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Во всех мировых религиях Бог создавал мир из какой-то первоматерии, “гиле”. И только в иудаизме Бог создал мир из ничего.     Отсюда и еврейское отношение к производительному труду. Отсюда и еврейская страсть к спекуляции, финансовым операциям и гуманитарным дисциплинам.     Еврей подобен своему Богу: он делает деньги из ничего, в отличие от остальных народов, которые «в поте лица своего» делают деньги из чего-то. “Золото за медь”, “золото за пшеницу”.     Доблесть же еврея — наебать, надуть, продать и перепродать полную хуйню — за полновесное золото.     ― Константин Крылов (krylov), Zoroastrian philosopher of Russian descent and convictions @ 2007-06-24 19:10:00

In all world religions, God created the world out of a primal matter, “hyle”. And only in Judaism God created the world out of nothing.     Hence the Jewish attitude towards productive work. Hence the Jewish passion for profit, financial transactions and the humanities.     Each Jew is like his God: he makes money out of nothing, as opposed to other people who “by the sweat of their brow” make money out of something. “Gold for copper”, “gold for wheat”.     And the valor of the Jew is to fuck over, to swindle, to sell and resell pure bullshit — for pure gold.     ― translated by MZ

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how america “gets” italians

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Full disclosure: I never finished the kvetch book. A bang-up opening, to be sure.

Here’s a bang-up bicultural joke:
    It so happened that Myron Liebowitz and Vinnie D’Onofrio came of age at the same time. From his father, Vinnie received a brand new handgun, while at Myron’s Bar Mitzvah on the other side of town, his father strapped a beautiful gold watch on his wrist. The next day after school Vinnie was full of admiration for the watch, while Myron was consumed with envy after one glance at the pistol. So the two friends decided to trade.
    That night when Vinnie checked to see whether it was dinnertime, his father asked, “Where’d you get thatta watch?” And on hearing the story, he exploded. “Whatsa matter wid’ yous? Here I am t’inkin’ you gotta some brains in your head.”
    Vinnie looked frankly confused, so his father explained that some day Vinnie would probably fall in love and then he’d probably get married and then married life would probably get kind of dull. “An’ somma day,” he went on, “yous gonna find her in bed wit’ anudda guy. An’ whatta you gonna do then—look atta you watch and say, ‘How long you gonna be?’”