As a Jew, a loud obnoxious one at that, I’m also repeatedly flabbergasted that other Jews are Republicans. I’m not talking about the people who believe in small government and lower taxes – while I don’t agree with them, we can have a dialogue about our ideological differences. It’s the entire rest of the party that is so vile.

A nearly 450 person strong Jewish BDSM, kink, poly/non-monogamy and sex-positive group organizes in San Francisco

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There will be Strip Dreidel.  Yup you read that right…well there should be. It didn’t work out last year, but I’m really gonna push for it this year. Heeb or not, you are cordially invited to spend Christmas in the company of the “chosen” people…chosen to be alienated and bored

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