It’s not that I just didn't like it, it's that I couldn't understand it. Didn't like "Do the Right Thing"? Wow, you really don't get black people! Didn't dig "Sophie’s Choice"? You must hate Jews, and women, and MOTHERS!! You are also right that I have never undergone any hardship in my thirty years on Earth. You nailed it, I've never lost anyone or anything close to me, I am a statistical anomaly. Never been hurt, never cried, never felt loss.
Or, maybe, just maybe, I didn't like the piece. Maybe, I wanted more about her pain and her coping with it and less about the cultural stigma about Jews and money. That's the part that felt forced and shoehorned. I have no doubt that the author took solace in picking up coins. I do doubt that she had the battle of conscience about being Jewish and doing so. In the end, still love her writing and still love Jewcy, except for your Sex and the City rip-off blog, that's pretty terrible all around. In fact, because I've led such a sheltered life, I can say that the thirty seconds I spent reading it were the most "painful hard times" I have ever experienced. I haven't found a coping mechanism to make your opinions or writing palatable yet.
johnnybravo
Yeah, that's exactly it . . .
It’s not that I just didn't like it, it's that I couldn't understand it. Didn't like "Do the Right Thing"? Wow, you really don't get black people! Didn't dig "Sophie’s Choice"? You must hate Jews, and women, and MOTHERS!! You are also right that I have never undergone any hardship in my thirty years on Earth. You nailed it, I've never lost anyone or anything close to me, I am a statistical anomaly. Never been hurt, never cried, never felt loss.
Or, maybe, just maybe, I didn't like the piece. Maybe, I wanted more about her pain and her coping with it and less about the cultural stigma about Jews and money. That's the part that felt forced and shoehorned. I have no doubt that the author took solace in picking up coins. I do doubt that she had the battle of conscience about being Jewish and doing so. In the end, still love her writing and still love Jewcy, except for your Sex and the City rip-off blog, that's pretty terrible all around. In fact, because I've led such a sheltered life, I can say that the thirty seconds I spent reading it were the most "painful hard times" I have ever experienced. I haven't found a coping mechanism to make your opinions or writing palatable yet.