Ruby hears the Call.
“Dad, I want to be a Jew.”
Ruby told me this tonight. Perhaps she senses that we are unanchored and being violently tossed in an ahistoric tempestrous sea of hypercomplexity. Her words were wanting, but her hurt was palpable to me: how do we find meaning as rootless, post-ethnic cosmopolitans, at the verge of being swamped totatlly by our poisonous relativism?
It all made sense. So I asked her: “Why, child, why do you want to be a Jew?”
”Because in “Prince of Egypt” Moses gets to talk to a bush and it’s God. That’s cool.”
Damn you, Spielberg!!!!!
Ruby told me this tonight. Perhaps she senses that we are unanchored and being violently tossed in an ahistoric tempestrous sea of hypercomplexity. Her words were wanting, but her hurt was palpable to me: how do we find meaning as rootless, post-ethnic cosmopolitans, at the verge of being swamped totatlly by our poisonous relativism?
It all made sense. So I asked her: “Why, child, why do you want to be a Jew?”
”Because in “Prince of Egypt” Moses gets to talk to a bush and it’s God. That’s cool.”
Damn you, Spielberg!!!!!
Labels: The Moppets
posted by Greg Mills at 9:36 PM
1 Comments:
"how do we find meaning as rootless, post-ethnic cosmopolitans, at the verge of being swamped totatlly by our poisonous relativism?"
Greg, it's easy. It's called, "Facebook."
G.
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