I so want to draw some grand truth from this.
Sana Kojok who, I gather, blogs at the Lebanese newspaper El Sharq, writes about the Jewish holidays.
From what I can make out from Google translate, she starts off with a fairly accurate roundup of how Jewish holidays play out — and then deviates deep into the crazy, with a recounting of the blood libel.
She wraps up quoting from Benjamin Franklin’s "Jewish prophecy," a fraud exposed more than a half-century ago.
So far, so banal. But then:
She has a Facebook page.
It’s like a lot of Facebook pages, with flirty photos and flighty thoughts.
This one in particular sticks out:
je suis un esprit qui chante hors du ciel…
"I am a spirit who sings outside heaven …"
One is tempted to overintectuallize, to overcontextualize, to use this bizarre juxtaposition of evil and … well, embarrassing and to draw conclusions about how hatred thrives even in the driest, flattest environments.
But such thinking undercuts what makes this juxtaposition so … watchable. The weirdness is so ineffable.
Try as I do, I just can’t get at it.
But Sana kind of does, elsewhere on her Facebook page:
la sourire est un mot sans caracteres…
"A smile is a word without letters."
Yes. Yes. So damn yes.
