I am proud of being a Jew. Really I am. But oy, those Lubavitch can really grate on my nerves.
I guess I still haven't forgiven them for throwing rocks at my father and I as we serviced clients in Williamsburg, Brooklyn one Saturday morning in the '80s. Or was that the Satmar? It's hard to tell.
Edit: After further research (going down and smoking a cigarette and listening to the proproganda, I mean, speaches) I have learned that there are 57 Mitzvah Tanks out in force today. Each one commorating a year of Rabbe Menachem Mendel Schneerson's reign over the Lubavitch and Jews everywhere. Mind you, they are of course counting the years since 1994, when he died. 'Cause the guy is just that good.