From this month’s Rolling Stone:
Some people criticize the “sexposition on the show—but your books have plenty of sex. Do you ever take heat for that?
I get letters about that fairly regularly. It’s a uniquely American prudishness. You can write the most detailed, vivid description of an ax entering a skull, and nobody will say a word in protest. But if you write a similarly detailed description of a penis entering a vagina, you get letters from people saying they’ll never read you again. What the hell? Penises entering vaginas bring a lot more joy into the world than axes entering skulls.
Isn’t that precisely what gets our puritan instincts so riled?
From Benny Morris’ Righteous Victims, a history of the Israeli-Palestinian conflict:
At Yalta, in February 1945, Roosevelt described himself to Stalin as “a Zionist” (as did the Soviet dictator, though he added that Jews were “middlemen, profiteers, and parasites.”)
Happy Birthday Israel. Not every Zionist is your friend.