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The beast isn’t totally dead yet, but American Apparel, Dov Charney’s brainchild and onetime outfitter of hipsters everywhere, is going through a public disintegration that signals the end of a fraught relationship between the hip and the company that tried to capture their money. AA filed for bankruptcy last week. It was never about the clothes, and probably to the company’s detriment.

The fact that AA was helmed by a seriously notorious pervert was never a secret, but the marketing almost celebrated the crassness of an owner who is now being pelted with lawsuits from former employees. Even when business was not awful, the transparent sexism of AA completely overshadowed the fact that they were using American labor to manufacture the clothes. Does diverting money away from international sweatshop exploitation make up for sexual harassment here in the States? What about the persistent rumors of discriminatory hiring practices in the storefronts? How about the fact that even the mannequins in the front of the shops were at one point decorated with comically heavy amounts of pubic hair in service of the CEO’s preferred aesthetic? The sheer amount of ways the sleaze overwhelmed their pro-worker policy doomed the experiment, even maybe along with hiring a unionized, American factory. Yet admitting defeat and saving overhead by shipping all of the manufacturing to the cheapest bidder would have been an indictment of the entire US manufacturing industry, especially the garment industry, and may never have been on the table. Still, Charney being the worst creep in the country other than Terry Richardson (and go figure, hiring Terry Richardson for a few photoshoots) did AA no favors.

Now, after vacillating between kicking out Charney and bringing him back over a period of several months, the tagline of using American workers is getting smaller and smaller at AA. And the affiliated workers are holding pro-Dov demonstrations, beating up an effigy of new CEO Paula Schneider. Stock prices are at an all time low. I guess what I’m trying to say is, once you start seeing AA clothes in your local thrift store, they’ll be worth double their usual hipster points. Be sure to be on the lookout.

The Israeli occupation makes it impossible to buy drugs. Well, at least this fake Vice documentary by The Onion says so. Why does Israel have to be so mean? And why is The Onion so on point in their criticism of craptacular Vice documentaries? Seriously. Did anyone see the Vice Ebola documentary? It was pretty good. But I’m sure you didn’t see the other Vice Ebola documentary where all they did was run away from people selling monkey meat. I know Vice is trying to take an alt look at things and get into places no one else will go (See North Korea and ISIS) but holy hell most of their library is crap.

Anyways. Does anyone know of a good weed guy in Israel who won’t rip off tourists? I’m asking for all of our readers.


Israel’s interior minister’s wife Judy Mozes tweeted this wonderful racist joke today. This will do great things for Israel’s image around the world I am sure. I mean… at one point Judy was working with the United Nations Children’s Fund, yet she still couldn’t spell out the word ‘YOU’. I know that

Do u know what Obama Coffee is? Black and weak

is not 140 characters. And what’s the deal with “Coffee” being capitalized? Also, why use punctuation for one sentence but not the other? You can clearly see she did not think this through before posting.

And hey, and as long as there are people who won’t think before they tweet, I won’t proofread before I post.

Look, I’m not a good Jew. I mean, I’m probably in the top 20%, because I haven’t committed fraud or covered up any sexual assault. But I don’t go to shul or the time or really think about doing anything Jewish, unless making self-deprecating Jew-jokes about yourself counts. Also, I teach kids, so I mean that automatically makes me a good person, if not a good Jewish person.

My point being, I’m pretty sure you’re not supposed to go on a lavish retreat for a week during Passover. I’m pretty sure when you spend 1/3 of my annual salary so you can bro out in a warm climate, use a jetpack or go to a trampoline park. This is definitely not in the spirit of Passover – not pooping regularly and being wine drunk like it’s your job (if you work at a Hillel this is probably written into the job description).

Starting Friday, Lerer, who’s an Orthodox Jew, will join 1,000 other movers and shakers at the St. Regis Monarch Beach in Dana Point, Calif. — situated on 172 acres, with a private beach, luxury spa and championship golf course — for the weeklong holiday celebrating the Israelites’ emancipation from slavery.

Look, I know how terrible Passover can be. I’ve done it. Many a year. The Matzah gets tiring. The lack of delicious, delicious beer slowly destroy your soul…unless you’re not an alcoholic, in which case…do you celebrate Passover successfully? I’d love to hear how, because I don’t believe you. What happened to good old fashioned Passover week-long orgy in the woods with some fun psychedelics? What I’m trying to say is, can’t you just move Passover to whenever Burning Man is and bro out there?

