One of my pals from high school just e-mailed to tell me that she found her mailbox crushed in this morning, with this motorcycle helmet lying nearby:
She asked if I would translate the text, which looks like a slightly miswritten YHWH to me.
There’s only one conclusion I can draw: there’s a hasidic biker gang on the prowl in Poughkeepsie! Lock up your children!
Except on Friday night, of course.
or a Jehovah’s Witness biker …
I’m not sure an Hasidic biker would paint the unpronounceable/unmentionable name of G-d on his helmet – unless he had aspirations to be the next High Priest in the future as-yet-unbuilt Temple in Jerusalem –
Tres bizarre! There’s an essay in there–or a non-fiction tale–somewhere.
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