Pissed

In the past few months my own life has been great, but there is plenty else wrong.

In Hurricane Sandy, children's lives were washed away.

There was a brief but terrifying war in Israel.

On my daughter's birthday, a seventh grader in the school where I work died from cancer after several long years fighting it.

And now this unfathomable school shooting in CT.

It all makes my rabbi friend's fairly young death from pancreatic cancer in September seem like a walk in the park.

When you read a siddur, prayers are carefully written out in a gentle and awe-filled way as if afraid to step on G-d's toes.

I'm past that right now.

G-d... can you please just make the bad shit stop?