…Madame Kardashian West
Poor Kim Kardashian West whose pain we can all relate to. I, too, understand the sheer terror of being held at gunpoint in a *Parisian bathtub, losing that which I hold dear and value highly.
As the day wears on and we remain distracted by the news, as we so often are, let us remember all that is important for it is not Syrian refugees. It is not children without food, schools without textbooks or adults without jobs. It’s the fate of a woman whose diamond ring and grill was ripped from her possession. A woman whose sole existence is to promote an unrealistic body type to attain and lifestyle to emulate. A woman whose come-up was a sex tape. A woman who understood and upheld the integrity of marriage…for 72 days.
That is the true tragedy of the day. And a truly awful way to begin the Jewish New Year.
Let us pray.
*Change Paris to Rouen
Change bathtub to bathroom
Add: stench of cat urine, three bottles of Beaujolais Nouveau, two hours of vomiting and not knowing where the wine ended and my insides began
Also: jetlag
Random Misanthrope 
I was discussing this with Daniel the other day and he asked what exactly Kim Kardashian does? Why is she famous? I think she did a porn a few years ago, but apart from that I think she’s famous for being famous. Kind of like Paris Hilton. They are oxygen thieves.
The cult of personality surrounding these folks is bizarre. The product is vapid, mass consumerism and nary a soul can escape it unless one unplugs from the entire world.
I wonder what a sixteen year old Kang would think of all this.