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I’m just going to take a deep breath and blurt it out loud.. the Rabbi Nachman songs and just about everything that comes out of Uman.
To get myself moving — Derech Achim – Im Eshkachech, Shulem Lemmer – Hallelu, Adar – Halaila, Beri Weber – Yachad
To step things up a bit — Just about anything from 8th Day, Boruch Sholom Blesofsky – Wedding Crush, Boruch Sholom and Shira Choir – Shuva Chabad, De Scribe – Set Me Free
Cool down and calm down — Pretty much anything Shulem Lemmer, Beri Weber – Riboin, Cantor Azi Schwartz and Zina Goldrich – Sim Shalom
** I also have a secular playlist but I think it’s not appropriate for this forum
Klugeryid is a worthy adversary who has sparked, pushed, prodded and created a great deal of thoughtful and interesting discussion. No more. No less. Anything else actually IS pure conjecture.
Personally, I would like to thank him as well as all the others participating in this particular thread for giving me something both worth reading and something worth giving deeper and further thought.
Gut Shabbos everyone. Be blessed.
I do not wish to be vehement or toxic with anyone as I genuinely like, appreciate and enjoy everyone posting here in the Coffee Room
I did have to get physical with my eldest son, twice, after exhausting all other avenues. The first time he was around three or four and would not stop playing with matches. We spoke with him, removed and hid all the matches in the house, put the matches in protective custody… he waited for his opportunity, pushed a kitchen chair to the stove, climbed onto the stove and onto the top of the fridge where he accessed the matches from their plain box within another another plain box from behind a box of old mail in the cupboard behind the fridge near to the kitchen ceiling. He then waited for me to get busy with something else and sneaked himself off downstairs to the fireplace where he thought himself well and truly out of sight for his nefarious little games.. Thankfully he forgot to factor in the smell factor and I laid a spanking on him with my own hands that neither one of us has ever forgotten. I had to. I was so afraid he would seriously injure or kill himself by setting himself or his clothing on fire that I had to make sparking up matches for his amusement entirely un-amusing and making the consequences sufficiently not worth the risk of continuing to defy us.
The second time was a chilly, windy, late autumn day and he got it into his head he wanted to go swimming. No. Tired of being thwarted he took off out the backyard gate and hit the sidewalk with the announcement he was running away to a place where he could go swimming. Ya. Not in my house. That’s not how we do, we don’t run away in search of greener pastures when we don’t get our way, we deal with it until it’s dealt with. I didn’t spank him but I didn’t walk him back home any too gently either. I guess he was around five at the time. There is a dangerous world out there just beyond the backyard gate and you don’t just get to make a run at it when things don’t go as you think they should. He learned.
Oh Klugeryid, you entertain the living daylights right out of me and if I’m not careful I’ll end up spending my entire day engaged in trying to finally get one over on you.. which will probably not happen so I should probably attend to my other responsibilities first.
My eldest son was the most stubborn, go his own way come heck or high water kid on the face of the earth and my own parent’s wish come true when in exasperation they said to me, “I hope you have a child just like yourself some day”. If there was a more stubborn, kicking, screaming and protesting harder way to do anything my son then it was my son who signed the artwork on it. Fortunately, his mother had already signed the copyright on the book to it.
Parenting isn’t about winning. It’s about being grateful for the gift of a child, loving that child unconditionally and having respect for that child. It’s taking a leap of faith and because the day will come when you run out of answers, it’s about placing your trust in Hashem that His hand working through your hands and His voice speaking through your voice is going to see this kid turning out alright even after having the most imperfect parents possible.
My son turned out just fine. Better than fine actually. He is 23 and married to a girl he knew all his life. Together they have a daughter and expect another baby later this year. I tell my son the same thing my parent’s told me, “I hope you have a child just like you”. What I don’t say out loud is that along with finally understanding your parent’s pain comes the understanding of your parent’s blessing.
p.s. he still hates getting up in the morning, not my problem anymore, he has his own house and a baby he loves more than his bed… sometimes things work out perfectly
1. Come nicely into room and tell child it’s time to get up and start their day
2. After five minutes go back into room and inform child it’s time to start the dayConsequences of which child is fully aware will take place, begin and take place the first one after five minutes, all the rest, after three minutes each. After the sixth consequence nature takes it’s course and no further consequences have ever been required
3. Lights are turned on
4. pillow is removed
5. blankets, sheets and anything else making the bed comfortable to sleep in is removed
6. all available younger sibling are sent in to roust the recalcitrantIt must be done quick and stealthy like, RebYidd… because how else does one know they have gotten the oil to vinegar to salt ratio correct if not by the swishing and licking of fingers through the salad bowl? For your own health and well being you should make the licking off of the fingers quick and stealthy like as well..
