Jews Are Just Like Everyone

I Was Certainly Open For Something Being On The Edge Of A Nervous Breakdown, Perplexed By My Own Sexuality. I Was Gay.

Because Of My Marxism, I Was Not Into Myths Or Miracles, Whether It Was The Virgin Birth, The Physical Resurrection Or Casting Out Demons From An Epileptic.

I Am Pleased Now That I Have Lived In A Gay As Well As A Religious Ghetto, Though It Hasn't Been Very Comfortable. Taken Together, Their Limitations Cancel Each Other Out And I Have Seen The World More Kindly And More Honestly.

I Recovered My Infant Judaism, But In A Reformist Version.

My Mother Enjoyed Old Age, And Because Of Her I've Begun To Enjoy Parts Of It Too. So Far I've Had It Good And Am Crumbling Nicely.