Nowadays Orthodoxy is all about sex. Immodesty, promiscuity, homosexuality: the public discourse of the Orthodox Jewish world seems disproportionately to take place in the bedroom, the dressing room, and the closet.
When my daughter Talia turned 3, I told her about the mommy’s egg and the daddy’s seed, and how the fetus developed inside the uterus, and how the baby emerged nine months later.
And then, for a time, I waited for questions. But Talia, who can pry and prod with the persistence of a reporter, who perceives the slightest shift in my tone, who will stop whatever she’s doing when she detects an “adult” conversation nearby, made no further inquiries.