I hadn't heard of sex on a ritz cracker, and I also found it unhelpful, and had to shake out the bedspread.

I'd heard of SEX appearing subliminally in the cartoon The Lion King, but don't know where it is. Maybe I was distracted by the part where the lioness Nala does that look women get on their face, that look that says Screw me. Sort of a Mona Lisa smile, and the eyes narrow, just slightly. Where do women learn that? From Disney cartoons? If a live actress could do that in a movie I'd vote to give her an oscar.

Political correctness and sensitivity can be quite difficult. We didn't know what to write on a card to a rather ambivilent Jewish friend, and settled on Happy Holidays, Christ-killer! Which was okay, but she wrote back she'd become Episcopalian. So when we thought we were being so sensitive and everything, we sort of put our foot in our mouths.

I don't know, but I suppose people who are firmly commited to the faith are the ones called "Jews". They're Jews. The lapsed, or reformed, or ambivilent ones must be the ones who are Jew-"ish". They're not Jews, they're just Jew-ish.

Another friend, a Jew, went to study in Israel, but had to come back when it got too scarey, and he was sick. Said he thought it was a Zionist infection.

   Another friend of ours who married a psychiatrist wrote us once, and had somehow formed an idea we were godless and hellbound, and she worried about us, and our souls. It was sort of sweet, but we explained that of course we believe in God. We just don't believe in psychiatry.