The New Hat

Thanks to Mr. NotThat Lucas for the new BZ Logo, though the wording may change as further research is done. BZ has mentioned she was sorry to see the old pith helmet go...but it has only been temporarily retired. This one is more professorial, don't you think?...a jacket with patches on the sleeve might be nice, though.

The hat is important, because The Great Plotnik woke up this morning thinking about Passover. As you know, Plotnikkies celebrate Passover too, with a large meal that does NOT involve gasping down ground up pieces of stinky fish swimming in goo.

Plotnikkies obey a different set of dietary laws than those that govern Passover meals in other religions. Plotnikkies observe the laws of URPP (yUmmy savoRy Plotnikkie Passover), which state everything must be delicious, nothing can smell awful, you don't eat something just because somebody's great grandmother brought the recipe over from a village in Poland where they hadn't seen any real food since 1485, and NO deserts made out of matzo meal, imitation chocolate and non-dairy creamer. All Kugels must be kleared through the Kugel Kommittee and kanNOT kontain Kasha. Also, non-Plotnikkies are welcome, if they wear the hat. The hat.

The Great Plotnik is starting to think about what he will say this Passover. He's thinking about starting this way:

"The Passover story is about a tribe of people, who were enslaved by another tribe of people, and how the first tribe won their freedom due to the intercession of God, at the absolute expense of the other people, who lost their crops, their children, and their lives, and who had thought their God was 'way badder than the first people's God, but no.

"If you think about it, the first people's God could have just fought it out with the second people's God, Winner Take All. That's what it came down to, right?

"It was no contest: "In the red trunks, at Five Foot Three and A Hundred and Seven Pounds, from Cairo: RA! In the white trunks, at Twelve Foot Twelve and Three Thousand Pounds, from Heaven and REALLY angry: OUR GOD!"

"The second people probably had lived on the same street with the first people, and their kids all went to the same pyramid and worked on the school papyrus. The second people hadn't even realized the first people were all that unhappy, and anyway it wasn't their fault, it was their leaders' fault, and they had no problem with the first people, and some of their best friends were first people, and if anyone had asked them, the second people, they'd have just said HEY! YOU WANT TO WANDER IN THE DESERT? GO! GO! A ZAI GEZUNDT! but nobody had asked them, and now the first people were all somewhere else and the second people were all dead, and damn!"