Monday, January 19, 2015

Other Interpretations

The Binding of Isaac is one of the better known creepy stories in the Old Testament...


Notwithstanding the Muslim version, in which Ishmael (Abraham's actual first born son) was to be sacrificed, are there other interpretations? First, the passage in question:


Genesis 22:1-14
22 And it came to pass after these things, that God did tempt Abraham, and said unto him, Abraham: and he said, Behold, here I am.
2 And he said, Take now thy son, thine only son Isaac, whom thou lovest, and get thee into the land of Moriah; and offer him there for a burnt offering upon one of the mountains which I will tell thee of.
3 And Abraham rose up early in the morning, and saddled his ass, and took two of his young men with him, and Isaac his son, and clave the wood for the burnt offering, and rose up, and went unto the place of which God had told him.
4 Then on the third day Abraham lifted up his eyes, and saw the place afar off.
5 And Abraham said unto his young men, Abide ye here with the ass; and I and the lad will go yonder and worship, and come again to you.
6 And Abraham took the wood of the burnt offering, and laid it upon Isaac his son; and he took the fire in his hand, and a knife; and they went both of them together.
7 And Isaac spake unto Abraham his father, and said, My father: and he said, Here am I, my son. And he said, Behold the fire and the wood: but where is the lamb for a burnt offering?
8 And Abraham said, My son, God will provide himself a lamb for a burnt offering: so they went both of them together.
9 And they came to the place which God had told him of; and Abraham built an altar there, and laid the wood in order, and bound Isaac his son, and laid him on the altar upon the wood.
10 And Abraham stretched forth his hand, and took the knife to slay his son.
11 And the angel of the Lord called unto him out of heaven, and said, Abraham, Abraham: and he said, Here am I.
12 And he said, Lay not thine hand upon the lad, neither do thou any thing unto him: for now I know that thou fearest God, seeing thou hast not withheld thy son, thine only son from me.
13 And Abraham lifted up his eyes, and looked, and behold behind him a ram caught in a thicket by his horns: and Abraham went and took the ram, and offered him up for a burnt offering in the stead of his son.
14 And Abraham called the name of that place Jehovahjireh: as it is said to this day, In the mount of the Lord it shall be seen.

There are a variety of ways to think about this nasty little story:

#1 God was testing Abraham.  Abraham passed. Most of the ink spilled over the millennia has been in favor of this, the usual interpretation.  God still comes across as a bit of a thug, especially if he knew how it was all going to play out.

#2 Abraham was also testing God. He passed. This was spelled out quite nicely in Dan Simmons' brilliant The Fall of Hyperion (Book Four of the Hyperion Cantos - read the entire series for other excellent examples of theological exegesis).

#3 An angel of the Lord stayed Abraham's hand, not God. A minority view to be sure, but an intriguing one.  Old Testament YHWH was talked out of some bad ideas from time to time, even by men, even by Abraham himself.  Is it so much to think that an angel or two intervened between God and man in the years since Eden?  While we're musing along those lines, perhaps there's more to the rebellion of the angels than the victor cares to tell...

#4 Abraham disobeyed and refused to sacrifice Isaac, and lied about God staying his hand. This would have been a very interesting twist in the story line. The concept of a man being too humane to follow God's instructions is about the only good bit in Darren Aronofsky's Noah (sorry if that was a spoiler).

#5 Abraham actually killed Isaac (there was a time when first fruits of all kinds were offered to the deity), but later redactors cleaned up the story as that practice fell into disrepute.

Like I said, it's probably the best know creepy story in the Bible, but not the creepiest...


Binging

On Netflix that is...

A scene from "15 Million Merits," Black Mirror, Season 1, Episode 2

In the days before Hulu, season DVD collections, iTunes, 24 hour cable, before VCRs even, if you missed an episode of your favorite television program you were out of luck, at least until the single re-run in the Spring.  After that you might get lucky and catch your favorite episode again when the show went into syndication, if it ever did, and in a market where you could see it.

Now everything has changed. We can watch an entire season of most any program in a single day, if we can stay awake for it.  

My proto-binges were re-watching Babylon 5 and Battlestar Galactica.  I hadn't missed but a couple shows from each but it was invigorating to watch them serially.  Still, five year story arcs aren't really binges when you only get a couple three episodes on each Netflix DVD.

