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Thursday, March 27, 2014

I Don't Have Everything In Front Of Me Right Now; And Let Me Nonetheless Address That...

I have no "need" to be Jewish. I do have a need, however, to (figuratively) wrangle some necks. As happens to be the case, I'm a Levite (Levai, Foczko, Rusznak) and a kohenet (Duday, Gajdosz, possibly Andrulevicus, possibly Lazar), and other tribes (perhaps Issachar with "Trudnyak" coming from the Old Polish "Trojdnik" or something along those lines; perhaps Judah with "Munka", given that it may be Solomonic). I'm also related to Kirk Douglas (When one guy originally asked me, I said "No." I thought that "Danilovich" was a patronymic. I couldn't have been more wrong. Incidentally, I wonder who one of our relatives is "fucking psycho" now.).

I was lied to for years, and I'm still trying to process that I'm a Jew and a bat-Anusim, as well as related to Kirk Douglas (and now I know that half of the meshugas comes from the Danilowicz/Danilovich side. I figured that it was the Andrulevicuses/Andrulewiczes; but Great-Great-Grandma Czerniecki was somehow a Danilowicz. Also, now I can see who Pop-Pop inherited quite a bit of his looks from.).

By the way, back to the Andrulevicuses for a moment: one was named "Kasis Andrulewitz". What I'm trying to figure out is if that comes from "Cassis" or "Kassis" ("Cohen" or "Kohen") or qasis (Ashkenazi Hebrew for "כתית" or "qatit").


Thursday, February 20, 2014

To My Persecutors...

I ask you to examine yourself. Contrary to what you want to think, I mean no harm against you or anyone else. In fact, especially if you claim to be wise, remember that "[r]ebuke is more effective for a wise man
Than a hundred blows on a fool."

This is part of why I am dealing with you. I think about you and I think about others. My actions are not just for me or my benefit. I always dread (read: sadly expect) that someone will eventually try to oppose me. I am not perfect, and I will admit when I am wrong and not walking in integrity. However, I'm right when I'm right, and I'm not right because of me—I'm right when I'm right only because of Christ.

I am not Moses; I am not Jeremiah, and I am not any other of the prophets or righteous people of blessed memories or blessed names—I am not worthy to be even considered among these. Nonetheless, I try to stand up to evil. When I do stand up to evil and you persecute me, I have to ask (as did Moses when our countrymen were persecuting him), "Why do you contend with meWhy do you tempt the Lord?"

Also, why do you glorify the Amaleks—whether or not you mean to do so? The Torah states:

14 Then the Lord said to Moses, “Write this for a memorial in the book and recount it in the hearing of Joshua, that I will utterly blot out the remembrance of Amalek from under heaven.” 15 And Moses built an altar and called its name, The-Lord-Is-My-Banner;[c] 16 for he said, “Because the Lord has sworn: the Lord will have war with Amalek from generation to generation.”

The Torah does not state that we are to remember Amalek in any other way or context but in regards to what he did against Israel. We are not to revive him, and we are not to enable any Amalek in this generation. Even when we do Purim readings in the synagogues (Messianic and otherwise), we do not revive or remember Haman. In fact, we make a deliberate effort to drown out his name when we read it.


We rejoice that Haman (Yemach shemo u'zichrono.) cannot hurt us anymore, and we don't want to hear his name. Nonetheless, we don't (or at least we shouldn't) rejoice in the death of the wicked


Tuesday, February 11, 2014

My Natural Look With Full Disclosure About Lighting, And...

Why do I care about my natural look? Some people at PolishForums.com wanted to see non-blurry pictures of me to see whether or not I truly look Polish, which I don't (Thank God. :-) ) But hopefully, this helps them and others see that I truly look Jewish. They did concede that I look Western European, though. e.g.:

