Andrea Dworkin - Mercy
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had to go to the children’s services where girls weren’t allowed
to do anything anyway but He wasn’t supposed to talk to you.
He talked to Moses and Abraham but you were just Andrea
from Camden even though Abraham had just been a boy
herding sheep when he figured out there was one God. He had
been staring up in the sky trying to think about God and he
thought God was the moon but the moon disappeared when
night was over and then he thought God was the sun but the
sun disappeared when the day was over and then he figured
out God had to be there all the time so He couldn’t be the sun
or the moon or any king because they died or any idol because
you could break it and you weren’t so different from Abraham
before he grew up. Except that you didn’t understand how he
knew God couldn’t be air because air is everywhere all the time
and the teacher didn’t know but they never say they don’t
know, they just make you feel stupid for asking something.
Y ou were supposed to pray but you couldn’t lead the prayers
because you were a girl and you couldn’t read from the Torah
so a whole bunch o f boys who were a lot stupider than you got
to do all the important things and you weren’t supposed to
argue with God although the rabbis did it all the time but you
were a girl and you weren’t allowed to be a rabbi anyw ay and
all the rabbis who argued with Him were dead anyway and
none o f the rabbis you ever saw or heard who were alive ever
argued with God at all. Y ou thought they just didn’t care
enough but they kept telling you rules and what you had to do
and what you couldn’t do and how to grow up and what to
think but you knew that the dead rabbis couldn’t have been
like them and hadn’t just learned rules and so sometimes you
would write arguments in the margins o f books just like the
great rabbis because you wanted to make commentaries like
they did but you weren’t supposed to write in any holy book
even if it was for children so you would have to hide your
writings and you would have to try to argue with God out
loud in person but hiding it but mostly you would talk with
God when you were crying for your mother or had had a big
fight with her or if you were very scared. I had a big fight with
God when I learned in Hebrew School that women couldn’t
go into the Tem ple when they had their periods because I got
mine when I was nine, I was an adult when I went to the
movies alone in the Bible, and it had hurt so terrible, so bad,
and still did every month, and I couldn’t think when anyone
would need God more, and how could He keep me aw ay and
say aw ful things like that I was unclean when He gave you the
thing. We were studying Leviticus and I was in class and I was
angry with the teacher who sat slumped over the book and
told me what God had said which I could see for m yself N o
one else was upset but maybe they hadn’t gotten their periods
yet and the teacher never would and he could go into the
Tem ple all the time, the whole month, all slumped over and
stupid. When I had it out with God I tried to explain over and
over that I really was sincere and w hy would He want to keep
someone sincere like me out o f the Tem ple and there w asn’t
any good answer that I could figure out except that it w asn’t
sincerity God was looking for; He wanted people w ho didn’t
bleed so w hy had He made you bleed; and you thought that
having a baby would be even worse and hurt even more and
He said you were even more unclean and had to stay out even
longer but you could solve that by not having a baby. And if
you had a baby you would have nine months when you could
go into the Temple and make God happy but when it got real
bad and you needed Him you couldn’t go because once it got
really bad and blood came you were unclean. I thought
women should have their babies in the Temple where God
was because it might hurt less. The teacher said you had to
accept things you didn’t understand and God didn’t have to be
fair but if God wasn’t who would be and how would they
know how? The teacher said that when he went to dinner in
people’s houses he would take a book out o f the people’s
bookcases and blow dust o ff it to show the wife the books
weren’t clean and how lazy and dirty she was. He said the
books were always dusty because women were lazy and didn’t
take care o f their husbands’ books. I didn’t understand w hy it
wasn’t rude to blow dust o ff someone’s books and make them
feel bad and I couldn’t understand how she could stand it after
she had made him dinner and been real nice. But he just
laughed and said women were unclean and he had just proved
it. I asked him if his books were dusty and he said his wife
cleaned them and he blew on them. I didn’t go to God with the
problem o f the books and the dust but I didn’t think it was fair
either. I asked my mother and she said he was my teacher and I
should listen to him but I decided not to anymore. N o w I had
another problem on my mind. Why was what the man did less
bad if I wasn’t a child? If I was a grown-up and went to the
movies and wanted to see the movie, w hy would it be less bad
if the man stopped me and if he scared me and if I had to run
away and i f he hurt me and if he made me cry and i f I didn’t
want him sitting next to me and whispering or anything. I
wanted to know if God thought it was less bad; and I hated the
adults for saying it was less bad. I wanted to know where God
was when the man was there and w hy God didn’t make the
man go away. I wanted to know if God was there too. The
Hebrew School teachers said God knows everything and can
do anything and H e’s always there, everywhere. I believed He
could do anything and knew everything but I didn’t think He
was always there because too many bad things happened and if
He was there they couldn’t ju st happen; how could they? I f I
see someone do something bad I’m not supposed to ju st
watch. M om m a says call the police or an adult. H ow could He
be in the movies with me when the man came? He w ouldn’t
even come to m y room after because He knew all about it and
felt ashamed for making such a horrible man. I knew He could
do anything and made us all so w hy did He make that man?
Was God there like the teachers kept saying and the rabbis kept
saying and did He look or was He looking somewhere else
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