Muffti at the Kotel. Ha ha.
ROI 120 is probably a wonderful event. However, since Muffti is not a real participant, he’s been fortunate to avoid the apparently continuous speaches about continuity, 7 a.m. wake up calls, trust games and discussion groups about such issues jewish identity and continuity. To kill the time, Muffti has been doing some fun stuff on the side. In particular, when not editing his dissertation, he is sneaking into a linguistics conference at Hebrew U – the papers yesterday were largely on how to handle the semantics and syntax of transitive/intransitive alternations, i.e. ‘Jerry rang the doorbell’ and ‘the doorbell rang’. Hmmmn. Maybe it would be better to try and get in on those continuity chats.
In the evening, however, Muffti has put on the disguise of an ROI conference goer and enjoyed visiting the Wall (the western one, not the separation one!), good food, wine, a movie attempting to authenticate the Old Testament’s story of the Exodus (apparently God is nothing more than the eruption at Santorini! And Muffti believes in volcano eruptions!) and late night drinking/dancing with some people whose reverse engineered nationalities legitimated fully celebrating Italy’s victory over Germany. It turns out that these sort of get togethers can be awfully fun if you avoid and ignore all pre-8 p.m. activities. As for tonight, Muffti will scare up his best french and yell allez les bleus! like any old Francois or Pierre.
Anyhow, Muffti is just waking up and contemplating a falafel which he’s temporally distanced from by an hour and a half or so. He just consumed some of CK’s Honey Nut Cheerios and is sleepily enjoying the fact that he can sit and post in relative peace while everyone else he’s been hanging out with have been up since the crack of dawn and talking about, Muffti can only guess, continuity. ROI people, buck up and look sharp: there’s no free lunch. Unless, of course, you’re a Grand Muffti.