Where Do I Begin Regarding These Past 10 Days? Well...

Just bear with me. I went into ITB surgery on the 17th of July (and still owe my friend a tallit or weaved tzitziyot--and there was no way that, regardless of what I wanted, I could take up weaving in the hospital). The actually installation of the ITB pump was on the 18th (since they did a trial run with ITB on the 17th), and the next few days were Hell in at least some ways (Some people actually gave a ****--or at least more of a **** than they normally would about me--, so that didn't make it complete Hell.). I then got transferred to Mt. Washington Pediatric Hospital from Johns Hopkins on the 22nd of July, and I've been at MWPH since.

As my aunt put my situation, I've had a lot of time to reflect--and, as usual and of course, some of my reflecting has gotten Mom mad at me. That's why I now have two Facebook accounts--one for my private life, and one for the life that Mom doesn't like. The life that she doesn't like, of course, is my life as a commentator, blogger, and other kind of pundit, kvetcher, or whatever I am. She hates that, for example, I talk about subjects that aren't "lighter subjects" when people come to visit me. 

Further, my second account was just originally a backup account to which someone sent me a bizarre friend request. So, everything seemed to come together as a "perfect storm"--I needed (and need) to keep my Mom and others out of my punditry and the fray thereof (for all of our sakes), I am a quasi-public figure (for both good and bad, with fame and infamy) that needs to start separating my public and private domains at some point, anyway; and I frankly don't want my family telling me what I can and cannot talk about--especially much of my life is driven by that (as I've often copied and pasted--or at least referred to) "nothing is secret that will not be revealed, nor anything hidden that will not be known and come to light."

My life is driven by being informed and informing others about what I know. After all, "Tzedek, tzedek tirdof--Justice, justice, you shall pursue." That's why I talk about our scattered, broken, and at-least-somewhat-corrupt family--for example, my family (e.g., Mary Rusnak Gaydos) was responsible for the murder of at least six Holocaust victims (Vilmosz, "Dudus", Pepi, Zoli, Miklos, and Sandor)--and they're only the ones that I could surely name off hand. My family also helped bring down Richard Nixon (Remember that Pop-Pop was IRS Agent John "Jack" Czarnecki and was the same Jack Czarnecki who served tax papers to Nixon via his attorneys.)--and the catch was that Nixon was a virulent Anti Semite who hated Jewish Democrats, and none other than a self-loathing Jewish Democrat was used to bring him down.

And what was the boring and mundane story that I got offhand? Oh, the Foskos wrote to Mary Gaydos asking for money, and she sent food (and during the Depression when the U.S. was hit harder than Czechoslovakia and Hungary--which alone should've alerted me to the fact that was a hole in the story), and that Pop-Pop was involved with Watergate (and, later, served papers to Nixon). 

I had no idea that my great-grandmother was a rotten kapo. By the way, you can get offended all that you want; but to deny relatives who are desperate and breaking their rules about not writing to "meshuadim" is a chillul-Yehovah (and given that Great-Grandma Gaydos professed to be a Christian, a chillul-Yeshua); and she deserves that get called for the kapo that she was--even though she's dead and has been dead since 1992. Besides, she wasn't called out for years; some in the family still defend her; Yehoshua's side understandably stopped talking to us for good again after that, and we're still cursed--"‘The Lord is longsuffering and abundant in mercy, forgiving iniquity and transgression; but He by no means clears the guilty, visiting the iniquity of the fathers on the children to the third andfourth generation.’" By the way, in case you didn't get the memo by now, I'm of the fourth generation if you count Mary Gaydos as of the first, of the third if you count Grandma as of the first--and my children and the other (as much as Jack and Joan hate it) children of Jack's and Joan's grandchildren, and the children of my second cousins (their great-grandnephews and great-grandnieces) are set to be doomed because of the promised (not idly threatened--promised!) curse that Great-Grandma Gaydos set upon the family.

Also, given that the family continues to cover up for Great-Grandma Gaydos, we're repeating her chillul-Yehovah. So, what are we going to do with the family who made aliyah? Are we going to repeat Great-Grandma Gaydos' sin against Vilmosz and sin against them when push comes to shove with Iran? Are we going to say, "We can't help you" again--and, also again, wreck our testimony (and testimonies) regarding Yeshua while we're at it? I don't know about them, but I'm even making aliyah if and when I can--if they're part of the "the residue of those who remain of this evil family, who remain in all the places where [Yehovah has] driven [us]", that's not my problem.

As far as Pop-Pop, as I've said, none other than a self-loathing Jewish Democrat was used to bring Nixon down. Again, none other than a self-loathing Jewish Democrat was used to bring him down. "[S]elf-loathing"! For what? He let the Anti Semites who tried to bring his grandparents down bring him down. What the heck is the matter with a Jew who brought an Anti Semite down and won't say, "Yeah, G-d used me to bring that S.O.B. down?" Are you that afraid of your heritage, Pop-Pop?

"Has a nation changed its gods, Which are not gods? But My people have changed their Glory Forwhat does not profit." Here was an opportunity for the son of pogrom and other Anti-Semitism survivors to say, "Yes, I am a Jew, a proud Jew; and G-d has used me to bring down one who went against His people"--and he squandered the opportunity. What a shame, especially when the glory should've gone to G-d! "For as the sash clings to the waist of a man, so I have caused the whole house of Israel and the whole house of Judah to cling to Me,’ says the Lord, ‘that they may become My people, for renown, for praise, and for glory; but they would not hear.’"

Pretending to be a gentile, Polish-Lithuanian-American Catholic is worth the holding back of glory to G-d and a voice for the Jewish people?! "Do not abhor us, for Your name’s sake; Do not disgrace the throne of Your glory. Remember, do not break Your covenant with us." Continuous Anti Semitism in return for standing up for and helping my people is worth far more than Crypto Jewishness and assimilation that will not help one in the end. 

Thus, there are just two examples right there--and two examples that I never want to see a repeat of or parallel to in my family or any family ever again. Of course, as I've said, Mom doesn't like when I talk about all this. Well (and thanks to Christians United For Israel for using this verse as their mission statement), "For Zion’s sake I will not hold My peace, And for Jerusalem’ssake I will not rest, Until her righteousness goes forth as brightness, And her salvation as a lamp that burns."

Pursuing justice, therefore, begins with pursuing justice for my people and within my family--and that includes talking about my family history and other subjects which are to my mom's chagrin for me to talk about. Also, again, that's why one Facebook account for my private life, and one for my life as a commentator, blogger, and other kind of pundit, kvetcher, or whatever I am. After all, as aforestated, I want to keep my family (including my mom) out of the ever-increasing fray of my pursuits of justice and tikun-ha'olam.