Avi and everyone,
Before I reply to any of the last posts here and before BB closes the thread, I'd like to share with you an interesting bit of synchronicity that has developed over the past two days. On November 27th at 3:01 a.m. PST I posted the following response to the conclusion of BB's long post:
It's late and I can't answer your whole post now, except to agree with you and say YES, I would be pleased by that. Furthermore, I consider that one of the truly unique aspects of Judaism--its saving grace you might say. I mean exactly what you're saying there: the concept that the right to challenge God has been given to us by God himself. It is clearly implied in the very word "Israel."
That is the central metaphor of one of the best poems I ever wrote, which I am in the process of trying to reconstruct. Unfortunately, I lost my copy of it in the chaos of my many relocations over the past 10 years. So far, I've been unable to retrieve it from any of the recipients (snail mail or e-mail) and haven't been able to fully reconstruct it either. I've "almost" got it, but not quite.
Right after I posted that, I read something else from another part of BB's post that irritated me, so I replied in a much less conciliatory tone. I ended my post by telling BB he owed me an apology. That provoked the predictable response, namely one MORE round in the endless blame game. BB responded by pointing out that I owed HIM an apology, although he had never asked for one. He dug up a whole bunch of inflammatory quotations from my early posts as newbie here to prove his point.
He won't see my "apology" post until Shabbat ends, but I bet he'll be surprised as hell when he does see it and discovers that I agree with him! What make me decide to post it is that I am getting ready for a major transition in my life.
If all goes according to plan, I will soon be moving from Southern California, where I have lived continuously since I was 11 years old, to Northern California--to Berkeley specifically. Berkeley, California has had a well-deserved reputation as a countercultural epicenter since the 1960s, which may be even MORE true now than it was then.
So I've been starting to go through my stuff to see how much I can get rid of. Last night I decided that any leftover guilt is just extra baggage and will weigh me down too much, so that's the first thing I needed to get rid of to lighten the load. And BB was right anyway, and furthermore I
knew he was right!
So shortly after saying I wasn't going to respond for 24 hours (if at all), I changed my mind and posted an apology, which you can read a few posts before this one.
A signed off a few minutes after that, went into my cluttered bedroom (like the rest of this place) and began going through a box of miscellaneous unclassfiable odds and ends. In that box, I found two boxes of old 3 1/2 floppies that had somehow gotten separated from my other floppies. They date from late 1996 to 1999, when I had my old 486 computer, my first computer with a modem. They contain hundreds of old e-mails to my Prodigy Classic friends, many of whom are still my friends.
My second computer, an HB Pavilion with Windows Millennium Edition (which I HATE!) installed, is the one I got in 2000. It has a 3 1/2" floppy drive, so I was able to read those old e-mails and other writing.
I found the poem I've been searching for these past two months on one of those floppies!
I'm sure I found it less than two hours after I posted the apology to BB. Cause and effect? Obviously not, but the classic definition of synchronicity, i.e.
a non-causal meaningful coincidence.
It's a damn good thing too, because now that I have read it over I realize I would never have been able to reconstruct it. I originally wrote it in 1984, and parts of it are nothing like the way I remember them.
B'shalom,
Linda