"Nicki - I'd say you look Spanish or Portuguese. Or maybe Italian? :-) But definitely South/Western European. Also, it's totally not true that ethnic Poles are blonde and blue-eyed - most Poles tend to have various shades of brown(ish) hair and can have all possible eye colours, often grey or brown. Many Polish women dye their hair blonde and that might have fooled you ;-) Of course, many people are blonde, but it's not the standard by any stretch of the imagination. Darker skin tones are not totally uncommon either. Either way, if you lived in Poland you would probably be seen as somewhat "exotic", people would tend to think you have some Spanish or Italian blood, but they would not automatically assume that you were not Polish. The Polish nation is very mixed - the Tartars and Turks, the Italians (Queen Bona), the Dutch (builders of the Żuławy Wiślane dyke system), the French (Napoleonic wars) and many others came to Poland in various periods and settled there :-)"

Remember "John McCoy"? Also, Mom is mostly Western European (Frankish, Gaelic, and Briton) with Ashkenazi Jewish heritage (the Siedenburg-Mueller and Lehr Pundts, for example—and possibly the Farrells, since Native Irish are light-eyed brunettes and the Farrells had red hair. But don't tell, e.g., my cousin Colleen DeBoy that—she got mad when I suggested that the red-haired Farrells (at least on our side), who (for Irish Catholics) had no children named Mary (for instance), may have been Irish Anusim. I can't change science or history, and Ya'akov (z"l) and Esav did have red hair.

PS Unless Sharon can show me the proof that the Farrells had a daughter named Mary, I don't buy it. There was no Mary who was born in 1857 who was recorded on the 1860 Census. Also, she could've been named for her mother (Mary Cassilly O'Farrell) if she did exist.

Wednesday, January 8, 2014

Script For Practice Job-Seeking Video

Hello; my name is Nicole V. Czarnecki. I am a graduate of the University of Maryland, Baltimore County. I graduated in December of 2013 with of a Bachelor of Arts degree in the field of Political Science, and I am seeking a career in the political or journalist field. Specifically, I desire to be a politics-and-news commentator and analyst. 

In full disclosure, I did not do as well in college as I could have done, and I have never had an internship. This is because I have Obsessive Compulsive/Generalized Anxiety, Major Depressive, and Attention Deficit Disorders, and Diplegic-Spastic/Mild Quadriplegic Cerebral Palsy that required an Intravenous Baclofen Pump to improve. Nonetheless, what I lack in academic and professional experience is what I make up for in life experience, passion and conviction, and character.

I was born as a prematurely-born twin on January 23, 1990, and my twin and I were supposed to be born on April 22, 1990. Both my twin and I had complications due to our premature births, and my complications included a Category-Three brainbleed which effected me to have Cerebral Palsy. I was diagnosed with my form of Cerebral Palsy about a year and six months later.

I was in the hospital for 75 days—from January 23, 1990 to April 7th of the same year. I, according to what my doctors told my mother, was not supposed to ever walk, write, or catch up with my peers. I proved my doctors' suppositions wrong—I walked independently on May 26, 1994; I learned to write very well, and I finally caught up to my age cohorts after some time and earned my B.A. degree. Also, I stayed in line with my peers until after high school—my college years were some of my roughest years, and I came out of those years in one piece and with a fair amount of success.

I was raised by a divorced mother who has her own amazing life story, and I owe her more than the world—she helped me, for example, complete college and was with me during the difficult periods in my life. She stood by me and supported me  during, for instance, the first 75 days of my life—when I was in Saint Agnes Hospital's Neonatal Intensive Care Unit—, the fallout of her difficult divorce—which affected me, as a disabled child of divorce, profoundly—, and my Intravenous Baclofen Pump Surgery and recovery—which lasted from July 17, 2013 to August 2nd of the same. She also did the best that she could do in helping me deal with my abusive and otherwise-very-difficult dad.

Speaking of my dad, I also come from an interesting background on his side. On my paternal side, I am a bat-Anusim Ashkenazim—the daughter of Ashkenazi Crypto Jews. Because of this, I am very interested in Israeli and Jewish Diasporan matters—and I myself was born in the Jewish Diaspora, and plan to make aliyah if ever God wills that I should do so. I also am working on learning to speak fluent Hebrew—ani talmidah b'ivrit v'lomedet ivrit b'bayit.

Relatedly, one of my classes in my final semester at UMBC was Hebrew 101—and I did so well on the oral final, that my professor had "no comment" as to how I did. I also received an "A" in the class. Besides learning to speak Hebrew, I am also interested in learning about my family history—which, for a mispachah-Anusim, is quite an interesting one, as I have learned.

