Apparently Lena Dunham feels as if she is slumming in the ghetto: the Warsaw Ghetto.
I don’t know if you saw Lena Dunham’s disgusting and anti-Semitic piece in the New Yorker, “Dog or Jewish boyfriend?,” but it’s official. The culture is not only dead, it’s rotting. In her essay in the now lowbrow magazine’s March 30 issue, the 28-year-old actress asks, “Do the following statements refer to (a) my dog or (b) my Jewish boyfriend?”
He doesn’t tip.
And he never brings his wallet anywhere.
Lena wails that he is “judgmental about the food I serve him”:
He comes from a culture in which mothers focus every ounce of their attention on their offspring and don’t acknowledge their own need for independence as women. They are sucked dry by their children, who ultimately leave them as soon as they find suitable mates.
As a result of this dynamic, he expects to be waited on hand and foot by the women in his life, and anything less than that makes him whiny and distant.
The Round Table is looking more like a Bund meeting. Dorothy Parker, Harold Ross, Ernest Hemingway, and Henry R. Luce are spinning in their graves. Apparently, the New Yorker has embraced the poo generation. Like art, if you throw dung on the page, it will be exalted, praised and coveted. The more disgusting, the better.
Remember the art world’s exalted “P-ss Christ,” a photograph by the American artist and photographer Andres Serrano? As you no doubt recall, it depicts a small plastic crucifix submerged in a glass of the artist’s urine. The piece was a winner of the Southeastern Center for Contemporary Art’s “Awards in the Visual Arts” competition, which was sponsored in part by the National Endowment for the Arts, a United States government agency.
Remember when the New Yorker was a “pre-eminent forum for serious fiction literature and journalism”? How I looked forward to it in my youth! Now it’s a garbage can.
The norming of depravity and Jew-hatred is now commonplace. Jewish students on college campuses live in fear of Muslim violence and intimidation. That’s called diversity and pluralism.
My parents had Gene Tierney, Hedy Lamarr, Bette Davis, etc. I had Marilyn Monroe, Elizabeth Taylor, Sharon Tate, Faye Dunaway, et al. Our kids have a pig like Lena Dunham – born to the lucky sperm club; we have to suffer this loser born to a winning bed.
I have found a perfect husband for this wild boar of woman. Think of it as the taming of the shrew. Make jihad, Lena, not Jew hatred: RT reported Friday that “despite reports of ‘jihadi brides’ flocking to Syria and Iraq to wed militants, it’s apparently not always easy for those marriage-minded young men fighting alongside the Islamic State (IS) group to find ‘the one’ either.” Lena can go find her new man in Syria. When she goes, she can take Naomi Wolf, the burqa activist, with her. Both would look infinitely better in the niqab prescribed by the Islamic State.
The RT article goes on to introduce us to Abu Dudjana Salyaf (“the Salafist”), “a Russian-speaking Islamic State (ISIS) militant who says he is based in Mosul, is not married and has yet to meet the woman with whom he will tie the knot.”
“To my dear future wife,” writes Abu Dudjana Salyaf, “if you love me, do not make me a declaration of haram [forbidden] love, this will not attract me but will push me away! I’m not attracted by love games. If you love me, be patient and I will knock on your door when the time comes. Do not love me, I want you not to know about love. I want to teach you to love myself, when the right time comes along, and when you will be mine.”
This charmer goes on: “Do not tell me about your feelings, don’t give me your time, or you will alienate me. I am a man who does not want the person whom I love to commit sin while living a forbidden love, while keeping his family in the dark. Don’t be readily available to me because then I won’t appreciate you. I don’t want you to be a temporary whim for me.”
“Love,” says Abu Dudjana, “should be only via marriage according to the laws of Shari’a.”
I can think of no one more deserving of a man like Abu Dudjana than Lena Dunham. Her contempt for Jews and for the love a Jewish mother has for her children resembles that of wives and mothers of suicide/homicide bombers. And if anyone belongs in a burqa, it’s Lena. We would all be grateful.