Hot Jesus upskirt action

Atlantic magazine writer and Israeli Chamber of Commerce spokesmodel Jeffrey Goldberg has a big honking story up at The Atlantic about the upcoming Israeli End Times Bombaroo festival coming soon to a planet in your neighborhood and, as excerpted by Wonkette because I’m too lazy to read it right now, we can expect:

…a good chance of changing the Middle East forever; of sparking lethal reprisals, and even a full-blown regional war that could lead to the deaths of thousands of Israelis and Iranians, and possibly Arabs and Americans as well; of creating a crisis for Barack Obama that will dwarf Afghanistan in significance and complexity; of rupturing relations between Jerusalem and Washington, which is Israel’s only meaningful ally; of inadvertently solidifying the somewhat tenuous rule of the mullahs in Tehran; of causing the price of oil to spike to cataclysmic highs, launching the world economy into a period of turbulence not experienced since the autumn of 2008, or possibly since the oil shock of 1973; of placing communities across the Jewish diaspora in mortal danger, by making them targets of Iranian-sponsored terror attacks, as they have been in the past, in a limited though already lethal way; and of accelerating Israel’s conversion from a once-admired refuge for a persecuted people into a leper among nations.

So this is probably bad news for Sarah Palin who just started making the big bucks and now Jesus is going to be calling her home like the big tease he has always been with his “I’m coming back!…. Psych! Not yet! Oh dude, you should have seen your face! That was awesome. Really. Totally had you going”.

Anyway, what does Jeffrey Goldberg Atlantic blogger and Israeli Chamber of Commerce spokesmodel think about this article that he wrote? He thinks:

I’ll be back later to discuss Goldblog’s own personal opinion about a military strike on Iran. Big clue: The position involves deep, paralyzing ambivalence.

On the one hand the whole end-of-the-world earth-as-a-burning-cinder-flickering-into-a-cold-dead-place apocalypse thing is kind of a bummer. On the other hand, he can go out knowing that he finally got one big cover story right.

Pulitzer, bitchez!