Since moving to Arizona my binges have included watching Homeland with my daughter Cassandra.  She bought Season I on DVD; we watched it in Prescott.  I bought the Season II set; we watched it in Hanoi.  Then I bought a missed season of Archer, then another.  Then I set up house without setting up television service and bought the (surprisingly brief) season passes for The Walking Dead (Seasons 4 and 5).  These were on iTunes.

"Hey, Game of Thrones is pretty good. I think you'd like it. You should rent it." was the friendly advice from my estranged Mrs.  I declined.  She says I refuse to do things simply because they were her ideas.  Later I gave in.  She was right, both times.

Lately I worked my way through three seasons of American Horror Story.  It's interesting in that it uses largely the same cast - headlined by Jessica Lange - to tell different rather gritty stories across a twelve episode story arc for each.  Pretty neat.

I even watched Z Nation, the SyFy Channel's mediocre knock-off of The Walking Dead.  Not very good, but it was only thirteen 42 minutes episodes on a long holiday weekend.

I'm currently watching Black Mirror, a shockingly good spin on the horrors that lie at the intersection of modern technology and human frailty.  It's been described as a modern Twilight Zone that plumbs the depths of our current nightmares. I very, extremely recommend it, if your relationships are in good order. Can't hardly wait until next season!  Bloody hell!  An I do mean hell...

All in good fun I suppose, and better than hanging out in bars I suppose, but remember our man Friedrich's warning:


And when you gaze long into an abyss the abyss also gazes into you.

Sunday, January 4, 2015

Wild

A very long walk from despair to redemption...



Wild is based on the memoir of the same name by author Cheryl Strayed. Nick Hornby's screen adaptation treats us to a gritty story framed by memories of poverty, joy, and lost loved ones and regret over marital infidelity, aimless sex, and drug abuse. On a whim Strayed (Reese Witherspoon) chooses to flee an harsh urban wilderness, in which she is all but hopelessly lost, to through hike the Pacific Coast Trail. Her preparations were apparently limited to buying one of everything at REI, creating a backpack other hikers named "The Monster." Hiking solo, Witherspoon's Strayed racks up the footsteps, the miles, and the days as she learns to care for herself in the wild and comes to terms with her grief and other demons. The cinematography by Yves BĂ©langer is wonderful and my hat is off a Sound Department that captured all the grunts, groans, rattles, and sloshes of backpacking, and especially the pitter pop of rain on the hood of one's parka.  A special treat was Laura Dern's supporting role as Strayed's indomitable mother.  Wild, the movie, doesn't make me want to hike the PCT, but it does make me want to read Wild, the memoir.




Thursday, January 1, 2015

Happy New Year 2015!

Seriously, it could be a pretty good year...


Here in Groom Creek, at 6,270 feet elevation, south of Prescott, AZ, the ground is white, the sky is blue, and the forest smells of Ponderosa Pine.  I have no end of work to do on the house*. Same goes for work, where there is a lifetime supply of challenges. My social life has nowhere to go but up. May you enjoy a pleasant New Year Year and a productive 2015. Time for a walk in the woods...

* Planned home improvement projects include:

  • Install an insulated metal roof.
  • Replace gutters in front.
  • Install gutters in back.
  • Insulate the floor under the crawlspace.
  • Replace the single pane glass with double pane windows.
  • Replace the ugly pink scalloped pavers with large river rounded cobbles.
  • Spread several yards of DG in strategic and cosmetic locations.
  • Plant some spreading flowering vines on the fence.
  • Trim up or prune the trees and shrubs come Spring.
  • Replace the broiler-looking heater in the bathroom with something safer.
  • Replace a couple posts on the deck.
  • Give the deck planks TLC as needed.
  • Rebuild the stone steps from the front drive to the front yard.
  • Relocate the chandelier in the dining area (just a foot to the west).
  • Remove the sink from the den (no one else knows why it's there either).
  • Get more bookshelves.

Unless I start playing Lotto, and then win big, the following may have to wait until 2016:

  • Refinish and re-caulk the exterior.
  • Replace carpeting.
  • Remodel the bathroom so that is actually has some room.
  • Put a wood floor in the bathroom. 
  • Build a flagstone area in front of the fireplace.
  • Install riprap along the front of the property to reduce erosion.