Pirke Avot, verse seventeen: Silence
In Which Your Humble Blogger returns to the sages for help. Hello, sages! Are you there? Hello?
In Which Your Humble Blogger returns to the sages for help. Hello, sages! Are you there? Hello?
In Which Your Humble Blogger also fulfills a promise, of sorts.
In Which Your Humble Blogger reveals other people’s mistakes, never having made any himself.
In Which Your Humble Blogger thinks its a good idea, although it’s a good idea for Other People.
In Which Your Humble Blogger begins the process of catching up.
In Which Your Humble Blogger is fond and foolish, but not so old as all that, surely.
In Which Your Humble Blogger fails on the race issue himself, which is part of the point, isn’t it?
In Which Your Humble Blogger once again types the marketing slogan of the century: Give us your money, then we‘ll have it!
In Which Your Humble Blogger throws out a question for y’all, just hypothetically.
In Which Your Humble Blogger appears to be easily satisfied, but on the other hand, if easily doesn’t mean frequently, maybe it doesn’t mean easily either.