Okay, getting back to it, Jacob has 12 kids at the time of Joseph’s birth. And Joseph is, well, I guess a typical snot-nosed youngest brother. Yes, I get to say this because I, too, am the youngest.
Unlike with Isaac and Jacob, Jacob dotes on the youngest. He is the favorite. So much so that Jacob gives him a coat of many colors. Now, in our modern view, we’re unimpressed because we can tie-dye many colors in a single shirt with easy. Dying clothing in ancient times, though, was not only time-consuming, but very expensive. This is a symbol of wealth and favoritism is ever there was one.
The coat itself is not a problem. As a youngest, I can attest that we get the coolest stuff. Why, because, generally, the parents have figured out the parenting thing, already made all the other investments in child-raising, and have kind of come into their own when it comes to wealth. After 12 kids, Jacob and his women have things well in hand and he has expanded his holdings significantly. Jacob is wealthy, so he buys the youngest the coolest thing. For me it was a TV in my room with a VCR. My brothers still insist I was spoiled rotten (they just jelly).
No, the coat is not the big problem (it’s still a problem, just not the straw that broke the camel’s back). Joseph is the problem. See, he’s been getting dreams, and one of them he tells to his siblings. As a result, he gets the beat down he so richly deserved.