"Don't tell God how big your storm is; tell your storm how big your God is."

I believe in God.

Tuesday, November 23, 2010

For Everyone's Education

Today my brother came home and told me two Holocaust jokes his friends have told him: the ashtray joke and the pizza joke. (Yes, I have heard both before.) I will not print them here unless someone is dying to know. (Leave me a comment. I'll respond.) Suffice to say, they are offensive.

Holocaust jokes hurt. They really hurt. I had relatives who died in the Holocaust. I know some of their names. These were real people, shot or gassed and burned. They should not be the subject of such jokes.

Even sadder, I have heard Jews tell these jokes. Come on, people! Please think before you try out your sense of "humor".


Blog Archive

About Me

My photo
I am a bipolar, Jewish young adult (had my Hebrew birthday, the one I count, and turned 23 this past January) who also suffers from Reflex Sympathetic Dystrophy. I love life and I live for my best friends: they are my purpose and my reason for trying so hard. I remain passionately devoted to those I love; I will not let my disorders make me totally self-centered. I like to read, write, and sew. My Rabbinical school plans did not work out, and I am now hoping to go into the field of Early Childhood Education. Please note: I am currently maintaining only Carried in His Hands. Enjoy!