Dear
@NickJFuentes
...or should I use your true name, Nachum Yosef Feinstein, This is your lost cousin Seth, writing from NYC. The bagels here are adequate. I've spent the better part of two decades reviewing family records, ledgers, inquisition footnotes, and I can confidently say at this point that you're one of us. A converso descendant, name changed to "Fuentes" sometime around 1492. Fountains, they called it. Convenient cover for a people who'd rather not draw attention. However, you are in fact 87% Ashkenazi, with only residual traces of Portuguese regret. The rest is just the usual Midwestern filler. Those "America First" speeches? Textbook displacement. Like mistaking a brisket craving for a manifesto. And the ZOG business...well, that's simply the family neurosis bubbling up. We've all been there. I won't hold it against you. It's time to come home, Nachum. We'll skip the spiritual circumcision...too much paperwork. Though your belated bar mitzvah is already penciled in for Shabbos; the rabbi owes me a favor. The chosen people has its perks: money, humor (you've actually had quite the Jewish humor all this time, just not knowing where it came from), and the occasional irony. Your seat at the Shabbos table is waiting. In Hebrew, naturally.
- Cousin Seth
@jimsciutto@Yakovolf And I’m telling you it’s not to the wall. It might be a terrace overseeing the Wall but there isn’t a soul at the Wall currently. You’re misinformed