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Happy Tu B’Shvat

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Tu B’Shvat fills with no memories except for eating Carob in Riverside Park while one of the Israeli teachers from Manhattan Day School led us in that “chag hailanot” song. I’ve always considered it to be a liberal holiday, one in which people like to invoke mother nature, earth, environmental stuff, and other things that frum people don’t really care about. If not for the picture on this post compliments of Benji Lovitt, I wouldn’t have had any idea the holiday was today.

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  • patriot January 17, 2014, 1:20 AM

    I think the dog peeing on a tree is a metaphor for “frum” Jews who choose to live in golus instead returning Home to Eretz Yisrael.

    • Andonymous January 17, 2014, 4:16 AM

      It’s actually the dog saluting the tree with his hind leg. In my frat we called that a “golden salute.”

  • Spinoza January 17, 2014, 7:04 AM

    Heshy you must do a post on the group below:

  • A. Nuran January 18, 2014, 7:21 PM

    No weirder than “Horse’s Birthday”. Every Thoroughbred in the Northern hemisphere is officially born on January 1. In the Southern they’re all born on August 1.

  • Anonymous January 20, 2014, 3:35 PM

    For all practical intents, that’s what a lot of sport do. In swimming, for example, everybody born before July 1 is one age, everybody born afterwards is another age. That’s so you don’t flip from one age group to another in the middle of the season. In the case of horse racing, there is obviously a huge advantage to actually being born on January 1 and a huge disadvantage to being born on December 31, so breeders shoot for January 1 but if the foal is born early, you’re screwed because they’re going to be racing with horses that are 1 year older than them. I’m unaware if the parents of prospective competitive swimmers try to time their children’s birth likewise. 🙂

  • SDK January 21, 2014, 8:54 PM

    Well, you missed a *very spiritual* and meaningful Tu Bishvat Seder at my non-frum shul, I’ll have you know. You know, the one I didn’t attend because my five year old doesn’t like nuts, dried fruits, or salmon and because having a five year old wandering around saying “Let’s play My Little Pony!!!!” would probably interrupt all of the deep Kabbalistic spiritual things going on.

    Also, because the only thing worse than a deep, Kabbalistic, spiritual English reading is having people who do not have an extensive English vocabulary trying to read them: “Vonce Honi the circle-maker was walking on the road and saw a man planting a carob tree … vat is Carob? Carob? Dis doesn’t make any sense … wait … on page 2? Vhere? Oh, ze righteous will flourish like a palm tree in Lebanon … vait a minute, I need to turn ze page here …”

    How can it be a real holiday if you can drive? You didn’t miss much.

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