You probably get this one a lot, but you (of all people) getting annoyed with your dad for being (of all things) a smartass is so fucking funny. Not judging, my mom and I are also spidermanpoint jpg
Oh, I am well aware. Listen, when I was younger, I underwent an ancient rite of initiation that marked my passage into Jewish life—I am of course talking about being seven and picking up Art Spiegleman's Maus because it had drawings of mice on the cover, like Stuart Little.
And in a sick way, it kind of was like Stuart Little, in that Vladek Spiegleman survived Auschwitz by being resourceful as well as lucky—he knew who to bribe, when to conserve his energy, where to hide, how to secure an extra crust of bread, etc.
Anyway, I'm telling you all this because, even back then, I understood that if it had been my old man in the camps, he wouldn't last a day—he’d literally get iced on the train platform because as soon as they unloaded the cattle car, my dad would find his footing, look at the uniformed ubermensch barking orders, and be like, “Das Führer won't fuck you, bro”.
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