I recently had the pleasure of attending an event with a plethora of Jewish singles. I was surprised to learn that so many of them were not single by choice. Instead, they felt the San Diego dating scene was extremely prohibitive. In a room full of nearly 100 Jewish singles, most of whom were put together, financially stable, Jewishly involved, and looking to date, people were complaining there are not enough options in this fine city!
I discovered something amazing once I stopped linking Jewish oppression to other human suffering in the world. Granted, this took me more than 20 years. Like many other Jews sitting down to the Seder, our family would find another group that unfortunately has or is suffering and during the meal, we’d work to connect our national story with theirs. Every year, new Haggadahs come out in support of this effort, highlighting the plight of African Americans, women, farm laborers.
Thus the heaven and the earth were finished, and all their array. By the seventh day G-d completed His work; so on the seventh day He rested. G-d blessed the seventh day and sanctified it because on it He abstained from all His work of creating that He had done.” Genesis 2:1-3
As a child I always thought that to be a good Jew meant to be politically active. I was a proud Democrat, fighting for the poor and the oppressed. My mom had been a hippie, my grandparents proud liberal idealists. My father, whom I grew to disdain, was a Rush Limbaugh Republican. When my parents divorced, my father left and I was free to explore Conservative values without his face on them.