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It being the Season, I've begun knitting again - also there may be a Stich n'Bitch group starting up at some point in the near future *crosses fingers*, so I thought I'd get a head start.
That and knitting always makes me feel cosey and my house being the draft machine it is, it seemed like the best thing to do when the Internet was boring, I'd finished my book and all I wanted to do was clear my head before the guests for the Hannukah get-together this late afternoon would be arriving.

I think I'm going to be skipping breakfast for the next few days to get rid of all the oil I consumed this week, Sufganiot (fluffy traditional deep-fried dough-nuts), Levivot (crunchy traditional deep-fried potato latkas) and Cream-bo (a traditional Israeli chocolate covered marshmallow biscuit winter treat).

Yeah, Hannukah, like the majority of my "Holy"days are all about the Food... and remembering stuff:
Hannukah itself isn't about "They tried to kill us, they failed, let's eat", like almost all the other Jewish holidays.
It's really an alternate date for Sukkot, which at the time the Jews couldn't celebrate because the Temple wasn't under Jewish rule, but under Hellenic rule - Greek.
Hannukah is all about the Jews under Greek rule in the land of Israel and how we defeated the Greek who had the audacity *gasp* to be all imperial on the Jews.
The Jews rebelled, called the Hellenized Jews Heretics, had a miracle in the Temple - to do with purifying it with too little oil and the need to light the Holy Menora (another Israeli Symbol, beyond the Magen David), hence all the deep fried food - and the Jews celebrated a belated Sukkot (which became canonised in the holiday calendar)... after punishing the heretical Jews and kicking Grecian Ass of course :)

Yay for military might!
Yay for burning light!
Hooray for deep fried food!
Down with imperialist Hellenization!

Though strictly speaking, I see myself being a Hellenized Jewess. I mean all that beautiful culture mingling with mine! Who could resist?
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Oh, right.

Candles, fried-food and chocolate money! Woot!

Happy Hannukah all of you and a Happy Winter Season to everyone!

Date: 2007-12-08 06:48 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ephraim-oakes.livejournal.com
change "military might" to "radical guerilla warfare", and i'm totally down with the program. (even if it was actually kind of right-wing reactionary guerilla warfare in the historical account)
and what's not to like about fried stuff in the middle of winter when you need that extra layer to keep warm....

Date: 2007-12-08 06:52 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] eumelia.livejournal.com
I put "military might" on purpose, because it was fundamentalism and all, with which I ain't down :)

Mmmmm, fried food... *drool*

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V and Justice

V: Ah, I was forgetting that we are not properly introduced. I do not have a name. You can call me V. Madam Justice...this is V. V... this is Madam Justice. hello, Madam Justice.

Justice: Good evening, V.

V: There. Now we know each other. Actually, I've been a fan of yours for quite some time. Oh, I know what you're thinking...

Justice: The poor boy has a crush on me...an adolescent fatuation.

V: I beg your pardon, Madam. It isn't like that at all. I've long admired you...albeit only from a distance. I used to stare at you from the streets below when I was a child. I'd say to my father, "Who is that lady?" And he'd say "That's Madam Justice." And I'd say "Isn't she pretty."

V: Please don't think it was merely physical. I know you're not that sort of girl. No, I loved you as a person. As an ideal.

Justice: What? V! For shame! You have betrayed me for some harlot, some vain and pouting hussy with painted lips and a knowing smile!

V: I, Madam? I beg to differ! It was your infidelity that drove me to her arms!

V: Ah-ha! That surprised you, didn't it? You thought I didn't know about your little fling. But I do. I know everything! Frankly, I wasn't surprised when I found out. You always did have an eye for a man in uniform.

Justice: Uniform? Why I'm sure I don't know what you're talking about. It was always you, V. You were the only one...

V: Liar! Slut! Whore! Deny that you let him have his way with you, him with his armbands and jackboots!

V: Well? Cat got your tongue? I though as much.

V: Very well. So you stand revealed at last. you are no longer my justice. You are his justice now. You have bedded another.

Justice: Sob! Choke! Wh-who is she, V? What is her name?

V: Her name is Anarchy. And she has taught me more as a mistress than you ever did! She has taught me that justice is meaningless without freedom. She is honest. She makes no promises and breaks none. Unlike you, Jezebel. I used to wonder why you could never look me in the eye. Now I know. So good bye, dear lady. I would be saddened by our parting even now, save that you are no longer the woman I once loved.

*KABOOM!*

-"V for Vendetta"

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