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Funny, you don't look Buffaloish....
Odd, that two of my postable moments of the day involved Jewishness.

This morning, I worked my way through three of the nine circles of hell in downtown Buffalo- one court appearance and two public office visits. When I finished the third of them, I was on a side of a downtown building I usually don't pass by, and therefore I saw an oddity on a plaque outside the city's main Episcopal cathedral:

A Mogen David.

I got a picture of the plaque, which wasn't one of my better ones due to the sudden late-morning sunlight on it, but you can see an image, and the text, of it here:



Sept. 15, 1825, St. Paul’s was the center of an extraordinary, humanitarian and ecumenical event. Mordecai Noah, of New York City, proposed that Grand Island, across from Buffalo, become a City of Refuge, he named Ararat, as a proto-Zionist solution to millennia of Jewish exile and homelessness. The Rev. Addison Searle permitted the dedicatory ceremony to be held, with much pomp, in St. Paul’s. The project was not successful.

I'd heard the story of this before; a dear Facebook and Met-fan friend of mine knew of it, and her great-grandfather had been involved in the movement back then.  She always felt that the plan would've worked well in the summertime, but the 5-7 months of frozen tundra on the WNY Frontier might not have been best for the Chosen.  As for me, I worried that when Moses parted the Niagara, the Israelites might've been overrun by Canadians coming the other way to shop in Cheektowaga.

Plus, for the tolls on the Grand Island Bridges, they would've needed to bring a shitload of shekels;)

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That was late morning. By late afternoon, I was mostly done for the day and reading a novel I'd discovered on a page dedicated to memories of my longago Long Island home town. It was written by a fellow high school alum of mine, and it's rough- in the first few chapters, the protagonist suffers an incurable form of cancer and begins his own divorce- but the character, clearly an M.O.T., at one point makes mention of the need for ten Jewish men to form a quorum for a proper prayer service.

I know this as a minyan, but the author chose to spell it (acceptably, according to my aforementioned friend who's the great-granddaughter of the Grand Island project participant) as "minion."

This, for me, led to all kinds of mental images. Images that, the Internet being the Internet, were by no means original:



Fine, go ahead and say it: I'm.... Despicable.

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bill_sheehan From: bill_sheehan Date: April 26th, 2014 08:32 pm (UTC) (Link)
I didn't get it at first, but it Gru on me.
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