Not much time for blogging today, as I need to get ready for the neighborhood crucifixion party later on. Every year the kids on the block stage this mock ceremony where they parade down the street behind the designated Christ stand-in, pelting him (or her — they’re fair in this regard) with fruit and screaming anti-Semitic abuse, then nailing him to a home-made cross where he hangs for an hour or so. Great fun for everybody.
They got the idea a few years ago from public school, which was implementing recommendations from the federal government as a hands-on way to explain cultural sensitivity, diversity, respect for religious commitment, etc. These are important factors in an educational experience, far more than learning to read, for example.
Anyway, I have a sour orange tree, so I provide the fruit, as well as help with setting up the bleachers.
Happy Easter, everybody!