Dept. Of Amazing Street Teams: Dude, Where’s My Jew? Or, Shofar, Sho Good

We saw these flyers all over the place at the Barbary last night, and, um, dude? (Please note that we do not think that this card is addressing Mayor Michael Nutter directly, as is the style on this site whenever the word “Dude” is typed with a capital “D.”) Rather, this invitation to join something called “The Shofar Factory” at the Jewish Center of Northern Liberties seems to be directly addressing the general dude population of Northern Liberties (which we know anecdotally to be growing in size every day), and offering help getting ready for the upcoming Rosh Hashanah high holiday. What you can’t see on this frankly quite amazing piece of hipster religio-marketing (takeaway: Circle Of Hope, stop fucking with emo shows and get on these peeps’ level) is that after the flyer was printed, someone apparently thought it might have been too dude-heavy and scaring away the ladies, shiksas or otherwise; next to where it says “High-Holidays,” there’s a little white sticker covering up where the flyer originally said “for DUDES.” As in, “High-Holidays for DUDES.” Now, even if we didn’t think that all of this was just a very elaborate invitation to smoke weed out of a shofar at my man Joel’s house, we’d still be seriously considering formally denying Christ once and for all. After all, Jesus was cool, but he couldn’t have been this AWESOME. DUDE!
After the jump, the other side of the flyer.
















September 17th, 2008 at 4:09 pm
Dude. You don’t need an invitation to smoke weed out of my shofar.