So of course I had to read it. I'm only a few chapters in, but it's hands-down the most Jewish thing I've ever read in my puff -- a puff that has included reading an awful lot of awfully Jewish stuff -- and it's quite intoxicating.
Beeber views heebie-jeebies as a goyish translation of shpilkes, though at least as I use those terms they're significantly different -- the one connoting fear and uneasiness in the face of the uncanny, while the other is more restless anxiety while waiting. You get the heebie-jeebies in a haunted house, not before a job interview.
The idea that the punk rocker evolved naturally out of the Nice Jewish Boy makes me wonder: When are we going to get our Mormon equivalent of punk? Well, it took the Jews a few thousand years, so I guess I shouldn't be sitting on shpilkes waiting for it.
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