August 28, 2026 Categories: Not A Jew - Jew
Premature Jew – Bashing
I suppose it all began when I was Jew-bashed on a subway platform.
This was before I was a Jew. Actually, depending on when you read this, right now is before I am a Jew – because this is a blog about my journey from being “Not a Jew” to becoming a “Jew.”
Back to my premature Jew-bashing.
This was way back when I was a Catholic. Actually a lapsed Catholic. All right, an agnostic. Fine, you dragged it out of me: I was practically a bloodsucking atheist. In fact, the best way to describe me at the time was a Godless Pre-Emo Twilight Eclipse boy. Back then, we called it “New Romantic.” But if you say that to kids nowadays they just stare at you.
Like the 50 year-old Italian guy on the subway platform who stared at me and called me an “effing Jew.”
Before I could tell him I was not an “effing Jew” and, in fact, half-Italian (like you, you effing Guido), he grabbed me with strikingly-powerful old-guy-plumber-hand strength, and shoved me – almost into the path of a speeding subway train and almost to my death.
So I was Jew-bashed, and almost killed, before I had my first thought of becoming a Jew.
On the bright side, things can only get better for me as Jew from here on in, right?
Right?
