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Jewish World Review June 9, 1999 / 25 Sivan, 5759

Ambassadors for Judaism


By Brigitte Dayan


ON A RECENT WEEKDAY AFTERNOON, I ran out to get a haircut and on the way back, tempted by a Chicago-style tease of good weather, I stopped in front of the Daley Center. I found a bench near the fountain and allotted myself a few minutes to sit in the warm sun before venturing back to the office.

Next to me was a young couple, newly married it seemed, as the woman was enthusiastically trying to take a picture of her wedding finger next to her husband's. She was having difficulty maneuvering the camera so that she could capture both her hand and her spouse's, all with the fountain in the background. Her husband was sighing, in an affectionate "this-must-be-a-woman-thing" type of way.

Econophone As it clearly is a "woman's thing," I volunteered to take the picture, after which we launched into friendly chit-chat. In the course of the conversation, she told me that she had moved from Kansas City and had been forced to change jobs. Although she had worked in an administrative capacity before, she now found herself working for the government in a blue-collar job, a step down both professionally and for her morale. Her new job, she complained, didn't offer nearly as many benefits as her previous one. "I've never been so jewed in my life," she said, laughing.

I knew that my religion had been turned into a verb, a derisive one at that, but had never before heard someone use it. The dictionary, while cautioning that usage of this verb is offensive, lists the definition as "to cheat, to swindle." To be jewed, then, is to be cheated, and this woman felt cheated by her employer.

We spoke for a few more minutes, during which time I ached to tell her I was Jewish, for no good reason, really, because it's doubtful she would link that to her parlance. As luck would have it, she began to tell me about her church, and she invited me to come worship with her. Here's my chance, I thought:

"Oh, I'm Jewish," I told her. "I go to a synagogue."

"That's OK, everyone can come to our church," she responded.

I thanked her and went on my way. The odd thing is that her invitation to church didn't bother me all that much. Much more disturbing was her choice of verbs, and I was surprisingly happy that I had worked my religion into the conversation. Surely, enough positive experiences with Jews would sensitize her, or anyone for that matter. It is much harder for someone who has positive feelings about Jews to say they've been jewed when they feel swindled.

What struck me about this encounter was that the stereotype has become so engrained in society that we don't even realize we're using it.

This woman from Kansas City, I'm willing to wager, has no negative feelings towards Jews, but the connotation of the verb "to be jewed" happened to accurately express her feelings.The real issue here is not one of public relations, where Jews should act morally and honestly in order to ameliorate our public perception.

The biggest casualty of such parlance is Judaism itself. There is a dissonance between the mentality implied by the stereotype and the beautiful, vibrant way of life that comprises Judaism. To live the reality of Judaism, in its myriad of expressions, is not only the best way to counter such stereotypes --- it is the most authentic.

So perhaps it's not a crazy thought that the next time my friend from Kansas City feels cheated by someone, she'll think about the Jewish woman who took her picture at the Daley Center and will refrain from using an offensive verb.


JWR contributor Brigitte Dayan is managing editor of the JUF News, a monthly published by the Jewish Federation of Metropolitan Chicago. Contact the author or the magazine by either clicking here, or calling (312) 444-2853.


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