There are certain Yiddish words that just fit. When you say them, you know that everyone understands exactly what you feel and why you feel that way. And lately one words keeps coming to my mind all the time: Feh!
Feh: I am so disgusted. I have reached the age where I look at life in a different way. I get so disgusted with unreasonable behavior. With those more concerned about their own glory than the people they are supposed to serve. People so caught up in their political side that they are forgetting that people are now suffering without pay. That our economy is hurting, our people are hurting. Feh on them all. Actually, our political world is beyond feh! I would say it was all “verkakte,” screwed up! I have been calling my two senators several times a week. Does it help? Who knows! But I feel better for trying.
I am disgusted with baseless hatred. And with people who spew hatred. I am disgusted with the increased acts of ‘anti’ behavior: anti-Semitic, anti-LGBTQ, anti- immigrant, anti-anyone who is different than you. Feh on all the haters out there. I honestly never thought I would see an America so filled with hatred. But here we are! FEH! I could just ‘schrai,’ scream, in aggravation. And I do.
But my feh mood is more than just on the atmosphere of the political structure, it is also on the atmosphere of the world! Reading or watching or listening to the news has brought about many feh moments the last few months. I am at the point where I do not want to hear any more. But then I realize I have to listen. Despite my disgust and my temptation to yell, “Feh,” at my television, I keep on watching. But to be honest, this mishegoss is making me meshugah!
Then there is the atmosphere of the weather. Feh on the weather! Climate change is killing me. The summers are too darn hot! And this winter has been a polar bear of ice, snow, sleet, graupel, freezing rain and more. I am done. FEH! I do not want to kvetch, but who needs this weather? Not me.
Feh on the dirty snow piled on the roads and my driveway. Feh on the mud and muck coming into my home. Feh on the downed trees and limbs felled by 10 inches of wet nasty snow. Just FEH.
I am so tired of schlepping! I am tired of putting on layers of clothing and my boots. I am tired of schlepping a scarf and gloves and hat with me wherever I go, and then running back when I forget something or if fell as I was walking into a building. I am tired of schlepping my coat around when I go shopping at the grocery store. If I take it off it takes up too much of my cart; if I leave it on, I get too hot. Feh on my schlepping and my winter clothes!
I remember my grandmother saying feh on little things, like a mud-covered child, a dirty diaper, a messy face. My fehs have reached epic proportions this year. I am in super feh mode. There has to be a word to express my extreme disgust.
I honestly do not want to become verbissen, totally bitter, by all that is happening in the world at this time. But my feh mood seems to be over whelming some days!
zicharonot 
There’s another word that starts with F that I find I am using far too often for similar reasons. Feh wouldn’t be strong enough….
Lol!