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What JCADA Did to Me Because I Am a Convert to Judaism

M A
4 min read19 hours ago

Many people who meet me and hear my life story are shocked at the various injustices that I have endured came at me from all directions with no prior notice. More than once, I have been asked if I ever attempted suicide. I tell them no, of course, but I remember at least two who have said to me that if I had done it and succeeded, they would know right away who to accuse as my murderer. They say that only because I have not remained silent about an organization that rejected me when I sought help while I was still fighting to maintain the security of my children while their mother was showing very disturbing signs of easily identified psychotic behavior.

The organization in question has its head office in Rockville, Maryland. I had approached them when I feared for the safety of our children, especially because we had an autistic son who had already suffered more than any human being deserted to suffer before I relocated the family to the United States in February 1998. Because we had lived originally in Israel, I was too trusting when I approached a Jewish organization and hoped that they would intervene on my behalf. However, I was perhaps a bit naïve to think that a man would ever receive assistance from an organization that claims to be in favor of keeping a family safe and secure. I was to learn before long that there was one major difference that I failed to identify: misandry, a word that I had heard of but never saw a real-life example of it. It was thanks to this organization that I soon not only understood…

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M A
M A

Written by M A

A radically unconventional musician-writer, published in three languages, with a truly unbelievable life story.

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