Dinner With Dad 3
I’ll be honest: I’m a devout atheist, and something of an anti-theist at times. I don’t have a lot of respect for the religions in the world. To quote Tim Minchin: Just because ideas are tenacious doesn’t mean that they’re worthy.
But I do have a shred of respect for the Jews. First off, most Jews I’ve known have been pretty cool people. Secondly, they tend to have a very laid-back take on their religion – which is odd, considering just how long the Hebrew faiths have existed. Most religions that last this long do so through extremism, especially in the modern age. Modern Jews? I’ve met one family in my entire life that I’d call “EXTREME HEBREW” (extreme-brew?). Even they were pleasant folks, who didn’t try to push their religion on me. The rest? Mostly observe the faith and its trappings as sort of a family tradition, like putting up a Xmas tree or lighting fireworks on the 4th.
I kinda dig that. Don’t get me wrong – I still think they’re following a religion that was dreamt up by illiterate goat herders thousands of years ago, back when the tribes though the world was flat, stars were made of candles, and they didn’t know what soap was. But my normal disdain for organized religion is tempered by the fact that they’re not dicks about it, for the most part.
Mick’s demeanor here is based on watching a friend flip out and act weird in our teens, when he realized that another mutual friend was Jewish.