Fritz has offered to father my children. I’ve agreed. Due to the fact that we share an appreciation for a handsome penis, we will not be getting married.
Also, I’ve just succeeded in stopping my toilet from running and am feeling all rugged and manly. I’m not sure if those two things–having a total stranger offer to make cantankerous babies with me and minor plumbing successes–are related, but I thought I’d share anyway.
Josh Tinley has a thoughtful post on a terrible passage in Judges. I don’t know how to make anything positive out of it either, but I look forward to seeing folks wrestle with it.
Also, when I got home, all the dirty dishes that were in the living room were in the dish washer.
And I finally got my own Tiny Cat Pants t-shirt and it’s cute as hell. I am tickled. I’m going to wear it while I walk the dog.
I can tell you how the Jewish traditions deal with it: by condemning Yiftach (sorry – I hate the English spelling of Biblical names…).
There is a story (well…not really a story. It’s from a collection of written Jewish traditions, laws, and interpretations which is studied alongside the Tanach [Bible] by Orthodox Jews), that says that while Yiftach was making his vow, the Shchina (Jewish equivalent of the Holy Ghost, kinda sorta) was crying. And CHAZAL (acronym for Our Wise Ones, May They Rest In Peace, referring to elder Rabbis from the days of the Sanhedrin, who established a lot of the oral traditions and laws) were very angry and asked why he didn’t undo his vow (there are ways in Judaism to formally undo a vow – for one, the High Priest can release you from your vow).
Basically, the consensus is and was that he was a selfish, egomanaiacal bastard, who fulfilled his vow to please himself and not God – and God was quite displeased with him and his vow.
Actually, the tradition goes further then that, and protests not only the fulfillment of the vow (I mean – his @#$@##$@ daughter, in the name of God), but the vow itself, for being too open-ended. Judaism is not at all fond of vows, especially ones where you don’t know what you are committing yourself to.
I am delighted by your comment. I have a lot of thoughts about it, but I just wanted to say, first of all, “thanks.”
This is exactly what I love about blogging. You ask a question and, sometimes, the exact right person comes along to answer it.