
Tonight begins the holiday of Passover in which Jews celebrate deliverance from Egyptian bondage.
In order to escape the shackles of slavery, the vast machinery of the mighty Egyptian state had to be crushed. Those who wielded absolute power were reduced to nothingness. G-d did this not only to diminish the physical power of a pitiless slave state, but to begin the process of making free the minds of the Israelites.
Slavery is an insidious institution, not only because it shackles the body, but creates a mentality where the slave identifies with his master to such a degree that he becomes complicit in his own bondage. He loves his master and cannot imagine a world absent an overlord.
Of course, the generation that escaped Egypt died in the desert. It was only their children who were permitted to enter the land of Israel.
Why?
Because the generation that witnessed G-d’s mighty miracles were never able to free their minds from bondage. And G-d deemed such people unfit, and unable to establish a national homeland.
Slavery warps the mind. Freedom, the slave comes to believe, is fraught with peril. Free choice appears like a black hole. Better to work, get fed, have a place to sleep, secure in the certainty of tomorrow, rather than face the bewildering choices that confront a free man in a civil society.
One of my closest friends here in Los Angeles is a Holocaust survivor. Over 80 members of his family were murdered by the Nazis, including his mother and his baby sister. My friend, Sol, has told me, in exhaustive detail, about his years in Auschwitz, Dachau, Buchenwald. I’ve heard sickening details of ghettos, gas chambers, torture, mass shootings, death marches, starvation, and disease — an endless catalog of human evil and depravity.
But the one topic Sol cannot talk about are the Jewish overseers: the Judenrat, and the Kapos, Jews who collaborated with the Nazis. Of these men and women, Sol just shakes his head in disbelief. The evil of the Nazis is comprehensible for evil is ever present. But the Jews who cooperated in the genocide of their own people is beyond imagination.
The Judenrat and kapos are still with us.
Too many American Jews worship at the altar of the state. Their religion is not Torah Judaism, but the Democrat party. So closely do they identify with the power of government, they don’t even realize that they are creating the apparatus of a soft tyranny that will enslave their children and their children’s children.
Obamacare is Egyptian slavery. It is Pharaoh’s court of magicians, charlatans who create an illusion of reality.
The slaves are told that they must pay higher and higher taxes to support this simulacrum of authenticity. They are told that their labor is desperately needed to build the roads and bridges that will make their lives easier. But those roads and bridges only exist to transport the pool of slaves so more roads and more bridges can be built. Ironically, the slave fails to notice that the roads and bridges he has just built are already rotting. Because the roads and the bridges are simply pretexts for more taxes, more government control.
It’s an endless loop of misery designed to simulate freedom.
Indeed, as George Orwell said, slavery is freedom.
Seraphic Secret will celebrate Passover. We will chant: “Once we were slaves in Egypt, and now we are free.”
But Karen and I will gaze at the faces of our children and our grandchildren and worry that the world they inherit from us will be a world less free, a world where the Judenrat and the kapo sit triumphant in congress, in the Supreme Court, and in the White House.
Seraphic Secret will be offline until Thursday.
Fanny Kemble was a very successful British actress who married an American slaveowner, lived with him on his Georgia plantation, and was appalled by what she saw (although her husband, as slaveowners went, was not a particularly bad one.) She heard all the justifications for slavery in terms of guaranteed food and housing, how it was better than the life of a Northern factory worker, etc, and rejected these views totally:
Though the negroes are fed, clothed, and housed, and though the Irish peasant is starved, naked, and roofless, the bare name of freeman—the lordship over his own person, the power to choose and will—are blessings beyond food, raiment, or shelter; possessing which, the want of every comfort of life is yet more tolerable than their fullest enjoyment without them. Ask the thousands of ragged destitutes who yearly land upon these shores to seek the means of existence—ask the friendless, penniless foreign emigrant, if he will give up his present misery, his future uncertainty, his doubtful and difficult struggle for life, at once, for the secure, and as it is called, fortunate dependance of the slave: the indignation with which he would spurn the offer will prove that he possesses one good beyond all others, and that his birthright as a man is more precious to him yet than the mess of pottage for which he is told to exchange it because he is starving.
David:
I can always count on you to illuminate my posts with a historical reference that hits dead center. Amazing quote. Thanks so much.
Thanks, Robert.
Fanny K was a fascinating person..I’ve read just about all of her works and wrote about her here.
Blessings, health, happiness, and all good things to you and your family.
DrCarol:
Thanks so much. And all the best to you and your lovely family.
Dear Robert:
We had a bris at our shul on Shabbos. As I held the baby who was named Ariel ben Yaakov, you and your wife were in my heart. I prayed that this child some come to Torah, Mitzvah, and Chupah and that he should embody the virtues you have described of your son of blessed memory.
May your seder table be filled with joy and every blessing.
Our Best Wishes and Regards
Dovid Fauman
Dovid:
Karen and I greatly appreciate your thought and your b’racha. A zisn and freileche Pesach to you and yours.