"In those days in Palestine, it was said that you couldn’t catch a fly without ten Messiahs coming down on you. How could there not be a Messianic Middle East then?... "

You can't handle it, my dear, and so she takes them in, linguistically speaking, of course: "You guys, there are so many Jews in the Diaspora, are you going to nest here, you prophetic wenches? Go, get yourselves crucified, so the world can be at peace at home!..."

But Hey-You was a case, I tell you! He had that spark, that... yes, the oxyzenesqua. A historical jumble, a masterpiece of Associations, or perhaps a delirium of monumental breast entanglement? A thick question!

Ephraim the Tyrian, a magnate of Jewish dairy farming, unfolds a narrative spaghetti that the world has never slurped before. With sword-like dexterity and scholarly passion, he evokes memories, fishes out guilt, annoys the comfortable reader, and creates a dazzling mural spanning 25 centuries. A book of Messianic birth. A triumph of chaos for the unnatural order of our times.