Gimme Gimme Gimme… or I'll Cry

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Follow-up article from a friend who wishes to remain anonymous. Enjoy:

Well… I guess you can call me Freddy Jueger…’cause “I’m baaaaaaaaaaak”.

Last week I left you with some brotherly problems and red soup issues. If you, didn’t read it, and feel justifiably short-changed, well Esra’a and Jina have done a sparkling job with the site and you can easily find my piece in the archives.

This week, we again are confronted with the continued family issues of my dysfunctional ancestors, “The …” whoops…no last names yet. Now how are we going to make a winning American sit-com without a last name? Hmmm. Too bad, it could have been a hit, just like “The Jefferson’s” or “The Simpson’s”. Can’t you see it, feel it? “Oh Rebecca, I’m home. Oh, what’s this, lamb again? ‘Doh’ or better ‘Oy!’. You get the picture? All the characters will have great catch lines like; “eat my tunic” or “gigidity gigidity, oy veh”. Ah what could have been? However, we have family, dynastic and philosophical issues to ponder… so best we proceed.

As I noted last week, Jacob turned out to be no slouch when it came to pillow related sports. The man fathers over a dozen kids, including twelve boys, the 11th turning out to be, Joseph, quite a guy by any measure.

Joe has at least two salient qualities. One, he is quite the prophet/dream interpreter. He also has no difficulty with conquering humility and soon is not only utterly adored by his dad, Jake, but despised by his brothers. Tensions rise when dad decides to pimp Joe out in a new sports coat and culminate when little brother predicts that all the other brothers will end up not merely kissing his tuchcas, but bowing down to him.

Well, enough is enough. How much can a guy take? The brothers plot to kill him, ( or worse, get a Jewish lawyer and sue him) have a change of mind and sell him off to the wicked old Ishmaelites who just happened to be caravanning along about that time. Off to Egypt goes Joe, ends up getting in good with Pharaoh, gets a major promotion, ultimately moves the family in to a suburb in Goshen, awhile latter Moses comes along and the rest is history…more of that to come.

Oh there are so many lessons the reader can glean from this parasha (Torah section of the week), but here I want to focus on just two, which are very closely related anyhow… jealousy and comparisons.

It took me many years to finally understand fully the utter destructiveness of making comparisons, which typically lead to envy and jealousy. If you, dear reader, wish a genuine guaranteed key to unhappiness, keep making comparisons. Not only does this lead to bitterness, but is based on a very important and very false premise. Think about this, dear reader; when one makes comparisons, one inevitably focuses on a given trait or two the other has. This might be; looks, money, husband, wife, smart kid, house, car etc. However, does one need to watch the E channel or VH-1 or MTV to learn at least two important things; success is often quite fleeting and having a lot is not always all that it is cut out to be. However, this is somewhat of another topic. Sorry that I digressed a bit.

The central point is, that when we make our comparisons, we ignore and/or can’t take into account the entire enchilada (that is Mexican sambusak for the unfamiliar), the whole picture. So you think Sally or Fatima has the hottest boyfriend and you feel hateful and jealous? Have you taken into consideration that; he could be violent, she has hateful parents or suffers from chronic hemorrhoids, that she has a vicious step-mother, or feels like a failure in school? I don’t think you have. Instead you feel jealous and bitter and cheated, don’t you? Want to throw her in a ditch and sell her off to some Ishmaelites?

Instead, dear reader, check yourself. Have you thought through the entire picture? Have you overly focused on one trait? Have you forgotten how to experience gratitude?

If you are human, and I am going to assume this includes that majority of my vast readership, then you/we have certainly fallen into this trap. And perhaps this can be viewed as a microcosm that could reflect the macro of some of the biggest issues we face in the world.

Have a good week.