I have to say, I’m pretty unhappy with the third season of Orange is the New Black. Before watching the season, I was perusing Tumblr (as is my wont) and came across a few posts that discussed the presence of antisemitism in Piper Kerman’s original text, specifically as it pertained to her dismissal, imitation, mockery, and overt hatred for a character identified as “Levy,” “a tiny French-Moroccan Jew who claimed to have been educated at the Sorbonne.” Not having read Kerman’s memoir, I was surprised by this, but the original poster elaborated that “Kerman reserves special loathing for Levy, and she is totally up-front about it. She not only doubts Levy’s academic credentials, she also imitates her accent in English” (which she does not do in the cases of other accented individuals). Kerman also casually referenced Polish ghettos in her discussion of Levy, the original poster stated.
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This week on Spoooooky Glee American Horror Story: He ran into my knife. He ran into my knife ten times.
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Elsa pretty much did this:
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Are you ready to weep, America?
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This week on Spoooooky Glee American Horror Story: handsome, well built men have their sexiness undermined by the nastiness that is period-appropriate underwear (you broke cinéma vérité re: time for a Fiona Appel music number, but you couldn’t put these handsome boys in something sexy, Ryan Murphy?), we learn that television is the death of culture, and we talk about how capitalistic wealth is sociopathic. Join us!