We will sell no rant before its time

Anyone who watched TV back in the '70s probably recognizes Paul Masson's famous tag line (memorably uttered by Orson Wells) which underlined the Madera County (CA) vintner's reluctance to release a wine to the public until it had reached the peak of perfection.

Me? I don't wait for anything close to perfection when it comes to foisting my rants upon the unsuspecting treppenwitz reader.  'Perfection' by me is if nobody gets hurt and I manage to avoid undue attention from the legal authorities.

With that in mind, it is with deep regret that I have to admit my Beit Hanun post is still unready for public consumption... and unlikely to be ready any time soon.  Rather than mellowing with age it has become bitter and acidic in the aging cask. Personally I don't think it will ever be ready for polite company and it may just have to be dumped down the electronic drain.

But here you are on this Sunday morning (or afternoon, as the case may be) expecting ... something... and frankly, I got nothin'.

So instead... may I show you something in a very nice new site called 'The Maggid of Bergenfield' *. 

It is the whimsical (but enlightening) creation of a close friend.  Each week he shares pearls of wisdom based loosely on the weekly parsha... and packaged in such a way as to sneak past the best-constructed defenses of even the most jaded scholar (or know-it-all).

Go on over and drink in the wisdom.

* Definition of 'maggid' here.