That's the way the pan flashes, that's the way the market crashes

[sovay]

It had previously occurred to me to wonder about the interaction of seders and sheltering in place, but somehow it had not quite clicked with me until tonight that however we celebrate Pesach this year, it will be in a time of plague that is rather more concrete than a drop of wine on the rim of a plate. By now I am accustomed to light my Hanukkah candles against fascism: the lights of who we are that cannot be snuffed out. I never did paint אמת on the forehead of the bronze statue of Justice Louis Brandeis. I know that almost all of the sacrificial components of Judaism dropped out with the destruction of the Second Temple, but I really feel I should be putting blood on my doorposts this year.

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[selkie]

We are still here.

I sure as fuck didn't think my contribution to the resistance would be sewing ponytail elastics to surgical masks made of flannel sheeting and quilting cotton, or keeping the dishes sanitized, but there the fuck we are. I went to college to be a delicate, pampered intellectual flower, not figure out how long the oats can hold out. The fuck.

*hugs*

[sovay]

We are still here.

We are.

I went to college to be a delicate, pampered intellectual flower, not figure out how long the oats can hold out. The fuck.

If only you hadn't done all of that research into the logistics of nineteenth- and twentieth-century households!

*hugs*

[selkie]

I can make cheese and do a whole lot of tinctures and infusions, and I can butcher if the animal is smaller than me or broken into its primals, but I can't spin and I can barely weave -- someone has to hang the loom for me. Does this reduce my value in dowry goats?