The Last Resort: Woke and Sleep

by Albert Vorspan   SOMEHOW, I am always out of step with the spirit of the times. For example, in the 1960s our kids were hip and dressed in ragamuffin clothes, with hair down to their knees. My wife Shirley and I marched with them for civil rights and against the war in Vietnam, but we […]

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The Last Resort: Trump and the Jewish Vote

by Albert Vorspan DEAR DONALD, The pundits are scoffing at you for playing musical chairs with your campaign manager, but I think you are very clever and, indeed, I suggest that you switch campaign managers daily to one specially qualified to awaken a sliver of the voting population that you need to resurrect ASAP. Now […]

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The Last Resort: Trump Visits the Shrink

by Albert Vorspan Shrink: Welcome, Mr. Trump. What an honor! I must say, I’m surprised that you’ve come to see me. Trump: I picked you out of my phone book. I’ve had a special edition that only lists professionals who are not Muslims, Mexicans, women, or intellectuals who’ve never built anything of value in their […]

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The Last Resort: Sex and the Retirement Home

by Albert Vorspan I WAS SURPRISED to read in the New York Times on July 13th that a very respected retirement home, the Hebrew Home in Riverdale, had developed a policy encouraging sexual relations among its residents, irrespective of age or medical condition. They are encouraging sexual intimacy, the article said, and even put “Do […]

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The Last Resort: Hubert Humphrey’s Shadow

by Al Vorspan THE OTHER DAY I got a telephone call from an ambassador. It was David Saperstein, now a U.S. Ambassador at Large for Religious Liberty. David is a wonderful guy whom I mentored when I was the Director of Social Action for the Reform Jewish movement, and I hired him and watched him […]

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The Last Resort: A Century of Demagogues

by Al Vorspan THE CLICHE that truth is stranger than fiction is sometimes really right. About thirty years ago, my brother-in-law Sid was en route from New York City to Hillsdale, New York to visit with me and my family at our country place. He stopped off at a diner and, sitting at the counter, […]

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