Benyamin Cohen’s new book My Jesus Year is nearing its release date, and the official website has just gone up. Subtitled “A Rabbi’s Son Wanders the Bible Belt in Search of His Own Faith,” it’s actually closer to a Year of Living Biblically for the NASCAR crowd: Cohen bumps around between Big Tent revivals, tiny backyard churches, and Ultimate Christian Wrestling. Most mind-blowing part? When he’s taken to an extensive, expensive compound built and maintained by Prince Rahm of the Black Hebrews (excerpt here.) Most offensive part? When Cohen is serial-dating in New York City and dumps a girl based solely on the fact that she’s a midget. (Or that’s what he makes it sound like. Which, if that *wasn’t* the real reason, is even worse…)
Publisher’s Weekly just raved about the book. I found myself alternately giggling and groaning. But the website is a good time, and has a bobble-head Jesus. What more could you ask for?
