman Show and Close Encounters: Go Crazy and Believe in Aliens
Like Truman and Roy, we are flying toward an unknown destination. A light at the end of the tunnel we can see but not quite make out. But if we have even an inch of Pop Chassid in us, we know we need to reach that destination.
-
The Pop Chassid is Moving
Friends, I am in the process of moving to Israel, so please forgive any delays in blogging for the next week. But don’t worry, the Pop Chassid will be back and swinging as soon as he’s set up in the holiest city in the world: Jerusalem!
-
I Am Punk
Sometimes, you sit back in life. You watch as the fools around you are jumping into mosh pits. And man, does it feel good when you’re watching them get beat up, and you are nice and safe, unhurt, unattacked, no scars.
-
Van Gogh Doesn’t Need Your Money
Van Gogh, though, he made two hundred and ten dollars his whole life from his paintings. He spent his entire life just painting, scrounging. He had no idea about this genius. He didn’t know his work would one day sell for so much.
-
Groundhog Day: You are Phil Connors
At some point, some of us, just like Phil Connors, start to realize that every day is the same. At first we’re shocked, horrified. We hear that alarm playing the same music at it did the day before and we wonder at first if we’re in some horrible dream. But no, it’s real. That fat…
-
Mary Poppins: The Real Heroes
It eats us up that we aren’t Mary Poppins. Able to change the world with a song. Without a hint of difficulty, being a good people, never getting upset but also never being pushed around. Being so perfect.