Friday, January 28, 2011

Colorful Imaginings

There was once a Jew who sat down somewhere.  He made a little movement and knocked down a cup. The cup went crashing on the floor and shattered.  Some who saw this reported the news to others, but the others didn't care. However, when it was mentioned that it was a Jew that knocked down the cup, there was a great uproar.  whole countries launched protests,  people screamed in the streets. Others argued, "what's the big deal, he's just a Jew, just one percent of the population." Others argued back, "He threw the cup on purpose! He knew what he was doing!" they gnashed their teeth. There were riots of various countries, many were killed.

The poor fellow bent down and picked up all the pieces he could find.  He tried to put the cup together. Unfortunately, he couldn't figure where all the pieces go.  As time passed, he gave his two sons the job to fix this cup.  One held a candle the other worked on the cup. Which glue worked best, where do the pieces go, etc. It was now the job of these two boys.

Alas, they could not fix the cup.  And they each gave the job over to their sons, they each had two sons.  So the new four workers toiled at repairing the cup. Despite the chaos around the world, they tried to ignore it and focus on repairing the cup.  Time passed, and these four had children, who had children who had children.

Finally, it was a whole group, a whole community of people who held candles and who worked at repairing the cup. Myths were made about the glorious cup and what grand good it would bring to the world. Legends were created.

One person, seeing the great amount of people working on the cup rejoiced and said, "Isn't it grand how great we have become?!"

Everyone looked at him dryly.  This many people and still they couldn't fix the cup.  They weren't so proud: quantity made for embarrassment.

Finally, they had all but found the pieces of the cup.  They found a great glue that could keep the pieces together!! All the pieces that they had found formed the cylinder part of the cup and the handle.  They just needed to find the bowl part of the cup; the part that holds things.  Everyone got down searching for that piece.

One sweet child found a little black bowl look piece. "Could this be it?!!" He screamed excitedly.

An adult grabbed the piece and brought it to the table.  It seemed to fit. Perfectly. But there was a problem.  This piece  That was somewhat of a no no. After all the hype put into what a glorious cup this would be, the thought of a black piece seemed quite out of place.  The elders rejected the piece and ordered the people to keep search. Surely there was another piece that really belongs.

And they searched...and searched....

Quotable Quotes:

" The stone which the builders rejected is become the chief corner-stone."
(Psalms 118:22)


Long, long ago there used to be these Jewish sages who were so well versed in the issues blood that they could tell which blood renders someone unclean.  For instance, brownish or yellowish  discharged was deemed clean; whereas redish or blackish was unclean. The brown and the yellow is most likely from something else and not blood. But the Black was related to the red in that it was probably old dried up blood.

There as still rabbis today who can figure this out but I don't think to the same degree as back then.



Coins have two sides. Most things have two sides. Someone could read what I wrote right above and think of red as a bad thing.  Unclean, blood, etc. Red is also the color associated with the planet Mars. Mars brings up connotations of war (according to Roman mythology).  The god of war was quite revered and worshipped in Rome. Red, Mars is also associated with Satan.  And true enough, many Muslims referred to western Europe (and America?) -the progeny of Rome- as the "great Satan".  In addition, when Yaakov had to fight this mysterious angel/being who tackled him why they were fleeing from Laban, some say it was the guardian angel of Esau- which is Satan.

But its not limited to that.  The good side of red is that it IS the color of  life sustaining blood!  This blood, as some say, converts into milk for nursing mothers.

Many say that King David had red hair. But even though, like Esau -who was also reddish-- he had the urge to kill, he channeled to killing the enemies of his nation.

The color black also has many negative connotations.  But that is also not the end of the story...

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