TWO SUBJECTS THAT RARELY COME UP...
...here, feminism and anti-semitism, have popped up a bit lately. That observation is of no importance whatoever. There was a recent thread on another blog that got into what comprises a "feminist" and the general consensus was that orthodoxy was no good and that everyone pretty much has a right to call themselves whatever they like, believe what they like, etc. All very reasonable. One of Kelso's contributions to the debate was that although he despised Camille Paglia for her anti-semitism, he really wouldn't call her feminism into question if that's how she even labels herself.
Kelso's been going nuts trying to find one of her more outrageous anti-semitic rants online, but the slippery eel has dodged him at every turn. Please help. It was a while ago, but here's the essence of it. There was a newsworthy story about a fraternity-house gang-rape at one of the more prestigious colleges. No, not Duke. This preceded the Duke case by a number of years. Paglia wrote either an essay or an op-ed in support of the jocks. It was very, very much not along the "innocent-until-proven-guilty" or even "reverse-racism-if-they-were-black-they-could-get-away-with-it" lines. It was bad. And we don't mean it was poorly-written. We mean it was evil.
Her argument was that at the more prestigious colleges the John Hughes high-school paradigm of the jocks getting to screw all the prettiest girls gets turned on its head and the (here come the code words) physically small, intellectual, liberal, private-school, male children of psychiatrists and investment bankers get the best choices of female sex partners because of their eloquence in the classes and wit at the parties trumps that of the poor, working-class, under-prepared, earnest, conservative, masculine athletes, who at public schools or at private schools at which they were too busy with an athetic program had a natural disadvantage in the classroom and no gift of gab at the parties. Outgunned and frustrated and surprised by this new situation they find themselves in, it's only natural that fraternity jocks might resort to letting out some sexual steam by raping a woman at the frat house. And while that might not be the most gentlemanly way to do it, it's understandable.
Upon re-reading the last paragraph, anti-semitism may well be the least of her sins. The sexism -- women as chattel -- the wretched class envy of the kind that produced "Reagan Democrats" (wanted to say Hitler!) are at least as bad. Worse.
There may actually be some truth in that kind of social stratification obtaining in such an environment. A sense of the importance of intellecutal curiousity, verbal and artistic proficency must ipso facto pervade the culture at an elite institution of higher learning. So, given the way society has organized itself to this point at least in the Northeastern United States, Jewish guys probably do have the overs slightly in the playboy department on the jocks. Don't know if any sociologist has studied the question, but it would be tough to do because there would be all sorts of biases and inacurracies in the polling data, and there's way too much crossover. If one looked at how much sex little Jewish guys got at land-grant universities as opposed to how much jocks got, it's pretty likely that it's a whole other scene: the jocks get the prom queens and debutante broads and the Jewish guys have to figure it out. Which they probably do. Or maybe not. But how many stories have you heard about gang-rapes at the Florida State Havurah or Peace-And-Justice House?
Kelso's still willing to let Camille Paglia call herself a feminist if she so desires. But maybe the ersatz-intellectual has seen Animal House too many times and just developed an intense un-requited love for Niedermeyer or Marmalaard that bloomed into "theory". Or maybe she got no play from the garmento's kid in her writing seminar wherever the fuck she went to college? But had indeed smelt the felt at DKE? Kelso's going to recommend to the renowed feminist scholar who plies her trade at the Philadelphia Institute Of Art (lots of jocks there to be sure!), psychiatry, drugs, and to quote Otter from Animal House "....start drinking heavily..."
Every reader of this blog is tasked with finding this particular piece of writing by Ms. Paglia, because Kelso failed miserably. For all of you potential DCI Tennisons and Philip Marlowes, here's one clue which led Kelso up a blind alley. About 4 years ago, a self-identified Camille Paglia fan wrote something in the New York Press very much like this in which the writer complained about just this situation as it pertained to intellectuals v jocks at the college he or she went to and how it still obtains in Williamsburg, Brooklyn. This writer being less crazed-up as Camille Paglia was more clever and evaded the anti-semitism by referring disrespectfully to articulate intellectual guys at college as "Sons Of Melfi" as in the character who appeared once in The Sopranos. Dr. Melfi's over-educated son is home for the holidays and there's a 2-minute scene of the two of them having dinner following her session with Tony. Kelso does not remember which season it was or what the point of the scene was.
