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Fish Guts! 10 Shekel a Kilo!
Living in Jerusalem is a great challenge, especially if you go around assuming that things make some modicum of sense, like an insane asylum, where the lines of insanity are clearly demarcated by locked doors (insane) and guys in white coats (sane). Here, it's also like an insane asylum, except there are no clear borders, everything's mushed together like a Jerusalem mixed grill, and the only guys in white coats are the ones who stand behind smelly counters all day at the shuk and their coats are smattered with fish guts and they're yelling at you, "Fish guts! 10 shekel a kilo!" in 5 second intervals, each one louder than the next, until you come up to him and ask him what kind of fish guts he's selling and he yells at you for disturbing him because he was in a groove.
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RAFI'S WRITING - IT'S FINGER-SEVERING GOOD
Ever wonder why so many newspapers and publications fill their pages with stuff like the Iranian nuclear threat, the war in Iraq, the impending doom of the entire African continent, and the catastrophic implications of global warming when, clearly, nobody really cares about any of it?
Well, come read about more important things like "The Diabetic Baboon" - a great name for a sugar-free Hindu-themed Indian restaurant. |
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PAY RAFI EXORBITANT SUMS OF YEN TO WRITE NON-JAPANESE THINGS
Ever wonder how Rafi can afford to have his toenails surgically replaced with 24-karat gold shards? Well, he can't. But you can enable him to by paying him to write senseless flak. |
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ABOUT RAFI FARBER
Ever wonder what Rafi Farber is about?
Me too. I should click here. |
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