Sometimes you just got to say oy.
It's a yiddish word, hence popular with Jews. Oy. If you want to know why The Heretik hates intolerance, he has one word. Oy. The Heretik has a lot of reason to say oy lately. It's short for oy vey. Yiddish. Oy. Oy is good enough alone, but better with vey. Oy, meet vey, Vey meet oy. Oy vey. What is good enough alone sometimes makes the mistake of picking the wrong partner. Oy. Oy vey.
Oy. The Heretik loves the Jews. Heretik, what are you saying? You Zionist militant motherthinger. Burn. This is not my Reggie White Moment. Calling Doctor Kevorkian. The Heretik needs your assistance in his suicide here. Oy. We think he may have been hanging out with that crazy Senator Byrd. Talking about the Nazis and the Jews. Not good. Not good at all. Oy.
Why can't The Heretik love the Jews? If you don't love the Jews, you have probably forgotten the importance of a people who place a high value on education, who brought you the great concept of respect for the law of men and the greater law of god far greater than any man. Who makes gains for some makes advances for all. There are far worse things in life than love of learning and love of law in lawless times. Oy.
Why can't The Heretik love Jews? Man, I love the Jews. Oy. They stood by me and I by them. Unfortunately (or proudly) we stood together at a final barbeque in 1360 and other years as well. No steak for us, only the stake for us gone up in flames. And all of us burnt to a crisp. The Heretik says oy. He knows why the Jews say Oy vey.
Oy vey. It means je ne sais quoi, does not compute, how can I put it into word? Oy. It is the essence of irony, what the Jews know well and are unafraid to show in this Mel Gibson, gone mad kind of world today. As Myron said to me as they put the flame to the wood and we stood at our stakes, us soon to be steaks uneaten, only roasted for someone else's sad and sorry satisfacton, " Heretik, Heretik, Heretik, these Ten Commmandments that they got here, these Christians, you know where they got them?"
Oy, I said. Oy vey.
Meshuga Myron's voice went gone, but I know where these burning Christians got these Ten Commandments. Oy. They got them from the Jews, the Jews I love, the Jews I burnt with at the stake back in the Terrible Terrible Times of the Long Ago and the Terror of the Recent Times . Oy. The Heretik will burn again with the Jews he loves sometime in the future. Oy. Oy vey.
No matter how much they burn them and me, the world will always have the Jews. The Jews to blame. The Jews to burn (and me as well). May Jews always survive to remind us of who they are, to remind us of who we are. There will always be Jews, no matter any sad and failed attempts at a Final Solution. Oy.
There will always be Jews who are Jews and Jews who don't know they are Jews. We are all of us Jews, only some of us know it. Jews throughout history have represented The Other, something different. When they come for what is different, they come for us all. Oy. When they come to kill what is different and you stand and look away, they have killed something in us all. Oy. Oy, meet Vey.We stand at a moment in history when the putative Christians have seized the Ten Commandments with the loving idea of forcing them down everyone else's throats. For your own good. It is time, don't you see? Some things must be done. Come on. Take these tablets. Accept them, accept these tablets or else. Oy.
This is a Kevorkian moment of madness, a suicide for a society of tolerance and freedom. There is a Jonestown jingle in the air. Oy. The Heretik will not allow the tablets to pass his lips. Nor will he drink the Kool Aid. Oy!
Other great times in the Inquisition can be found here.