Passed Over [and Out]

Ok, so two Jews, two Muslims, two Catholics, and a semi-agnostic sit down for a religious dinner…..

Welcome to Passover with the Vane Fam! Orchestrated by Lady Vane Meg Live, with kitchen duties shared by our girl Maria [who, by the way, will one day make some Jewish boy with a Black fetish a very, very happy man] we feasted on matza, latkahs, brisket and cugle for what turned out to be both an educational and an extremely entertaining night filled with intelligent [and dumb stupid] conversation, stereotype deconstruction, and copious amounts of manisschewitz and wine.

But for those who don’t know what’s good with Passover, a crude analogy is that Passover is the Jewish equivalent of the American Thanksgiving, when they give thanks to God for health and freedom. Respect. Meg gave a service pre-meal, and it included many prayers and symbolic rituals and foods that I won’t go into detail because I don’t fully remember all of them [if you feel the need to have all the details, Google it you lazy fuck], but it was interesting to experience someone else’s personal and cultural history.

Now I know there are some people who might take offense to having such a untraditional religious holiday, but I think that in America, people are able to preserve their cultural and religious heritage only by making it relevant to their lives. And, this small piece of cultural knowledge was spread to people outside the religion.

And ultimately, there is always something lost in translation, for better or worse, but that’s what happens when culture transplants. Sometimes it survives intact [Orthodox sects] but more often they get Americanized or bastardized or whatever people want to call it. But this is a natural occurrence—if you want your child to be 100% traditional, then you’re going to have to move back to the mother country, because as our generations become more and more entrenched in the American way of life, old traditions will become more and more difficult to preserve. And that’s just the truth. Change and adaptation are synonymous with America. If these ideas make you cringe, well, the Earth is a very large place...