In that vein, I consider myself a Messianic Jew—I was baptized as a Roman Catholic, raised as an Episcopalian for the first 10 or 11 years of my life, became a Christian within those years, and went to a Presbyterian church and high school during the rest of my childhood years. I also began to suspect that I have Jewish heritage within the latter part of those years, and finding out about my Jewish heritage has only strengthened my Christian faith.

Because of my faith, I believe in having a good character. I believe in being as honest as possible—and, as people in my life have told, sometimes honest to a fault—, trustworthy, loving, kind, patient, forgiving, and all other manner of good. I also believe that my politics do reflect my worldview—for that reason, I am a conservative Republican (much to the chagrin of, for example, my late paternal granddad—who was one of the three IRS agents who served tax papers to then-President Nixon through President Nixon's attorneys—and my granddad was an ardently-liberal Democrat who did not like Republicans in any way, shape, form, circumstance, fashion or manner).

Speaking of my politics, I am volunteering on the campaign of a Howard County Executive candidate—namely, current Republican Maryland State Senator Allan H. Kittleman. I also blog about politics—among other matters—on my Blogspot blog, "The Nicole Factor." 

Relatedly, I can be found utilizing other social media, such as Facebook, Twitter, and—of course—YouTube. In fact, I have an About.Me page on which you can find out more about me. As you will see, I am quite savvy in utilizing social media.


In conclusion, I hope that you consider me worthy of being interviewed as your potential employee, and I hope that my qualifications, experience, and character will prove my worth. Thank you for your time and consideration of me.

Wednesday, January 1, 2014

(Some Of) My Big Moments In 2013 (Including at the End)

This is not an exhaustive list, but it's way more than what I mentioned in the video:


  1. Being called Geraldo Rivera's "favorite tweeter"
  2. Establishing that I have kohen and Levi heritage through the Gajdoszes, Dudays, Foczkos, Rusznaks, and Levais.
  3. My ITB Pump surgery (and I envy Geraldo—the lucky guy got well over a total of 100 Facebook and Twitter "likes", well wishes, etc. regarding his foot surgery. I got no more than 52 "likes" at a time—actually, that was my uncle who posted about me and the ITB Pump surgery. Geraldo's probably going to hate me for that, and I may not be his favorite tweeter anymore; but, c'mon—I was under anesthesia on both July 17th and July 18th. Plus, I was in Johns Hopkins until July 22nd, and then Mount Washington Pediatric Hospital until August 2nd. Furthermore, they had to give me caffeine and have me drink coffee to prevent further caffeine withdrawal and headaches. All I got was a few visits, comic books back from my dad, and a few other things).
  4. My granddad passing.
  5. My dad disowning me—but at least I got the atDNA test from him before he did.
  6. Great-Granduncle Andy's passing—that's huge, given that my generation of Fosko Rusnaks is second in line to carry to torch (Dad's is the first.).
  7. The first year that I did not attend the DeBoy Family Reunion (I was recovering from ITB Pump Surgery).
  8. Almost (almost!) graduating college (One more paper to revise and turn in!).
  9. Having major people follow me on Twitter
  10. Figuring out that I'm related to Thomas Andrew, Michael Andrews, and Kirk Douglas (By the way, some of 2012 is going to have overlapped into 2013.).
  11. Getting a resume written (Well, my friend wrote it for me. I still owe him a handmade tallit, even if I don't ultimately use the resume that he wrote.).
  12. Being a formal סטודנטית ללשון העברית—and getting an "A" in הכיתה. (Of course, I don't why I thought "הרבה" was "class" as I was typing this.).
  13. Turning 23 on January 23 (Ok, I really turned 23 on January 12, 1990; since that was טבת 26, 5773. יהוה, ברוך הוא, goes by the lunar Hebrew year. In Gregorian terms, I did turn 23 on the 23rd of January.).
  14. Getting bullied by and watching vengeance against Krystal Keith and her dad.
  15. Beginning to write my family-history memoir.
  16. My aunt attempting suicide (I sat שבע for her for an hour days before—that was a big deal, and I didn't know that that's why she moved without telling me.).
By the way, my mom feels that 2014 is going to be my year...we'll see, Mom.