Or as expensive — prices start at $11,000 per person for an ocean-view room with butler service for the eight-day festival. That doesn’t include starry add-on amenities such as a recording session with Ariana Grande ($3,800 per person) and a meet-and-greet with Kylie and Kendall Jenner ($2,200) — both available last year.

Ugh. I change my mind. You deserve to waste your money like this. And here I thought I couldn’t hate anything having to do with Passover any more than I already do.

“It’s the best of the Catskills, but elegantly on steroids,” says the 61-year-old from the Upper West Side, who enjoyed a morning shvitz in the spa. “It was beautiful.”

Your parents and grandparents are rolling in their graves. The Catskills was about refined, demure tastes. Where’s Occupy Judaism when you need them? Read the link below if you don’t mind your blood boiling while you eat over-priced Matzah in your over-priced apartment while you try to forget how many of your student loans could be paid off with one ticket to Passover Paradise.

Last year we were slaves, next year may we be free (to throw away money, without an angry mob rightfully taking our heads).


Uhoh, Demi-Jews, 2015 is a weird year for us. The year 2014,we did some serious holiday mixing. A little Thanksgiving, a little Hannukka; it was bizarre but it didn’t hurt anybody. That sort of holiday mixing is OK because the whole thing ended in cranberry applesauce and Manischewitz-brined turkeys. And who doesn’t like turkey? (Stand down, vegetarians)

But this year is going to be a little different. For those of us who’ve got one parent who worships the Zombie Jesus and one parent who worships the elitism of The People, this year we’ve got quite the conundrum. This year, the first days of the Jewish Passover is also the end of Holy Week. Which for those of you lil Jews who don’t get Christianity, Holy Week begins on Palm Sunday in remembrance of the day everyone was like “Yo Jesus, you’re so great let’s wave palm branches at you” and ends with Easter weekend when Jesus was betrayed at a biblical-age Seder, died for everybody’s sins and then rose from the grave in an attempt to find braiiiiiins.


 Why must you leave, Jon, why?

What does one do when Poppa Goy wants you to attend Good Friday service with the Gentile side of your family, but Mamma Yid wants you to attend a Seder at Auntie Mim’s house with all your Jewy relatives? Your options are very different, but both promising. Good Friday, though completely smothered with lots of sad organ music is actually not that much of a waste of time. For some reason, the story of Jesus getting betrayed by his disciple, Judas, really puts the whole thing where your ex-best friend Cecily made out with that dreamboat Coffee Shop Dan and you were simply heartbroken in some serious perspective. On the other hand (cue Tevya from Fiddler on the Roof), who doesn’t like eating a crap-ton of delicious brisket or lamb or whatever Auntie Mim decided to slow roast in her crock pot for three days at a Seder (SO TENDER!)? This, my friends, is a toughie.

I want to tell you that you can do both. “Don’t worry fellow half-breeds”, I want to triumphantly shout, “Luckily Harry Potter is letting us borrow his time turner because Daniel Radcliffe is a haflie just like us so you can manage to please both sides of your family!”

But. I can’t. Because even if you could attend them all: every Seder that every single aunt and uncle is holding, all the Easter egg hunts your second cousins’ insist you mediate because you were a camp lifeguard that one summer, all the matzah and Easter ham you can stuff in your belly, you still can’t please everybody. The Gentile side will always be concerned for your immortal soul and the Jewish side will always be concerned that if you don’t marry a nice Jewish boy/girl you’ll die in a goyish poverty.

The bottom line, stop trying to please everybody. Pleasing your whole family is an Afikoman you will never find. If anything, the message for you this Holy Week/Passover two weeks is to just do you. Take your own Afikoman, dip it in and dark chocolate and hide it wherever you damn well please. But make sure it’s not somewhere the dog can reach because as we all know, dark chocolate isn’t great for pups’ digestive tracts. Take an extra shift at work instead of attending either event, then take the guilt from that and shove it up your own ass (this is the price of guilt, my friends) This life lesson brought to you by the often-unavailable Schlitz Lipz for all of you: half Jews, full Jews, Jew-bangers, Jew-wannabe-bangers. Christians, non-Christians, lambs up for the Passover slaughter, pigs up for the Easter ham, everybody.

And remember, Obama is the anti-Christ Lizard G-d who’s going to destroy the world in about two weeks, so none of this junk matters anyway.


