tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574778848530617170.post3635755194323842435..comments2023-06-02T13:43:09.303+03:00Comments on The Sandman: The DiscussionAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04217783969690894498noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574778848530617170.post-64155930741650377022008-08-28T17:43:00.000+03:002008-08-28T17:43:00.000+03:00Bernie, two points, I'll start with the latter:1. ...Bernie, two points, I'll start with the latter:<BR/>1. you're welcome.<BR/>2. I often talk to myself. It's the only way I can be sure of having an intelligent converstation.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04217783969690894498noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574778848530617170.post-31209432585170497422008-08-28T16:20:00.000+03:002008-08-28T16:20:00.000+03:00I understand the need to discuss, not simply to ta...I understand the need to discuss, not simply to talk but to discuss. Once, back in 1966 I was at a party in Jerusalem with student friends from the Hebrew University and by 2 a.m. everyone fell asleep including the person I was speaking to; however I was beginning to develop a thread in my conversation that I could not stop unraveling and so I continued the discussion with the sleeping form in front of me. About 30 minutes later Ira, as the sleeping form was used to being called, stirred momentarily, looked at me, looked around and asked, "Who are to talking to?"<BR/><BR/>When I pointed back at him he asked me if I knew that he had been asleep that whole time.<BR/><BR/>I said, "Yes, but I was starting to say things I never said before and I couldn't stop because I wanted to hear where I was going with it all."<BR/><BR/>So this is one of the few times I had a discussion with myself.<BR/><BR/>Off-topic: By the way, thanks for linking to my article 13 Books for Muslim Children on "discard Lies."berniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06651895179601333716noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574778848530617170.post-39052269852332922822008-08-24T22:12:00.000+03:002008-08-24T22:12:00.000+03:00My 18-year-old told me a story recently about real...My 18-year-old told me a story recently about real kavod. Rav Shmuel Berenbaum, zt"l, (who passed away in January of this year), boarded a plane, and walked past a young Jew who was sitting in first class. The bochur agonized for some minutes; and at last approached the great rosh yeshiva. "Would the Rav do me the honor of taking my seat in first class?" the boy asked. Rav Berenbaum spoke to him in Yiddish. Indicating the gentleman sitting next to him, he answered, "Give the goy the seat in first class; and you come back here and learn with me." I think that young man appreciated his several hours of true honor more than he would have enjoyed the comforts of first class. It seems that you would understand him.rutimizrachihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06809119908148195009noreply@blogger.com