Crises of Faith

The Impotence of Being Earnest

I was raised Jewish. These days, I consider myself a devout Pedestrian, but I can’t hide from my experience in that particular religious tradition. Saying “I was raised Jewish” is more of a convenient shorthand for saying “I am an adult survivor of the spiritual and emotional trauma that was Hebrew school.” In general, I hate the culture of victimization, but we’re talking about Hebrew School. They used to teach us to sing prayers to the tune of television theme songs. What kind of sick sons of bitches do that? To this day, whenever I hear the M*A*S*H song, I feel a ghost yarmulke on my head and have nightmarish flashbacks to Mrs. Levine – a fireplug with blue eyeshadow – crying about the six million. Oh, the six million – every damned week!  Mrs. Levine totally ruined the Holocaust for me.

Here’s what I learned about Jewish history in Hebrew School:…

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About jordanjaybrodsky

I'm a emotionally, spiritually, and physically fit resident of our crazy pebble-of-a-planet. A spiritual being enjoying a human experience. A recovered alcoholic active in my recovery community, I share my experiences and thoughts in hopes that something I offer makes a difference in someone's life. Or at least makes someone smile. Thanks for letting me share of myself. I appreciate the opportunity.
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