Wash your hands. Wash your hands. Wash your hands. Keep a clean house. Stay away from sick people. Practice scrupulous personal hygiene. And if you won’t feel right until you take a pill… supplement your Vitamin C tablets with Echinacea AFTER you consult with your doctor, pharmacist or other health care provider.
It’s very normal for kids this age to push back a bit against their boundaries and to try dipping their toes tentatively a bit into “the forbidden”. Without judgement, without rancor, without carrying on like the world just flew off of it’s axis and came to an end, sit down and talk to your son with only your unconditional love.
Maybe take him out for lunch to a neutral place where the eyes and ears of the entire house and community aren’t looking and listening in on his personal business. And then, listen to him. What is your son’s motivation for wanting to fool around with pot? Peer pressure? Curiosity? A need to be on equal ground with his friends? A need for escape? He likes it? Once you find the motivation then you’ll have a better idea of how to go forward. Just always, from a place of unconditional love and acceptance. Flipping out and hard words only serve to shut the conversation down and you want always that your children should seek you out rather than hide and be secretive from you.
From my own experience with four sons… I don’t think your son is hardcore. Hardcore would never leave a rolled joint laying around in his room begging to be found. It reeks for one thing, it goes stale like a pack of cigarettes opened and left laying around for a week for another, and… hardcore would have already smoked the thing. Talk. Go talk to your son like the almost man with a few things yet to learn that he is. Use the discovery of this joint to bring your relationship closer together rather than as an alarming wedge driving you apart. I will pray for you. For peace in your house and for a son to make good decisions. Best wishes.
No. He’s painted himself into a corner from which he cannot escape. The best thing he can do for both himself and the country is to step aside in favor of Vice President Pence. This will satisfy the sensibilities and values of the hardcore Republican base while simultaneously allowing President Trump to save face and humiliation.
Fortunately there were sufficient sane, reasonable minded Republicans around to slap stupid talk of a wall out of Senator Schumer’s vocabulary in 2009. Would that they demonstrate the same level of fiscal responsibility and common sense in 2019 with a sulking President not interested in the grown up business of running the country.
Regardless of the year or who’s spouting off about the necessity of ” a wall”, it’s a bad idea. There are better ways to spend five billion dollars that will achieve greater benefits for all Americans than to fling money around like it’s as easy as digging it out of the sofa cushions on a bottomless pit of a project with negligible to no benefit.
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Because it’s stupid.
The cost / benefit ratio is off the charts astronomical cost for negligible to no gain. Use the money instead to fund measures that have a proven track record of efficacy. No reasonable person would suggest an open house, free for all style of border security and enforcement. Building a wall as a lasting monument and reminder to one man’s overweening ego and hubris is not the way one’s own legacy should go down in history.
Start with what works and use the five billion bucks for further future investment and improvement. Be someone who can feel true pride for real achievement when looking back at your legacy. Be someone who embodied true leadership. Be a person. A real person. And that goes for both sides of the aisle. #BeBest
I had a student in my class one year who could start a fire with nothing more than a metal wastepaper basket, three wet toothpicks, a paperclip and a used straw from one of those drink boxes. Don’t ask me how because I don’t know. The kid was a genius. I had another one who liked to stick green pencil crayons, point side down, into his nostrils and chase the other children around the classroom while pretending to be a walrus with a head cold.
Children act out because they need something. They act out because they need attention, because they need not to be hungry, they need not to feel embarrassed from something, they need warmer socks, they need more mental stimulation than the present curriculum is able to give or they need not to feel lost and alone in a curriculum that seems to come so easily and make sense to everyone else but them.
Shouting, singling out and hitting have never enhanced a child’s ability to learn. Children cannot learn in an atmosphere of fear or embarrassment. The only thing that hitting and shouting accomplish is dread, fear and hatred of school. Should that really become a teacher’s goal? To beat the joy of learning out of an innocent child who is only trying to tell you that he or she stands in need of something? I didn’t think so either.
Not really, Freddy. Your 90% doesn’t take into account that your straw poll was conducted in the Coffee Room of a small ‘c’ Conservative Jewish news site. You’d need a much larger cross section of the American Jewish electorate to participate in your poll for a more accurate analysis.
PUUuuuHahahahahahahaha !!!!!!!!
Oh wait, you’re serious?!?!?
