ARTIST JANE RUBIN
Artist Jane Rubin and Champion, Oil on Canvas, Copyright Jane Rubin 1996
ABOVE-LEFT: My faithfully married parents — Harry Jay Rubin — a talented Musician and Attorney — and Peggy Charlap Cohen Rubin — a courageous Social Worker. ABOVE-RIGHT: Derreck John Alexander and Jane Charlap Cohen-Rubin — a faithful couple — in front of our East Village apartment in 2013. Don't judge a book by its cover: My real life is conservative compared to most in the art, entertainment, and sports world. I am a Straight, Biological Woman. Anyone saying otherwise would lose that case in a court of law. I have one name — Jane Rubin. I have never been wild. I have never been promiscuous. I have never been overweight. I have worn a Small or Petite my entire life. I have never been crazy. I am multiply talented and gifted — and I was too humble about it. I do not use drugs. I am not a spoiled or funny "jewish princess." I never break laws. I have never been a disloyal American. It is because I am so clean, law-abiding and moral — that dirty, disgraceful, desperarate, jealous folk who are unable to compete fairly — went to the extreme of "murdering" every aspect of my existence with their media power, traumatizing crimes, and corrupt hoaxes. Although justice is being obstructed, during 2024, I will continue to update the DOJ Inspector General and other officials about the federal crimes, smear campaign, corporate and government corruption, and global psychosis — against me — that began while I was making art — too humbly — with no one protecting me — at Yankees Games and at Men 's Basketball Games. I was too loyal for too long. Anyone else would have taken legal action immediately. It is the crazy perpetrators who should be humbled.

EMBODY A CHAMPION

MY TALENTED MUSICIAN FATHER

Harry Jay Rubin, father of Jane Rubin, was the attorney representing Leroy Irvis in the U.S. Supreme Court in Mooe Lodge v Irvis in 1972, which he argued pro bono, and he was a gifted clarinetist who could have had a musical career, but was too humble.
Overly humble to an extreme, Bud Rubin did not even want a memorial service. He was a great clarinetist with natural soul. He won a state-wide soloist competition in his teens and performed on Pittsburgh radio, but he was overly self-effacing about his talent. People told him to play publicly more often. He refused, deferring to others, when he was often the one with greater natural talent. That is not just his daughter saying that.

Clarinetist Ignatius Gennusa (first clarinetist of the Baltimore Symphony) coached my Father in adulthood and told my Dad that he had more natural musical talent than some full-time professional clarinetists. In fact, Iggy Gennusa quit coaching my Father, because, as Iggy told him, he had nothing more to coach him on. He told Dad to go perform. Nevertheless, Bud Rubin only performed occassionally and frequently diminished his own beautiful clarinet playing when asked about it — although we were blessed to hear him play for hours in our home. He was also athletically talented and held a Pittsburgh-area track record.

In 1972, he represented African American Pennsylvania Congressman Leroy Irvis, pro bono, in a pivotal civil rights case before the United States Supreme Court: Moose Lodge v. Irvis No. 107. While the "Moose Lodge Case" is widely studied by law students — my Dad never went on speaking tours about it. On the contrary, Bud Rubin went to an extreme to downplay his musical and legal talents and his impactful career.

Anti-Semitic slander, libel, and stereotypes — caused my talented but overly humble Father — and other family members — to avoid wealth and to downplay media attention. There are many news articles about family members — literally hundreds of articles were written about my Grandfather, Herbert Cohen, from his 20s to his death in 1970 — and many articles were published about my Dad — who — at 27 years old — was referred to as "Boy Wonder" by the Harrisburg press — and he was covered nationally during the Moose Lodge Case. However, no one in my family ever saved clippings, sent out press packages, or hired a PR firm.

IN THE PAST, MY TALENTED BUT OVERLY HUMBLE FAMILY AND I HAD NOT PROTECTED OURSELVES FROM THE JEALOUS HACKS, THE MEDIOCRE IMAGE-MARKETERS, THE SPINELESS 8TH-GRADE BULLIES AND THE THIEVING-LIAR-CHEATER-CROOKS WHO HAVE OBSESSIVELY ASSAULTED AND EXPLOITED TALENTED, ORIGINAL ARTISTS SINCE THE DAWN OF TIME.


NOT ANYMORE.