In Your Face

Call me Latke. As my name suggests, I was raised Jewish. Actually, my family called itself  “culturally” Jewish, which meant we celebrated major Jewish holidays, ate Jewish food, and peppered our speech with Yiddish (oy!), but we prayed to no God. To be honest, this approach to religion never really appealed to me…sorry Mom and Dad.   Read the rest of this entry »


Things that bother me. Things that don’t.

When you start out in a marginalized group, I think it is a lot easier to sort out your feelings about what appropriate language is, or isn’t, when it comes to being part of that group. I grew up with people (adults included) making comments that I must be good at math because I’m Oriental. You kids are always so good, you never get in trouble like the others. What do you speak in Korea, Japanese or Chinese? No joke. Read the rest of this entry »


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