Passover And Bread

Posted: April 9th, 2009 | Author: miconian | Filed under: Miconian At Large | Tags: , , , , , , | Comments

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The whole idea of matzoh is that the Hebrews fleeing Egypt didn’t have time to let the bread rise, so it came out flat. See, they were baking in preparation for their exodus, which took them forty years.

Supposedly, they did eat along the way. Considering that they managed to bake bread while enslaved, it’s not a stretch to think that they figured out a way to do it again while wandering in the desert. Plus, if you’re fleeing your home, the last thing you’d want to do is start baking break from scratch. That’s still true today, and we have much better bread-baking equipment now.

Not that I have any problem with contradictions that are inevitably built into myths. But the convolutions of this one in particular are interesting to me, because:

- Bread can actually be prepared over the course of centuries, so Read the rest of this entry »


Passover And The Wicked Son

Posted: April 9th, 2009 | Author: miconian | Filed under: Miconian At Large | Tags: , , | Comments

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The seder involves a ritual in which children ask scripted questions that make them seem like dumbasses, and the adults reply with scripted answers that made them sound like sages. Truthfully, the children, who probably just finished a unit on Passover in Hebrew School, know the answers to the questions much better than the adults do. Having them ask the questions out loud is more about reinforcing the fact that they’re kids with no power over their own lives than anything else.

My favorite question was always the one that is asked by “the Wicked Son.” The Wicked Son asks about the observers of Passover in the second person, i.e. “Why are you eating matzoh? Why are you eating bitter herbs?”

The harsh remonstrance from the adult (reading aloud from a book, while everybody sits there hungry) is that the wicked son just doesn’t get it. In the version that my relatives used, the answer to the wicked son ended with “If you had been in Egypt, you would not have deserved to be brought out.”

Now, when I read about Passover, the slavery in Egypt always seems to be depicted as a metaphor for the Holocaust. But that’s not how I was raised. We were commemorating an actual journey out of an actual desert. There were the plagues, and the drops of wine carried from the glass to the plate by a butter knife.

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