Which Reminds Me

Not to be mean but it does make things confusing to see our cousin Elizabeth pretending to be Jewish only because she married Jewish but they are divorced now when actually the rest of us were not Jewish nor were we interested in going that direction. Just because someone named Steve is a Jewish rabbi in San Francisco, that does not mean that he was a cousin of ours. We have no idea how that happened. The surname of my great-grandfather was one of those that is mostly Christian, thought to be derived from Bartholomew, the Christian apostle, but is also sometimes seen on the other side of the fence because, anyway, each individual makes their own decisions. So just because San Francisco is a city full of people with serious identity confusion that does not mean that we want to be required to listen to that stuff all of the time. We have our own lives to live.