ADAM LEVIN
THE INSTRUCTIONS
ADAM LEVIN
ADAM LEVIN
THE INSTRUCTIONS
THE INSTRUCTIONS
ADAM LEVIN
THE INSTRUCTIONS
For my parents, Lanny and Atara Levin
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For my parents, Lanny and Atara Levin
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It is a curious enigma that so great a mind would question the most obvious realities and object even to things scien-tifically demonstrated while believing absolutely in his Gurion ben-Judah Maccabee
own fantastic explanations of the same phenomena.
Flann OBrien, The Third Policeman
Translated and re-translated
from the Hebrew and the English
by Eliyahu of Brooklyn and Emmanuel Liebman
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Gurion ben-Judah Maccabee
Translated and re-translated
from the Hebrew and the English
by Eliyahu of Brooklyn and Emmanuel Liebman
In light of the controversy surrounding our decision to publish The Instructions , we wish to clarify the following, once and for all: Gurion Maccabee has received no financial remuneration from us, nor will he ever. In purchasing this book, we paid an advance against royalties directly to the Scholars Fund, and we will continue to pay any and all future royalties to the Scholars Fund after Maccabee reaches the age of majority in June of next year, and regardless of whether the U.S. government ultimately convicts, acquits, or fails to prosecute him for crimes relating to the Damage Proper, the 11/17 Miracle, or any other event pertaining to the Gurionic War. Furthermore, a recent investigation conducted by the National Security Agency has determined that the Scholars Fund, though indeed managed by associates of Maccabees translators, is neither a terrorist organization nor a sponsor of terrorist organizations.
Conscientious readers need not be troubled.
David Feldman, Publisher
December 2013
C O N T E N T S
Blessings of The insTrucTions and the Gurionic War THE SIDE OF DAMAGE
1. Eliza June Watermark
2. Guns and Inquisitions
3. Damage
4. First Scripture
5. The Arrangement
6. Dark Enough
7. Signify
8. Vandal
9. Sophistry
10. Artful
11. Teachers
12. Deface
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TranslaTors noTe
13. The Five
14. Death to The Jew
15. Tactical
16. Names
17. Scuffles
18. Commentary on Commentaries
19. We
20. Proper
21. The Verbosity of Hope
22. Control
CODA
BLESSINGS OF THE INSTRUCTIONS AND THE GURIONIC WAR
There is damage. There was always damage and there will be more damage, but not always. Were there always to be more damage, damage would be an aspect of perfection. We would all be angels, one-legged and faceless, seething with endless, hopeless praise.
Bless Adonai for making us better than angels. Blessed is Adonai for making us human.
Some damage is but destructive, and other damage, through destruction, repairs. It is often impossible, especially while the damage is being brought, to distinguish between the one kind and the other, but because Youve made scholars who know of the distinction, we fight to forgive You. Because You know that Your mistakes, though a part of You, are nonetheless mistakes, we accept that Your mistakes, though Yours, are ours to repair.
Blessed are You, Adonai, our God, King of the Universe, Who selected us from all the scholars and gave us The Instructions and the Gurionic War. Bless You, Adonai, Giver of the second kind of damage.
We want only to fix You.
So let us mistake destruction for reparation with no greater frequency than we would blood for loyalty, loyalty for love, or books for weapons.
Help us to be more scholarly. Help us damage Your mistakes. Show us, Adonai, when to set aside our books for weapons, for sometimes scholars must become soldiers, Adonai, for sometimes only soldiers can fix You, Adonai, and only while fixing can we forgive You, Adonai, for those times when only soldiers can fix You, Adonai.
(Amen)
The Side of Damage
Verbosity is like the iniquity of idolatry.
15:23 Samuel I
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ELIZA JUNE
WATERMARK
Tuesday, November 14, 2006
2nd3rd Period
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Benji Nakamook thought we should waterboard each
other, me and him and Vincie Portite. We wouldnt count the seconds to see who was bravest or whose lungs were deepestthis wasnt for a contest. Wed each be held under til the moment the possibility of death became real to us, and in that moment, according to Benji, wed have to draw one of the following conclusions: My best friends are about to accidentally drown me! or My best friends are actually trying to drown me! The point was to learn what it was we feared more: being misunderstood or being betrayed.
That is so fucken stupid, Vincie Portite said. No way Id think you were trying to drown me.
You dont know what youll think, Nakamook told him.
Right now youre rational. Facing death, you wont be. Thats how methods like waterboarding operate. Benjid been reading a book about torture. This one guy, he said, Ali Al-Jahani, specifically stated that
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Ali Al-Whatever whatever, said Vincie. Ill do it if, one, you stop talking about that bookits getting fucken oldand two, if Gurions down. But its stupid.
It did seem stupid, but Benji wasnt stupid, not even remotely, and I hated disappointing him. I said I was down.
Vincie said, Fuck.
Splashing on a kickfloat a couple feet away was Isadore Momo, a shy foreign chubnik who barely spoke English, but the rest of the class was over in the deep end. Benji reached out, tapped Momo on the ankle. Youre wanted over there, he said, pointing to the others.
By whom? Momo said.
By me, said Benji.
Sorry. I am sorry. Sorry, said Momo. He got off the kickfloat and fled.
Benji told us: Ill thrash before my death seems real. Youll have to keep me under for a little while after that.
How longs a little while? Vincie Portite said.
Decide when Im under. If I know, this wont work.
I clutched one shoulder, palmed the crown of his skull. Vincie clutched the other shoulder and the back of his neck. Benji exhaled all the breath in his body. He let his legs buckle.
We plunged him.
How long then? said Vincie.
A thirty-count, I said.
How about a twenty?
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