My mother was a modern woman with a limited interest in religion. When the sun set and the fast of the Day of Atonement ended, she shot from the synagogue like a rocket to dance the Charleston.

I was not comfortable worshipping another Jew.

Early on I saw the repression and idolatry of Stalinism, and when it cracked, I was open to religion again.

Pious XII was too neutral to mention the gas chambers; decent people like my own family were turned into devils by crude Christianity.

Discrimination against Jews can be read in Thomas Aquinas, and insults against Jews in Martin Luther.

This Christian poison hasn't stopped yet.

I still go to a Christian priory for retreats.