I. At Work
Opening a box of Xmas donations yesterday, I laughed to see these cards. Are they perfect for the mood this season?
I didn't buy the cards, but if they're still there today, I'm going to.
Today is Hot Lunch Day. I'm taking in two batches of minestrone (vegetables in tomato base w/ spaghetti & cannellini beans)--one with Italian sausage (pork), one without.
One coworker thanked me last week for a vegetarian option. A couple Muslim coworkers don't eat pork, and a couple don't eat any red meat, but I know others love it.
I just use whatever ingredients I get at the food shelf.
Work has been great, but Amina, my replacement, is not keeping up. I worked five hours in BOOK's yesterday and had to leave it looking like this (and this is just one corner):
Amina's a lovely girl (almost twenty), and very smart, but not very physically attuned.
I like her as a person, if not as a coworker.
She's from a Somali family, and she wears a hijab and long brown or black dresses. She's also a fantasy fan, and the other day she was wearing a Star Wars hoodie, with the hood pulled up over her headscarf.
"You look like one of the Sand People," I said, "with your hood up."
[Looking them up, I think I meant Jawas?]
Later I thought that might be insulting, and I apologized the next day.
"No, no, I thought it was funny," she said.
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II. Life During and After Life
Speaking of funereal matters, I want to add to what I wrote yesterday that while I find the story of reincarnation helpful, I take the more Jewishy perspective that we can't know if there's an afterlife, and it doesn't much matter:
What's more important is what we do here, in our life on Earth.
Reincarnation is, for me, a reminder that a person might not be able to do all that much, and that's okay.
My actual beliefs pretty much line up with author Marge Piercy's:
"What you’ve got is what you’ve got. It increases the poignancy.--From this interesting article-- different Jewish writers and thinkers respond to the question:
You’re given a life, you do the best you can, you do what you must do, what’s right for you,
and then you wear out and you’re done."
"Is There Life After Death? Jewish Thinking on the Afterlife".
(Judaism, as you may know, doesn't take a hard line on the subject.)
Max Brooks, author of a favorite book, World War Z, about zombies--says he's more concerned with Disaster Preparedness in the here-and-now. He says,
"I have no idea if there’s an afterlife. I’d like there to be. I’d like to think that when I said goodbye to my mom, it wasn’t forever.That was 2011--it hasn't gotten more right-side out since then.
But how would I know? Because some guy in the desert wrote a book and told me so? I don’t go in for that stuff.
I grew up in California, so it’s all about disaster preparedness for me.
We had earthquake drills; nuclear war drills, because it was the Reagan era; and then we had real disasters, we had fires, we had the Rodney King riots. L. A. was never safe.
And now [2011] it’s even worse—9/11, global warming.
So I took that mindset of disaster preparedness and applied it to a science fiction concept.
Zombie culture has really taken off in the last decade and it’s because of the times we’re living in.
The world hasn’t been this inside-out since the 1970s, and that was the last time zombies were popular."
Hm... Disaster Preparedness could make a good zine topic...
Only this year did I procure a first-aid kit, and a length of rope.
I don't know what for, exactly--but rope always comes in handy in disasters, right? For tying up zombies?
Like Michonne, here, in The Walking Dead:
III. Reading
Speaking of books, here's one of my favorite paintings, "The Magdalen Reading", by Rogier van der Weyden, c. 1435 (at the Nat'l Gallery, London):
I'd sent the picture of "Durga Slaying the Orange Monster" (posted a couple days ago) to a friend, who thanked me for the detailed explanation I included.
The friend is someone I 'd met years ago at the Catholic Church, and I wrote back saying I needed the explanation of Hindu iconography myself, but neither of us would for, say, this Christian painting, which we can easily read:
To Mary's right dangles a rope of prayer beads.
The jar on the floor must signify the ointment she anointed Jesus' feet with.
I don't know, but I'd guess she's reading the Psalms---at any rate, it must be the Hebrew scriptures.
Her hair is covered modestly, but are the drapes of her skirt rather... fleshy? That fold between her knees? A reminder of her renunciation of her sexual past?
Hm, I know these visual cues mostly from studying art history, but Catholicism fills in the story.
It's funny what you know, what you think you know, what you know you can't know... etc.
Tootle-oo, all. Go forth! Be Prepared!
i love those cards and would buy them in a heartbeat! most of the time i find such sappy ones. i find some 1980s vintage ones last year that i used.
ReplyDeleteeek! all the books and this being the time of year when people tend to buy more books. can i come for a week and put them out (i mean put them in a box to ship to meeeee!)
kirsten
Kirsten, the cards were still on the shelf so I got them – – there are 10 and I will put five in the mail to you!
DeleteI like that her book is supported by the kind of cradle you see supporting rare books in museum vitrines.
ReplyDeleteBut the red ink -- would that ever appear in Jewish scripture? (And in book form?) I think she’s probably reading the New Testament in Latin -- how's that for anachronism? :)
Hi, Michael! I looked up “red ink in Hebrew scriptures” and found:
Delete“In Hebrew-Aramaic texts, the first attestation of red next to black ink are the rubrics in the Deir ʿAlla Balaam inscription from around the ninth or eighth century bce … After this, *****there are very few attestations of bicoloured Hebrew manuscripts.”
So yeah, You must be right that she’s reading the new testament – – she’s probably reading all the parts about herself! How wonderfully meta!
(Text from:
www.aai.uni-hamburg.de/en/comst/pdf/bulletin1/pp29-33.pdf)
How do you transport soup for a group (poem!) on your bike? Inquiring minds and all that. Anyway, a good deed in a weary world for sure. On a more mundane level it also makes me hungry for vegetable soup, must look to see what is hiding in my freezer.
ReplyDeleteCheers, Ceci
Hey, Ceci – – that’s an important detail! I put the soups in separate Ziploc bags and carry them in my bike pannier, which mounts on my rear bike-rack.
DeleteOrphans are never but always prepared, no shoes? OK- no jacket- OK- no fear- ok. They do not know what future means or what history means there is just the box that they spend a good deal of their time in and the great out there when they are taken out- there.- by the human.
ReplyDeleteThat lady reading a story has a sippy cup and a book napkin - her green dress has too much fabric for climbing trees. We hope that she takes it off when she does climb trees.
The cards are perfect!
The Girlettes are the same as your Orphans in this!
DeleteNOT WORRIED.
They say the lady in the picture owns “play-clothes to put on after school”.
But what is the little fist from under the bedcovers?
ReplyDeleteHa, ha, Joanne! Good eye! But it’s a foot not a fist – – the national Gallery explains that this painting was part of a larger piece or a diptych – – the person in front of her was kneeling, so that’s his toes peeking out from the red fabric of his ropes.
DeleteBut I like your fist in the bedcovers better – – I suppose it’s her fat little baby all wrapped up!