I am Dwarn, Lord of Zion.
As I sit upon Mount Zion and reflect upon my journey, I am reminded of a story from my childhood. My hope is that this will shed some light on how Dwarn "The Jew Hater" was born. Growing up along the coast of the Mediterranean Sea, known as the Gaza strip, I was relentlessly heckled and traumatized by prepubescent Palestinian girls. The would call me vile names such as Jewboy, Hooknose and Kid Kike. They would launch sheep turds like granades in my direction and make explosion sounds. They would cross the border and throw rocks and beat me with sticks. Eventually, I began to believe their words and became "Dwarn, Hater of the Jews". So began my long journey. I left my family (no friends) and made my pilgramage to America where I have spewed my venom and anti-semitic rhetoric ever since. However, thanks to my friends at PAHC (Dwarno, Dwarnberg and too many others to name.) I have learned the error of my ways. I am now ready to embrace my Jewish heritage and be a champion for the cause. This my friends will not be an easy journey. There may be times when my self loathing can no longer be contained and I revert back to my alter ego, Dwarn "The Jew Hater". All I ask is that you treat me with the same distain that those prepubescent Palestinian girls did and forgive me for my trespasses. Barukh ata Adonai Eloheinu melekh ha‑olam. Shalom.
I AM DWARN HEAR ME ROAR!!!