The Change Has Come

So, naturally, for May 1, I went to the kibbutz, to experience socialism in action. Actually, the particular kibbutz I went to is no longer socialist, but it's the thought that counts.

I went to Kibbutz Eilon, where I was born, and where my dad was born. Going to my dad's kibbutz always makes me feel so cool, because everyone knows who I am and talks to me. This rarely happens in kibbutzim, where people are generally snobs who don't talk to strangers.

I went to the kibbutz bar (10 shekels for a glass of wine. OMG.) and I didn't need to be introduced to people because I'm "an F." so they already knew, apparently. I also was educated about the different types of avocado, and about a field day that kibbutznikim from Eilon call a "shtafetta." Yeah, I dunno. I offered people the little gossip I had about the kibbutz, and asked everyone who their parents were, so I could tell my parents whose kids I saw (this is all my parents will ask me about the next few days, I'm sure).

Everyone at the kibbutz was very happy that I voted Meretz in the election, and did not laugh at me when I told them I volunteer with Peace Now.

This has been my essay on why the kibbutz is super cool, awesome, and gnarly.

And now for something completely different. It is fun to watch this video and pretend that all the girls in the audience are fainting from the sheer idiocy of the lyrics. They are also trying to get on stage to punch Jagger in the face. The Rolling Stones should hope they never see me on the street and find out the way I talk when I'm spoken to. Because it's not very nice. The way I talk. When I'm spoken to. By the Rolling Stones. Fuck this song. Though it's good. Yet the lyrics suck.


PS Doesn't Mike Litt kinda dance like Mick Jagger? Anyone from Austin who still reads may blog, let me know what you think about this matter.

EDIT: Who am I kidding? He's totally Pirtle--that's who the dancing reminds me of. A Mike and Pirtle combo, I guess?