What to read in the magazine on Friday, September 15:
Welcome to Jewcy: Who are we, why are we here? If editor-in-chief Tahl Raz manages to go two paragraphs without using the phrase "subversively didactic," then the last five months have been for naught.
GenFreaks: Wherein Joey examines Jewish exceptionalism at the bio-molecular level. You think Steven Pinker's hair would be that lustrous if he were Welsh?
Jewcy Radicals: Esquire's "Women We Love" includes a few men and speaks truth to power. What the hell does "radical" mean anymore now that even skater punks have retired the term as a colloquialism? Be it in politics, culture, art or social activism, Jewcy offers a serviceable definition and presents a list of serious worthies we think you should know about.
Jewcy Dialogue: "Why Are Atheists So Angry?": A few months ago, Rabbi Marc Gellman wrote an op-ed for Newsweek decrying the grumbly attitude of today's disbelievers. Where the religious in America are typically thought of as too self-assured, it's now the atheists, argued Gellman, that have become high on their own supply — and pretty nasty about it, too. Do empiricists need to apologize for a zero-tolerance policy on God, or is it the faithful who still have the most explaining to do? Sam Harris, author of The End of Faith, dukes it out with Dennis Prager, Jewish talk radio host extraordinare, in the first of our many Jewcy Dialogues.
My Daughter, the Porn Star: Wherein Heeb's music editor Arye Dworken interviews punk-rock porn star Joanna Angel, and her mother. It's a family values kind of double penetration. God, I love my job.
iSpy Michael Moskowitz: Wherein Jewcy examines hot young up-and-comers in every conceivable field with a heavy presence in cyberspace. First up is fashion designer and events mag editor Michael Moskowitz, whose urbane label Gytha Mander is where Deadwood meets Dresden.
Meet the Dating Bloggers (The Shvitz): Wherein I exert editorial control over four far-flung singles. Please direct all purple hats and Huggy Bear regalia to Brooklyn Heights. Dolla bill, y'all.