I am in possession of a brief diary written in 1933 by my Great-Grandfather Spitzer. I offered to transcribe it for my dad and he was thrilled; the handwriting is sometimes difficult to read. There are more diaries, apparently, but this is the only one I have right now. I am just thrilled that it exists. I had no idea ( Read more... )

I swear to the Gods, if I hear one more conservative talk about how deeply moved they were by seeing 'The Passion of the Christ,' I am going to bitch-slap the nearest Sedevacantist ( Read more... )