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When I lived in South Carolina, a woman I worked with actually asked me if "you Jews celebrate Thanksgiving?" Then they kept inviting me to their Wednesday evening Baptist services, telling me that "some Jews do believe in Jesus." Did they ever just invite me over for coffee? Nope.
Then there's the opposite phenomenon, which is just as annoying. It's the "we love you because we think you're one of us" maneuver. I experienced this one the other day. I was introduced to a woman at a volunteer event. She was pleasant but not overly friendly. Then during the course of the morning, I happened to mention that I did not want to work on Yom Kippur, a Jewish holiday. Boing! My new acquaintance sprung to life as if someone had just given her a blood transfusion. She fixed her gaze at me and excitedly asked if I was Jewish. I said I was but that I didn't attend services. No matter; there was no stopping Jew Woman now! She was my new instant best friend. She reached out her hand to high five me and began to happily chatter away about the Jewish congregation in the county, who I knew, who I was married to, whether I had kids, blah, blah, blah. Suddenly I was the most intriguing person in the room! What utter BS!
If you find your faith gives you comfort, that's great. I don't mean to disparage religion. I just find that it's one facet of who a person is (perhaps). There is so much more to know about people than their religious affiliations, and it really ticks me off that people use religion to band together like a pack of jackals and exclude those who don't "belong." So join me, High Priestess Lolamouse in my Divine Temple of the Unaffiliated. Or don't; I don't care.