5/31/2005 5:39 PM

YET ANOTHER TOUGH DAY FOR JWB

First it was like waking from a nice dream on a particularly stormy night: You look out the window from under your covers and refuse to acknowledge the nasty stuff over there. In this case, it’s been a couple of weeks since the sex-blogger network’s enfant terrible, Jewish Whistle Blower, was shouted out of action by a bunch of Ramaz high school alumni who were unhappy with his attack on the school principal.

Like a boy taking away the baseball from the teams that wouldn’t pick him for their lineup, JWB shut down his comments feature and resorted to one or two postings of his usual rabbi smut. But his zeal was gone. His heart wasn’t in it. And when this website ridiculed his adventures in loneliness (none of the victim movement folks would come to his aid, cuz it wasn’t their favorite target rabbi he was being flayed over) – the boy went to pieces.

At last we were rid of this blight, or as Bloghead’s Miriam Shaviv put it best: “I'm not sure exactly why he/she pulled the plug in the end, other than that they were getting a liberal dose of their own medicine, but I am glad that a website which did so much harm (including harm to a very worthy cause) is out of business.”

Indeed, we could appreciate how wonderful it has been with JWB gone catatonic when the lad appeared again, but not on his own website. Instead he’s been the major poster on a mock-mirror site, JWB2, which was intended, I’m sure, to provide a debating platform for the sex-scandal craving browsing community; the package was presented by the anonymous operator as a Read-There, Comment-Here deal. Not so bad, really.

Except that now the original JWB is monopolizing the new website with his rantings, many of which depict yours truly. Naturally, the boy doesn’t actually write anything; a committed copy&paste artist all the way, he just fills up post after post after post with stuff that dates back to the 20^th Century. A kind of Hate Yanover parade. There goes Dancing and Crying, then Jonathan Pollard, then David Berger, and on and on. The few weeks he’s been off line have created so much pent up c&p, he’s like a sailor who just landed in a port city and must find somebody to relieve himself with.

Except that he has gone so mad with the complexities of withholding and release, ejaculating over some 50 comments in JWB2 wasn’t enough. He moved on to other sites and started to post under my name, too. This could be a time saver if I could trust the lad to know what he’s posting, but he never gets it right. A sucker for smut, he latches onto the familiar words, unable to make sense of the concept, but secure in closing his mouth over the teat of a smutty-sounding notion.

He totally topped himself when he published the names of all the Yanovers he could find on some genealogy website (scroll down to the post), I’m not sure why, but it should be a sign  the boy might be ready for the rubber room.

Incidentally, all the Yanovers he discovered were from Russia and the Ukraine, and they immigrated to America well ahead of the Nazis, YM”Sh. Poor boy couldn’t find my own family. They were all burnt in Auschwitz, save for my father A”H.

Ah well, lose a few, lose a few…

Yori Yanover