Here’s me with a sword my jewish grandfather stole off of a nazi happy thanksgiving
My favorite part of Hanukkah season is hearing about how Jewish grandparents fucked over Nazi soldiers whenever possible in so many lovely ways.
Here is a story. My great Uncle Max was in a concentration camp. His was a work camp where they worked people to death. Max was a teenager. he used a rock as a pillow. Max was made to mix concrete for bunkers to protect the Nazis. Max Mixed it very wrong to make sure the bunkers would be built, but then fall apart. Who knows how many nazis he killed but I like to think it was a lot. Happy Hanukkah
Hannibal is the funniest show to ever air because Hannibal is supposed to be this quiet, polite, unassuming doctor that nobody would suspect, like when he kills someone in his office in “self defense” and everyone is like “wow…you took him down in a fight? That’s crazy.” But the problem is they cast Mads Mikkelsen who is in fact six feet tall and like 200 pounds and built like a brick house in a well tailored suit so Will Graham is like “he MURDERS people”
and everyone else is like “him?? Hannibal??? How could you say that?” And then it cuts to Hannibal in his fucked up library and his fancy suits with his steel tree trunk arms looking absolutely like THE most menacing human being to have ever walked the earth.
this show exists in an alternate reality where we the viewer have to accept that someone could say “there’s something off about that guy” and then people who have spent their whole lives profiling dangerous murderers sit down in a library with this man
and are like, “I honestly don’t see what you mean”
