JL;DR SUMMARY In Cindy Scarr's poignant narrative "Tzofar," she juxtaposes the mundanity and milestones of daily life in New York—such as learning to ride a bike and chatting about bar mitzvah dresses—with the constant, unsettling buzz of alerts signaling rocket activity in Israel. A way out west there was a fella, fella I want to tell you about, fella by the name of Jeff Lebowski. At least, that was the handle his lovin' parents gave him, but he never had much use for it himself. This Lebowski, he called himself the Dude. Now, Dude, that's a name no one would self-apply where I come from. But then, there was a lot about the Dude that didn't make a whole lot of sense to me. And a lot about where he lived, likewise. But then again, maybe that's why I found the place s'durned innarestin'.