OPINION: Becoming an undercover Jew

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OPINION: Becoming an undercover Jew

LIFT: An ordinary car service ride took a surprising turn recently when a student revealed she was Jewish.

LIFT: An ordinary car service ride took a surprising turn recently when a student revealed she was Jewish.

Ezra Fax

LIFT: An ordinary car service ride took a surprising turn recently when a student revealed she was Jewish.

Ezra Fax

Ezra Fax

LIFT: An ordinary car service ride took a surprising turn recently when a student revealed she was Jewish.

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Growing up in a Modern Orthodox community in a free country, I’ve always been proud of my Judaism and have felt safe to express it. But is there a limit to how open I should be?

On an early afternoon in late December, during winter break, I called a Lyft — an Uber-like transportation service — to meet some friends for lunch. I don’t usually chat with drivers, but he seemed friendly and struck up what sounded like harmless holiday small talk.

“How was your Christmas?” he asked.

Normally, I would mumble a couple of words to avoid furthering the topic, but this time I decided to just lay it straight.

“I don’t celebrate Christmas,” I said. “I’m Jewish.”

That’s when I experienced something I had never experienced before — antisemitism.

The driver said that Jews killed Jesus, and that this made the entire nation untrustworthy; that if Hitler had taken over America like in the show The Man in the High Castle, it would be scary “for you guys,” and that the six million slaughtered during the Holocaust wasn’t a lot.

In the moment, I didn’t realize that this was antisemitism, because — having never been exposed to it — I didn’t really understand that it could be expressed in a form other than terrorism.

So I said goodbye to the Lyft driver, and went on with my day. I gave him three out of five stars, instead of the perfect rating I usually give, and wrote that “he made inappropriate comments about Jews.”

But for the rest of the week there was an unsteadiness in me. Were these comments more than “inappropriate”? Did he deserve zero stars? Finally I asked my dad about it.

He was shocked by what the driver had said, and asked me why I told him I was Jewish. In some circumstances, my dad explained, it’s better not to share your Jewish identity. I was taken aback when he said this — I hadn’t even questioned telling the driver that I was Jewish.

If I am afraid of telling people I’m Jewish, does that mean I’m not proud of who I am?

After some thought, I realized that no, it does not. Pride will be there, regardless of whether you choose to share it with the world. It’s personal, internal. The way you feel on the inside doesn’t have to always mirror what you say on the outside.

And I get it — for a proud Jew, it might require an incredible amount of discipline to keep quiet when your religion is attacked by an antisemite. But sometimes safety is more important than expressing your opinion.

So It is okay to hide your Judaism, and you’re not any less of a Jew if you do.

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