Breaking Distance
“Because we understand that having to place your mimia [water-bottle] next to your foot isn’t so relevant for mevugarim like yourselves.” A seemingly innocuous comment laced with significance. Finally, some rationality introduced to the game. This was the beginning of the process known as ‘breaking distance’, a tumultuous period which has started in confusion but will finish in egalitarian fervour. For a mere three weeks, we were doing the army for real. Now, it’s more like sixteen year olds at summer camp, complete with almost unbelievably patronising lectures on the dangers of drugs. Allow me to explain. Read more
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