Happy hunting!
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Friday, June 22, 2007
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Thanks for your kind comments over at my "other" place, Kelso. I won't raise your backhairs with the "some of my best friends are" line, but four years at Brandeis will getcha that and more. Thanks again and keep in touch. xo
You and Abbie Hoffman, Brandeis's two most distinguished graduates!
Hi KN. Thanks for your visdit to and comment at my place.
I agree with you, a person's stand on one issue has no bearing on their authenticity on another.
At Columbia University in the dark days of the late '70's, two kinds of guys got laid: jocks and cool intellectual guys who smoked pot. Hyperarticulate Jewish guys with neuroses trying to get by on some Woody Allen minstrelsy and pulling high grades -- the kind of guys Paglia thinks are such catnip to the ladies -- got absolutely no girls. I know, unfortunately.
Woody Allen actually is quite responsible for the view that nebbishes are sexy to hot women, via his self-written films -- but it is NOT TRUE...
You knew, Estimado Senor Harvey, that I wrote this for you specifically. I'd heard you were away on business, but I'm glad you saw it. Rad fucking point, my brother, about WOODY ALLEN.
I think Paglia had the cool intellectual guys who smoked pot in mind more than the Woody-wannbes. If we're using NYC arts metaphors, the former case would be the "Dennis Goldstein" character from Kenny's THIS IS OUR YOUTH, yeah? But both types if cat referred to in your comment are Jewish, no? I'm going to stick with my thesis that she's an anti-semite. Camille Paglia, James Stewart...hmm...small sample size, but....
And "Minstrelsy"!! Fucking genius, Pana. Yeah, I don't think that really would play at any school. Top 10 or Land-grant.
Tomcat:
You were talking about my comments on Obama, yeah? Just making sure.
LYNN: Yeah, Harvey's rad. We've been friends for over 21 years. Wicked good sense of humor. And do yourself a favor, go to Amazon and buy his novel THE EDUCATION OF RICK GREEN, ESQ.
You'll find a lot of the stuff we bust up on in it.
Think if the movie is going to be good we gots to go with Kenny Lonergan, no?
If it's going to be a piece of bitch, how about that kid from Wesleyan whose dad we pitched, Harvey, the guy with the withered hand; the father had the withered hand, I mean, not the kid.
HARVEY: It's all becoming a seamless web for me. The kid's name was something Leff. As was the dad with the withered hand. Now, we know that Kenny gave Mark Ruffalo his big chance in THIS IS OUR YOUTH, but what the fuck was Ruffalo's character name? And who was the ACTOR that played "Dennis Goldstein"?
Lots o'Wes here: Kenny, Kelso, Leff, Mrs. Harvey...jeez...and u know for awhile O'Toole was making like 20 incoherent comments a day here.
Kelso, again thanks for the shout out on my novel. Recently in New York Magazine, writers picked their favorite obscure recent novels, and a tiny little spark lit inside me, like just maybe ... but of course not. The line "Jewish minstrelsy of the Woody Allen type" is in fact from my novel. That said, recently I watched Annie Hall again, and it was a perfect film, filled with humor and heart, and very different from everything else he has done -- not to disparage Hannah or Husbands and Wives.
By the way, the big winner in that NY Mag item about writers, and here we will close another mutual friend circuit, was David Markson. Whose daughter is Johanna Markson, my friend from the kid's school and your schoolfriend. She detests her father because he was a -- SELF-CENTERED JEWISH NEUROTIC WHO WAS CATNIP TO THE LADIES! Maybe he's even had Camille Paglia, you never know.
Back to my novel for one second, you always liked the jokes about Israeli guys -- well, this summer a film call "Zohan" is being filmed, written by Adam Sandler, Robert Smigel and Judd Apatow, in which Sandler plays a Mossad agent who comes to the US to be a hairdresser and is chased by Rob Schneider as a Palestinian taxi driver, It makes fun of every Israeli stereotype: being oversexed, playing hackysack, selling cheap electronics, liking bad disco music -- in one scene Zohan uses a Mossad move to knock out the DJ at a hip NY club so he can take over the booth and put on "Somebody's Watching Me" by Rockwell. That a script this tasteless got greenlit speaks not only to Sandler's success but that of Borat, which created a window that will certainly close again soon.
