Not a word was spoken.

Went to a bar mitzvah tonight. The father spoke about his son's love for learning. He learns this. He learns that. Tosfos. He schtaigs. No one word about mitzvos, Not one word about yiras Shemayim; although he did thank Hashem for his many brochos. He said the thing you hear alot these days about the businessman who boasts of his yissaschar-zevulun setup and the olam haba he'll get. But what about olam hazeh? That's from learning. Learning is life.

What about the other 612 mitzvos? What about chesed? What bout middos?

Not a word was spoken.

We have a serious problem with apikorsis these days. It's everywhere.