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WHAT IT IS LIKE TO BE ME...

     I don't think I could ever fully explain to another person in this world what it is like to be me. It would be like trying to explain an acid trip to a blind frog. But, I will do my best.

     I have been around many years. But, my soul is the same age that it has always been. I was brought up in a very religious Christian background. When I was growing up, that was the ordinary life for most people in this country. We were born as babies, completely ignorant of everything; and, then we learned as we lived our lives. We were forced to be prisoners of the state from Kindergarten until we decided to escape, or were kicked out. Nowadays they want to brainwash kids before they even make it to Kindergarten. Going to school was one of those things that we didn't choose on our own; but, we knew we would have to deal with it whether we wanted to or not, like having to go to the bathroom daily, getting wet if we were caught in the pouring rain, or being cold if we were outside when there was snow on the ground. We went to public school from Monday through Friday, except on vacation, snow days, or other play release programs, and then we had the weekend off as freed zoo animals. Everybody was either Christian or Jewish. There were other religions; but, they were off in other countries on the other side of the world; and, they had no effect on our lives. The idea that someone would be hated by individuals or groups just because they were Jewish never occurred to any of us. In the first place, Jews look the same as everybody else. So, you wouldn't even know someone was Jewish unless you made friends with them first. Unless you were a spy. I don't know when it was that I first heard the word antisemitism. But, I know it was on TV. I don't remember anyone ever using that word in real life, even those I later found out were wicked witches who were antisemitic. In a town the size of Port Huron, there weren't that many people in total, much less Jews, to make it worthwhile for Nazis to set up an out of the closet local chapter. We heard of World War Two, of course; but, we figured that it was like monsters you only see in the movies, which never hung out in the woods nearby, where we would go to play and explore with friends, or with our dogs. Christians would go to church and/or Sunday school on Sunday every week. This is where we learned the things that God wanted us to know. Jews went to church or Sunday school on a different day; and, they didn't officially celebrate Christmas, since Christians are Jews 2.0, and Jews are Christians in waiting. I later learned that Jews celebrate a miracle in which a lamp stayed lit for such a long time that it could have only been a miracle, which is undisputed by Christians. Why they picked this particular miracle to celebrate though, I don't know. There are certainly a lot more dynamic miracles in what Christians call the Old Testament. I would think that it would be hard to top the parting of the Red Sea; (although, some modern Bible "scholars", who, as far as I know, don't claim to be divinely inspired, claim that the proper translation should be the "Sea of Reeds", because they went to college for a longer time and therefore know better than the ancient Jews how to translate a language).  But, they believed in the same God as Christians. The worse they could do in the public school was send you to the principal's office for a lecture or something similar, at least in elementary school; although, even if we didn't do anything wrong the entire day, they would still punish us anyway by giving us homework. Even though it was supposed to be the teacher's job to teach us whatever the public school Minister of Propaganda thought we should learn, we were forced to take books home on various subjects, read a chapter, and then solve some problems on paper to prove that we did the teacher's job well enough, instead of playing, so that the teacher could take all the credit and even get paid for it. I hated homework. I figured I would do just enough to get by with a D- average so I didn't fail and have to take the grade over again. I usually got better grades than I had hoped for anyway, since I usually did well on tests. It got to be a problem sometimes in junior high school though. I figured if I got an A on the tests and an E on homework it should average out to a C for a final grade. The teachers were not smart enough to grasp that concept however. But, church and Sunday school were way more important than public school. Sending you to the principals office was nothing compared to the possibility of being sent to Hell. And being held back a grade or not graduating public school was trivial compared to the possibility of not getting in to Heaven.      

     Although grownups voted sometimes, most would just decide on who they would choose to vote for in the presidential elections; but, they had very little, if any, interest in the usual debates on political matters that politicians would try to sell as some cure they thought would heal the wounds of a rotting world of money games and similar government programs.  

To be continued...   

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