Well, What Else?

So the holiday/holy days are over; another passion play has ended. Eggs colored and eaten, lots of lily plants on tables, left-over ham, and relatives now back at their own homes. Enduring Christians are once again satisfied that ‘He has risen’ and somehow that reenactment will satisfy them for another year. By the way, is it really important that he rose from the dead? Or is it more important that he rose to a higher human spirit which revealed the God inside?

Our Jewish brethren are still celebrating Passover- reenacting another biblical myth about angels, blood and demons. The Orthodox Christians have not yet had their Easter because they cannot celebrate until the Jewish Passover is finished.

Of course the celebration of Easter, the ‘most important celebration’ in Christianity, is of pagan origin. Even the name- the name Easter comes to us from Ostera, the Anglo-Saxon goddess of spring, or Eostra, the Teutonic goddess or from Ishtar, the Babylonian goddess of spring. Astarte to the Greeks. About the Easter Bunny- Eostra was the goddess of spring and fertility, and feasts were held in her honor on the Vernal Equinox. Her symbol was the rabbit because of the animal’s high reproduction rate. The eggs? Pagan symbols of fertility, too.

So what do fertility celebrations have to do with crucifixion? Go figure. That’s an extra-credit assignment. And when is the date of Easter? Check the sun, not the Son.

I’m sure that in some evangelical/fundamentalist circles there was talk both inside the churches and at the dinner table about non-Christians and/or atheists and agnostics or liberal churches. And I’m quite sure that it was unanimously concluded that ‘they’ were all doomed for hell.  And would you please pass the ham.  Did Jesus eat ham?

Religion surely is a satirist’s dream bag. And a killing field too boot, both figuratively as well as in reality. I wonder in which future century the word ‘religion’ will finally fade from the human vocabulary? And I wonder where the last bastion of religiosity will be found? Maybe it will be not unlike those Japanese soldiers found hiding many months after the end of WWII- the soldiers who didn’t know that it was over.

Or will there always be pockets of holdouts scattered throughout the world, clinging to their ancient holy books, knowing that they alone know the righteous path?

 

 

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4 thoughts on “Well, What Else?

  1. I have a lot of Greek friends in Detroit, I would go to their homes on Easter and have red eggs. The eggs were dyed red and baked into a bread. When I was 15 my best friend was Dimi Kazakos. I leaned so much about Greek
    culture and cuisine from his mother, who looked like the profile from an
    ancient greek coin. Dimi would always tell everyone that his mother was a
    Lesbian, because she really was born on the Isle of Lesbos.The Greek tradition of course is eggs are a sign of the renewal of life and good christians never miss a chance to embue a symbol with some good old fashioned sadism and pain…so hence, the blood red eggs. Sometimes I
    wax nostalgic for a real Detroit Easter Ham…with a crackly glaze of brown sugar, French’s bright yellow Mustard and yes, this is what makes it truly Detroit, Vernors Ginger Ale. That was the house recipe. A house full of kids in a full sugar frenzy…Here, of course, the easter dinner is traditionally lamb, and yes we did a gigot d’agneau….
    Here, yes we have chocolate eggs, chics and bunnies, but they are not really French. The art of Chocolate, now that is French. But the real show items are bells. Big decorated chocolate Easter Bells (cloches de paques) the best ones are hollow and filled with chocolate truffe filled eggs and coquillage….and little chocolate fish. Coquillage is faux chocolate shell fish and shrimp. Little snails and scallops.
    If you like chocolate, a very good time to come to France is early spring. That is the traditional time for the high artistry of chocolate. That makes a lot of sense, because chocolate is ephemeral. When it’s too cold, you can’t really taste it. When it is too warm, well, even the best intentions leave a chocolaty mess…..
    I have been collecting old chocolate molds…I tried to make a bell this year, but I had a disaster when I tried to fit the two halves together….so, I went to plan b….I remelted the chocolate and used a fish mold….and filled the hollw half fish with chocolate eggs, starfish, scallops and snails!

    1. Chocolate! You tempt me, Microdot, you devil!! Yet I wince at a chocolate snail. Good grief. Still, I’ll close me eyes and enjoy anyway.

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