It started long ago, growing up on Long Island in the 60's and 70's with all those Jewish kids I went to school with. Man, it was SO HARD having to sing side by side with them about dreidels and Hanukkah while they sang about Christmas trees and holly. I mean, the humanity. It really damaged us. Both sides. We learned to hate each other with a passion. So much so that when we were invited to each others' Bar/Bat Mitzvahs and Confirmation parties, we went, just to spite each other.
Then, later on in life, when I provided Early Intervention services to Muslim families in New York, I would almost refuse the delicious food the moms would cook - who knew what poison they were trying to give me? So what if it was wonderful and the children were adorable? I mean, they covered her heads when the UPS man would come to the door. Evil, I tell you!
If I can't have EASTER eggs CHRISTMAS trees and JESUS plastered all over town, and if someone wishes me HAPPY HOLIDAYS instead of MERRY CHRISTMAS, I'm going to have a break down, stop believing in Jesus, and go to hell.
Repressed? You're damn right I am!!!!!!!
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