

Multiply by nr of persons and years…
Multiply by nr of persons and years…
Read a book. Some light fantasy usually.
I’ve been thinking about that particular event. Leonard Cohen has a song about it as well that put me on this track.
Now, as a historical fact, back in those days, sacrificing ones children was a not uncommon thing to do. The old testament god in several places tells the israelites NOT to put their children to the fire, as the term was. But if you read the texts you find that the israelites weren’t very good at following commands, and one could guess that god knew that.
So he puts his favorite follower through the worst nightmare imaginable, demanding that he sacrifice his beloved son. Put him through the ringer, of doubt, despair, fear, and sorrow, let it sink in what it actually means to sacrifice a child. Then stop him. It’s basically show don’t tell. Put the experience of the evil of that action into his heart, and vaccinate him against such ideas. And while Abraham took that lesson to heart, I’m reasonably certain that Isaac took the lesson even more, and taught it well to all his descendants.
Is it a shit thing to do? In one man’s perspective, yeah. But to set a people on a path away from human sacrifice, I’d say it wasn’t a very high price to pay.
And that’s if you take the story and all literally. If you take it figuratively, as a demonstration of what is the path to goodness, to people in a bronze age culture, I’d say the story carries the message across exceptionally well.
I’m a history teacher, and the first thing you learn is that history must be understood by its own time and standards, not by ours. The story of Isaac is a great example of what in our modern eyes is pure malice, but to its original culture it was a story that had the function of making a culture better.
Still have a few shares from the old gamestop squeeze, said I’d keep them as a memory. Might not now.
Discovered something fun this week, in Norwegian the word for employer is “work-giver”, but a bit of digging revealed that the alternative “work-buyer” existed but went out of use. I think people would sell their time and labor for more if the wording more clearly revealed the actual relationship.
Yeah, his name was Simeon bar Jonah, Simon, son of Jonah, or by modern style, Simon Johnson. Then Jesus pops up and starts calling him the Rock… Simon the Rock Johnson. (also fun gravy, Dwayne means fishhook)