Graphic comics about Jerusalem life starring a schizo and his friends, from the insane to the mundane.
Welcome to tales from the certifiable about all you couldn’t imagine going on in the holiest city on Earth. Presented in graphic shorts you’ll come to know the Jerusalem we call JTown, where everybody gets a say.
Hilarity ensues after the tragic becomes the mundane among our group of native born and immigrant Israelis in JTown.
The atheist tour guide, the gay black Jew, the bartender of the millenia, the reluctant prophet and bestie lesbie are some of the characters who show us what living in JTown is truly like for some.
- Thank God, the Dog Ate my Tallit29 June, 2022 Shmuel Tepper With thanks to the Creator a wonderful thing has happened. My Tallit was eaten by a dog. And oh yes, my tefillin are safe. They and my tallit were gifts. The tallit is from Uman, Ukraine. For those who don’t know these are very special items that I use inContinue reading “Thank God, the Dog Ate my Tallit”
- Bring out the CBDelivery time, six Months From Now . . . Oh no! I’m in labor! My baby will be premature! Quick! We need to go to the hospital. But the top premie care is at Mercy General! Mercy General? LThat’s across state lines! Honey! Remember Constitution study at the bar babe! Article four guarantees unmolested interstateContinue reading “Bring out the CB”
- Is SCOTUS Really Showing Us that We Can Make the Rules?Could the court, all seeing and hearing, be about to school the Republic in how to get back and secure freedoms? By Shmuel Tepper 26.6.22 Jerusalem I heard a few months ago that a review of the 2015 gay marriage ruling may occur. Here is some background in case people are unfamiliar with the past. Continue reading “Is SCOTUS Really Showing Us that We Can Make the Rules?”
Not everyone in the Jewish capital is religious, a rabbi, Mossad or a terrorist. Jerusalem has her fringe, too, and they are part of what defines JTown.
Our main character, Greg, aka Shmuel, was your average American 25 year veteran immigrant to Israel and IDF soldier turned working Israeli until untreated PTSD allowed schizophrenia to take over some years back while in his 30s.
Hearing God and talking to angels, we follow him and his Happy Hour gang as they hang out at JTown Mike’s Place bar and everyone, from God to the cab driver, gets a say in the life of Shmuel.
If this is the city of God’s house then nothing is too absurd to crack me up . . .