Are we, the Jewish People, truly competitive, even envious of other people’s suffering?
Oy! You should only know from pain!
Or, is it just shtick?
We’re told we are the chosen people but I think we’re taking that too literally — and only when it comes to suffering. Neither being the schoolyard bully, nor being the nebbishy kid should be worn like a badge of honor. Yet we, as a people, fight and claw our way up the ladder of suffering, with no end in sight.
For many of us, good fortune and even prosperity are suspect and we wait indefinitely for the other shoe to drop. Whenever I’m doing well, for instance, and I’m able to take that long-needed vacation, I become convinced that the plane, about to embark to my holiday destination, will plummet to the ground like a tin can. It’s only when my life sucks that I’m sure it won’t crash.
The Cone of Uncertainty on Jewish suffering has not, as it should by definition, diminished.
Do we attract suffering? Is it just our self-imposed cultural ethos guiding us toward suffering? Or, again, is it just schtick?