The Last Jedi: A Hanukkah Story
by mostlyuselessknowledge
Massive spoiler warning, obviously. Do not read unless you have seen The Last Jedi.

Massive spoiler warning, obviously. Do not read unless you have seen The Last Jedi.

Like many of you, I’ve been having a difficult time processing the last few days. As a Jewish person, and as a semi-decent human being, seeing Nazis march through an American city and murder an American citizen is…unnerving…disappointing…enraging…saddening…
Because I am a giant nerd, I found myself processing these emotions and relating them to the pop culture I am familiar with.
SPOILER WARNING FOR MISTER MIRACLE #1

Star Wars has been a constant presence in my life.
I was born in ‘88, so I never saw the unedited original trilogy on the big screen. I grew up in Florida and my dad used to do quite a bit of business with Disney, so my family went to the theme parks quite often. My first interaction with Star Wars was going on the Star Tours ride at what was then known as Disney’s MGM Studios. The action, the adventure, the funny little robot piot voiced by Paul Reubens… I was in love.
A few years later, my dad and I went to see the special editions in the movie theater on each of their opening days. My grandparents bought me the VHS collection that had both the original versions and the special editions (the ones with introductions by Leonard Maltin), and I wore those tapes out.
Why does Trump, the orange-skinned
Madman who lost
The popular vote decide to
“All Lives Matter” the Holocaust
And pass ill-considered, un-American legislation?
Welcome, folks, to The Trump Administration!