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HEREŚ HOW I WAS BROUGHT UP IN AN EGG CARTON. AND HEREŚ HOW I BROKE OUT
I live in the Capital of the Confederacy in an area thatś divided into groups. There are gated habitations for the rich, middle-class and poor. There are also “faith-based groups” for Baptist, Mormon, Jehovah Witness and so forth. Most of these groups are segregated into Black, White or hybrid-color. Each group is sealed from the other; there’s no interflow of communication. To survive in this Twilight Zone, you have to belong to a Group. And you can only belong if you conform.
That’s been the curse of my life.
I grew up in the 1970s to Hassidic Jews who fled the Holocaust to England and who determined that the whole world sought to kill them. In turn, they formed their own schools, adopted the garb of Ukranian peasants, spoke Yiddish and huddled in ghettos with their own stores and services. By age 16, I had not gone on a bus alone. I was disallowed libraries, secular music, movies, radio, theatres, newspapers, magazines and the like. My purpose, I was taught, was to endlessly procreate to make up for Hitler’s misadventures. My brain, one principal told me, was the devilś temptation. I prayed to be ̈normäl”.
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