Dating Outside the Tribe
AM NEW YORK - "THE DATING LIFE"
JULY 31, 2006
BY JULIA ALLISON
The Boyfriend and I have spent much of our dating lives in inter-faith relationships -- him with a predilection for Catholics, me leaning towards Jews -- so it seemed very appropriate to take him to see "Jewtopia" for our anniversary last week.
Written and performed by the hysterical team of Bryan Fogel and Sam Wolfson, "Jewtopia," is a brilliant off-Broadway comedic play about inter-faith relationships between Jews and Gentiles. Specifically, it centers on two guy friends -- one Jewish, one Christian -- who each want to date and marry outside of their religion, much to the other's confusion. ("I like Jewish girls," says one. "WHY?" sputters the other incredulously.)
There's hardly a person in New York who hasn't at one point or another dated, or even married, outside their faith. In fact, according to the National Jewish Population Survey, 47% of Jews wed non-Jews in the years 1996-2001, up from 13% before 1970.
Despite that trend, doing so still isn't celebrated in some households -- a fact that "Jewtopia" highlights through humorous send-ups of the typical Jewish family pressure to marry "within the tribe."
To wit: "I'm a Jewish man ... Do you have any idea the kind of pressure my family puts me under to marry a Jewish girl? I'm getting 10 to 20 phone calls a week, from my mother and my bubbee ... and do you know why they're calling me? Because they all know someone who's got a daughter or a granddaughter that they want to set me up with! They will stop at nothing! Last week my mother set me up on a blind date with her gynecologist! That is wrong!"
I suppose it's not surprising then, that my very first "real" relationship -- with a Jew, of course -- didn't go over well with his Israeli-born parents. Never mind that I was 16 and not even remotely looking to get hitched, let alone breed half-Jews.
And never mind that although I was raised Protestant, I'm 50%, 25% or 0% Jewish, depending upon who you talk with in my family. None of that mattered. I wasn't a true Jew, and they didn't want their son contributing to the demise of a watered-down Jewish civilization.
Of course, eight years later their son is on his fourth blonde-haired, blue-eyed Aryan girlfriend, and I'm with a guy who was bar-mitzvah'd at the Hotel Bel-Air and loves to get out of household chores by insisting that "I'm a Jew. I write checks." Sigh.
