A lot of people have come out of the woodwork of late to wish me a good year. Some of them actually mean it. They actually believe that our fate for the next year will be sealed during the next eleven days.<\/p>\n
I’m not much for the niceties that lubricate social life. I don’t like to say goodbye. I don’t like to say, "We must get together again soon," unless I really mean it. I don’t like to say, "Remember me to Joe."<\/p>\n
I haven’t called or emailed anyone to wish them a sweet new year (let alone pulled anyone aside to apologize for needlessly hurting them over the past year).<\/p>\n
I don’t deny this fundamental Jewish teaching. I just don’t understand it.<\/p>\n
Pops emails: "That’s because you’re NOT a fair-dinkum Jew, son! You can’t even read Hebrew! You’re a phony and a fraud. I ought too bash some sense into you with a shovel."<\/p>\n
Frankly, I don’t want to understand it. It is metaphysical and I am more interested in the physical.<\/p>\n
guest9: Do they have any gay and lesbian shuls?
\nYourMoralLeader: yes
\nguest9: You should join one. They would love you!
\nguest9: And with them being so open and liberal, you’ll never get kicked out!
\nguest9: And you said before gay men flock to you.
\nYourMoralLeader: It’s not the kind of flocking I want.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
A lot of people have come out of the woodwork of late to wish me a good year. Some of them actually mean it. They actually believe that our fate for the next year will be sealed during the next … Continue reading