We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
"Central to the Pesach seder is the recounting of the ten plagues. As moderns educated in natural science, the story strikes us as childish, as primitive, as mythological. Yet we may be missing the point of these extraordinary events if we understand it as an ancient superstition. Instead the miracle is a symbol of the spontaneity in history, a faith in the changeability of oppressive regimes. What appears as a historical necessity, a small people subject to a great empire, is revealed as an illusion. God's miraculous intervention in Egypt presents history as an open-textured drama. There is an unpredictable Power present in the universe, the God of surprise.
"Belief in miracle is the basis of the "hope model" of Judaism. Exodus becomes a call to revolutionary hope regardless of the conditions of history. Out of this memory of redemption, they can defy the given conditions. The act of protest against their environment can occur because the Jews possess a memory of the impossible that became possible. The order that people observe in the cosmos and in history, is not irreversible. Tomorrow will not necessarily be like today."
So we repeat:
"In every generation one is obligated to see oneself as one who personally went out from Egypt. Just as it says, 'You shall tell your child on that very day, It's because of this that God did for me when I went out from Egypt.' " (Exodus 13:8)
no, we sure don't. All we can do is bear too late witness. The entire 1930s to do something but nobody did, and so among much else, those two little children, older brother and baby sister, were thrown away as if less than nothing. But we know better --we can look into their poor little eyes and see their striving hearts. oh, God damn it.
buddy ... and now, the anti-Israel lobby is emerging from hiding in our country and ginning up more Israel hatred, just when all the middle-eastern countries are trying to achieve a complete wipe-out of Israel. If it weren't so tragic, it would be almost comic, to blame the present recession on the Jews, when this has been an equal opportunity and participation mess which has included dam near everybody of all creeds and colors.
--take a look at the artsandlettersdaily.com site --scroll down a ways to the story of David Koker. It's another one of those things just don't belong in the 20th century --but are there anyway.
The quote from Koker's diary about the day Himmler came to the camp is almost unbearable --not in the prose, but in the prose juxtaposed to the current reader's knowledge. Both men had about the same life span in front of them at the time --in all liklihood unbeknownst to either of them. Koker was 22 or so, and a poet. His portrait is in the illo of the article.
What's to say? The world is to say, but where are the words?