The heart of this story -- the "spine" as the screenwriters say -- is Robert Smigel's sexual anxiety about virile Israeli men who are not imprisoned in sham and neuroses, while his own Jewish humor, glasses, etc., made him extremely popular and a genius, but went absolutely nowhere with the girls at high school, Cornell, NYU or anywhere else up through SNL. If Robert, probably one of the true geniuses of our time in his field, and a mediocre but semi-good-looking big league baseball player, were both at a party, who would get the girl? Assume an average sampling of American women and I'll even give Robert an advantage, let's set the ages at 28-35. What % go to Robert and what % to the player? Oh, let's make it easier, the player is kind of a jerk. Robert is really nice but very shy.
You're a fucking Devil, Harvey, you know that? I want to say one of two things about Dave The Rave, but you know I can't. I have some delightful stories with regard to the Israeli/American Jew competition, but I don't feel comfortable telling those either.
So, I'll try to work out an answer to your puzzle and then leave you with a tame Israeli joke.
Robert can't ever beat a guy like Scott Kazmir or Barry Zito for any girl. No chance. Jeter and A-Rod, the same. Robert would have a problem with Carlos Beltran and with Carlos Delgado (masculine and ultra-Liberal). Outside of those six, I like Robert for all I can get into the pot. Americans just love the TV too much and even the top level baseball players don't have enough exposure.
Here's the joke. Well, it's not really a joke. It's a witticism that a guy we both know is famous for having said: If you go into an Israeli electronics shop in Midtown, all the salespeople call you "my friend." If you go into an Arab electronics shop in Midtown, the salespeople call you "my friend." So, why are they always fighting if everybody's their friend?
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/This_is_Our_Youth
Dennis Ziegler -- your memory is amazing.
I'll give Robert that joke -- he's looking for Jewish/Arab jokes/concepts for the final shooting script. Who is the source?
I have a joke about the Jewish lady who flies to Bombay, then travels over hills and valleys for a week to arrive at an ashram in the mountains, where she is told the guru is meditating and won't be seeing anyone for a month. She waits outside the gate for three days refusing food and water until they let her in, telling her that she will only be allowed to say three words to him. She agrees, and they bring her into the guru's chamber. She sits down at his feet and says "Come Home Sheldon."
I heard it from Beinish but fuck him. Give me the credit.
Here's a good one. It's amazing telling it in Spanish to a poker table full of Pana-Jews and Pana-rabs. In English: a Taliban fighter is dying of thirst making his way across the desert when he sees what looks like an old Jewish man at a kiosk. Sure enough, it is. The Taliban asks for water. The old Jew says "I'm sorry, effendi, I only sell ties. $5 apiece." The Taliban says "you old Jewish bastard if I weren't so thirsty I'd cut your throat. How dare you try to sell me overpriced ties when all I want is one glass of water?" The old Jew says "Effendi, listen to me, I am a peace lover. I mean neither you nor any Muslim any ill will. If you walk 4 miles east you will come to a wonderful restaurant. They will give you all the food and water you want. Shalom."
So, the Taliban heads off east, only to return 5 hours later, nearly dead from dehydration. The old Jew inquires "What happened, effendi?"
To which the Taliban replies: "Your fucking brother wouldn't let me into his restaurant without a tie."
HARVEY: Smigel's movie sounds so rad I can't even control myself. Do you have skype? If so, let me know yes or no in your next comment and I tell you the Israeli stuff.
I finally saw THE DEPARTED by the way. That was nowhere near as good as either BORAT or HALF NELSON or EDMOND. To be fair, someone told me ahead of time about that preposterous scene in which they murder two people in broad daylight on a beach in the Logan Airport flight, so I couldn't suspend my disbelief. Nicholson was a clown. It was basiclally a B/B+ Hollywood crime story.
But shit, Smigel, Sandler and Judd Apatow is an all-star team. This movie you be the pure nuts.
i think i can find that paglia piece for you... in true synchronicity, it was thrown at me in a discussion about feminism i had a few weeks ago... he'd better have the backup for it. ;)
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