Lena Dunham recently wrote an article for The New Yorker titled: Dog or Jewish Boyfriend? A Quiz. In the article she asks “Do the following statements refer to (a) my dog or (b) my Jewish boyfriend?” Much of it is pretty funny. I am good at looking at myself and laughing about how I and most other Jewish boys I know are like puppies. Fun, loving, but so terribly dumb.

Some publications did not find this so funny. There was a time when Jews were compared to dogs and so on and so forth. There are also some anti-semitic tropes written in this piece (Jews being bad tippers) but it’s not like we haven’t heard similar jokes from so many other Jews in the entertainment industry. The people who are condemning this piece seem to not understand most people don’t know Jews being dogs was a thing. We all didn’t grow up in the 40’s. They also don’t understand that the only thing in Lena’s life is her dog. How hard is it to read her other New Yorker posts or look at her Instagram? All she does it talk about her dog.

The people condemning this piece seem to be old and humorless. They are also the ADL! You know, that group that calls everyone anti-semitic but when someone like Bibi makes an anti-Arab comment everything is cool. Yeah, those assholes. If they hate something, I’m more or less inclined to love it now. Which is why I’m going to continue sharing this Lena Dunham piece. So please! Read it! Like it or hate it. I don’t care. Just don’t be a stick in the mud like everyone else.

I have a rule to never put down a 13 year old for doing something they love if it’s not hurting anyone. So good on you Brody Criz for making this video! It’s funny and cute and funny. Once all of your friends at sleep away camp see this video, you’re going to have the best summer ever.

As for everyone else… Please… Please… PLEASE stop making Bar / Bat Mitzvah aged videos for your kids. It’s ruining America (and sometimes Canada). Just look how much the older brother wants to kill himself.

Hey guys! If you’re thinking about making a last minute Purim costume, let me remind you that racism is bad. mmmkay? Not that you have to tolerant of others, just don’t be that asshole that wears black face or one of the many Aryan groups. Keep it sane. Keep it sexy. But don’t make it trashy.

Thanks. Bye.







What a waste of money. This is like taking a small child to Disney World. Will they remember it? Only vaguely, but you have to continue to clothe them and feed them and go on all the boring rides they want to go on. It’s the worst way to spend money. Those kids will just turn around, act ungrateful, and then expect you to pay for all their college tuition and give them your used car – but not the shitty clunker, nooooooo. And this Bat Mitzvah girl just stands there – doesn’t sing, doesn’t dance, doesn’t even try to kiss Nick.

Why would you spend $100,000 on a Bat Mitzvah and bring the shittier of the Jonases? Or is he the best? Who knows, they’re all so terrible. It’s not like she’ll remember it in 15 years, the ravages of hard college sorority alcoholism and too much weed destroying what few religious memories she has. I barely remember my Bar Mitzvah – all the endoprhins and the having to actually earn it by learning Torah (which I totally fucked up on, but it’s the work not the outcome, right?).

I do remember my Bar Mitzvah was themed – Red Sox. How original for a New England kid. And this girl, Jillian Glasgow, made her Bat Mitzvah themed ‘Paris’.

Not French themed, not Parisian, ‘Paris’. ‘Paris’ themed. And her parents threw away $100,000 for such a shitty concept.

It’s videos like these that make me become a real socialist. These people should be taxed a bit more.


Tu B’Shvat is here ladies and Jewntelmen, and it has us all asking the same question: “Seriously? In February?”.

Don’t get me wrong, I love a holiday that comes with a three drink minimum and free fruit salad as much as the next guy, but as I write this article during a freaking blizzard, I feel compelled to say the placement of the New Year of the Trees is straight-up baffling. For our non-Jewish friends, Tu B’Shvat is maybe the 9th or 10th most important Jewish holiday (just above Purim and the 4th day of Shiva), and it celebrates trees, and it’s in the middle of the freaking winter. What??

Sure, it makes sense in Israel, where it’s hot all the time, but there are a shitload of Jews currently freezing our asses off. And I know it’s a biblical holiday, but none of us are biblical Jews. For a diaspora people that have managed to adapt to environments like a pious iguana (I’m looking at you, Yiddish), aren’t we being a bit stubborn about celebrating our tree holiday at a time when all the trees are technically dead?

I’m not saying cancel the holiday, just move it. How about Tu B’Iyar? It could hang out with Lag Ba’omer and cancel out Yom Hazikaron.

Written By Eric Dreiblatt