To My Anti Semitic Son,

To My Anti Semitic Son,

You’re only 22 months old. I don’t understand how you got that much hate in your heart at such a young age. I know it didn’t come from me! Some of my best friends are…

Nevermind…

I mean, I try to be a good father. I pack your snacks and diapers and drinks whenever we go out. I even keep a fly change of clothes so that if any unscheduled calamaties happen to come out of your mouth or butt, you can continue your day looking just as cute as you started it. I do all of these things for you. So I don’t understand how you could embarrass me the way you did in that restaurant.

I was just offering you some more of your lemonade…and the way you shouted “No more Jews!” was just uncalled for. The jewish people are a wonderful people and they’ve done nothing to you to deserve such a lashing out. Since you recently learned how to say “I’m sorry” I expect you to say it to every single jewish person you see from now…

Nevermind…

Yours in tolerance and understanding,

Dad

7 Responses to "To My Anti Semitic Son,"

  1. Lol reminds me of when I was a little kid I pointed out some biker dude with a mohawk to my mom and yelled “Whoah! Look at that guy!!” and my Mom exclaimed “Yeah, isn’t his hair cool?!” Good job mom!

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