Recently a curious woman looked me up and down, and followed her inquisitive look with this question,
-"What are you?"
-“I beg your pardon..?”
-"What do you call yourself... you know, your Jewish affiliation...”
-“Yes what are you- your Jewish label?”
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I wrote an article this week about random people telling me they love Jews. It bothers me when people tell me they love all Jewish people. I certainly don’t love all Jewish people. Nobody can love an entire group of anything, whether it is people, places or things, and it’s...