In the past, I used to get nauseous. Now I am just plain sick.
I am not a kana’i and I generally don’t worry about what people do, but isn’t there a gevul to certain things?
In the past, some frum publication published advertisements for their specials in honor of Super Bowl Sunday. Those were embarrassing. This year, even in Torah circles, some stores that would have never dreamed of doing so simply wrote “Super Specials” for February 7, as if we’re all dumb and don’t know what they mean.
Worst of all was listening to a radio show that was preceded by a ten minute gushing by some workers in a supermarket take-out about all the mouthwatering wagu and beef and whatever else they have going for Super Bowl Sunday. The best part was that the nauseating obsessive discussion about Super Bowl Sunday fare was followed by a discussion about getting kids into schools. As if we are supposed to take such a discussion seriously after being treated to a ten minute embarrassing discussion about pigging out in general and especially on Super Bowl Sunday.
I am not here to tell people to watch the game or not. Do what you think Hashem would want. But please, can we be spared from the embarrassing ads, both in print and on air, that reflects so poorly on frum Jews?
Maybe I’m just an old-timer and the world has passed me by. Maybe there’s no hope and I should just give up and fade into the sunset. Let me know what you think. Maybe it’s the world that has it right and I’m the one who’s out of mind.
Sick to my Stomach