Dear Mel,
I think we need a trial separation. I'd love to say it's me and not you... but I'd be lying. It's you. You hurt and disappointed me. I used to love (to watch) you. The sparkle in your eye. That mischievous grin. It was a match made in heaven. Then you changed. It was a slow process, just enough to make my eyes wander. But when you got drunk and said those things... those terrible things. You broke my heart, Mel. Suddenly I was no longer a fan. I was a Jew. Someone that you blamed for the world's problems. How someone living in Southern California and ekking out a living in Healthcare could be bunched in with strangers living in the middle east is beyond me. I spent my life helping people. I gave when I didn't have enough to spare for myself. I never looked at people as non-Jews. We're all people. Human beings just trying to make our world better.

I'm not asking for a divorce. I just need some time away to reflect on what has happened. One day I hope to be able to pop in my Lethal Weapon video and not think about what you have become. Or what you were all along.

Your Jewish fan,

Odessa