Good heavens!! Of course not. Aside from moving the embassy and recognizing Jerusalem as the capital of Israel what prezactly has the Commander In Chief done for the Israeli State or Jews in general? Yup, I’m having a hard time fishing for an answer to that as well. Even the stock market is cowering in the face of his antics.
The best thing President Trump can do for himself, and the country, is to put an end to his baloney style of governance is by breaking ties with the Republican Party and forming an independent style of third party. It will allow him to save face when he resoundingly loses the next election and it will give the Republicans a chance to catch their breath, regroup, and return as a viable option for those who’s politics skew to the right.
The man is a worldwide laughing stock clown. It’s not a good look on him or by extension any and all Americans. Jews included.
It’s not just you. Airline food has gone the same way as hospitals trying to make budget have gone, food that does nothing for your well being, food for the sake of saying compliance to regulation, food that has one heck of a nerve to even call itself food. I put an end to the farcical bait and switch notion of an acceptable airline meal the day I was on a flight to Portugal and the meal was curried chicken on a bed of the sickest, white rice you have ever seen. This for a plane load of people, many of whom were elderly, that wouldn’t have recognized a curried anything even if it walked up to them and introduced itself. Now I just pack a picnic lunch worthy of the title “food” with enough to share with the people around me whenever I have to fly.
Applesauce! Applesauce!! Applesauce!!! APPLESAUCE!!!!!!!!!!!
**stated vehemently with foot stampingly stubbornness and impatience**
Well…
If the hot needles could do something about cataracts, glaucoma or the clearing out of the sinuses then most def the hot needles over the filter. I think I would still take the hot needles if in exchange for access to CR they also blinded me to ugliness, greed and debauchery
I would keep my memories intact and go out and make my own million dollars if I needed it that badly.
The question of the million dollars of course sets off an entire cascade of further thought and consideration..
I’m fairly simple. I have my family, friends, a house to live in, food to eat, clothes to wear. I have my faith and life and breath in my body. I’m happy and content. Try not to get carried away by my breathtaking saintliness… I can also be foot stampingly stubborn and impatient..
What if the million dollars came with a guarantee that among the many things a person could buy with a million dollars it could also buy the return of a precious memory to someone who had lost all of their’s through neurological illness, head injury or trauma? You have no control over the beneficiary of the returned memory other than that you must first sacrifice one of your own. Do you do it?Poems. Always, always the poems. You could go from Hallmark banality all the way to Beowulf… sonnets, songs, Psalms, Song of Solomon, Haiku, the possibilities are endless as opposed to repeating that which has already been said.
After conducting a poll of my family members I have been confronted by the fact that when it comes to the enjoyment of latke eating I am in a mixed marriage. I prefer applesauce while my husband clocks in for sour cream.
The children break down as follows…
2 for applesauce
1 for sour cream
2 for ketchupKetchup!! **hangs head and slinks out of room in mortified shame**
Kudos are earned at the whim and idiosyncrasies of the one bestowing them – not unlike brickbats except way more brickbats get thrown than kudos are bestowed. In my estimation you will have to duck out of the way of approximately 12 brickbats for each kudo you hope to receive.
No need to worry about your dwindling stockpile though, I’ll share mine with you until you can get back into the swing of earning your own. They hand them out like candy at Pinterest for hoarding pretty pictures onto easily accessible bulletin boards so that everyone else can look at your pretty pictures too.
I would have written it like this…
Trump Grants Traditional Thanksgiving Pardons To Turkeys, “Peas and Carrots”
While nothing will ever come close to the love I have for a properly executed Venn Diagram, I too appreciate a well placed comma and will freely admit to an overuse if not outright reliance on them.
There is a saying that if you tell a lie often enough people will begin to regard it as truth. So yes, of course there is a point to arguing with “the haters” on social media. You have to. You don’t need to be rude or vulgar in your rebuttals but you do have a responsibility to not just sit silently by and take it. Don’t let the lies get enough traction to start becoming truth to the weak minded. Speak up!!
As to your side note, hard core anti Semites make no differentiation between observant and secular Jews. To them a Jew is a Jew is a Jew. They would need six active and firing brains cells, which they sadly lack, to make the differentiation. A secular Jew is like a secular anything else, they want to do whatever they want, whenever they want, without having to answer for their behavior to a governing deity. I am more saddened by secular Jews wanting to separate themselves and stand apart from observant Jews. Like they’re embarrassed or something and don’t wish to be associated with the observant. Practicing or not, secular or observant, they should be proud to call themselves a Jew.