I don’t handle submissions for columns at the Washington Post, but if I did, I don’t think I’d agree to run a submission by a woman lamenting that she’s “tired of being a Jewish man’s rebellion.”
(Let’s just take a moment to imagine this sort of argument being applied to just about any other group: “I’m tired of being a black woman’s rebellion.” “I’m tired of being a Mormon’s mutiny.” “I’m tired of being a Muslim’s revolt.” Think many newspaper editors would have just signed off on running a column with that as the theme? Me neither.)
Look, ma’am, I’ll concede that it’s theoretically possible that something you’ve learned from your last two breakups makes some sort of grand statement about an entire religious or ethnic group. But it probably doesn’t.
In fact, I’d bet the failures of your past two relationships have a lot more to do with you and a lot less with the ethnicity or the religion of your past two boyfriends. In fact, I’d bet a lot.
Ma’am, maybe the two Jewish guys who broke up with you really did see dating you as “their last act of defiance against cultural or familial expectations before finding someone who warranted their parents’ approval.” But it’s probably you. The fact that you’re eager to share your conclusions about Jewish men to the readers of the Washington Post doesn’t really paint you in the most flattering light. Even though you don’t name them, you’re airing your complaints about them in a major national newspaper. Anyone who knows you now knows you found one of their mothers overbearing.
This is the sort of thing to talk about with your friends or your therapist, not bring to the op-ed section, letting everyone know that you’ve cracked the code on the men of an entire religion.