To Drink the Bitter Waters
Top Ten Commandments by Kinky Friedman:
Walking
on the ragged streets of time
A man is asking if there is a dime
Someone can spare.
No one pays him any mind,
But surely someone sees him there a-crying when no one’s there.
And the washed out whore demands the bottle in his hands.
A man is asking if there is a dime
Someone can spare.
No one pays him any mind,
But surely someone sees him there a-crying when no one’s there.
And the washed out whore demands the bottle in his hands.
Ah,
Mister, don’t you weep, God knows we’ve tried to keep
The Golden Rule and the Top Ten commandments.
You can’t believe the thing you’ve seen on the midnight TV screen
And nightmare sent by satellite.
Rain fire falling from the skies a mother holds her baby and cries
And day for us for them is night.
And love is just a word we preach for who can learn what none will teach.
Ah, people, don’t you weep, God knows we’ve tried to keep
The Golden Rule and the Top Ten commandments.
And moving across on the city street a neighbour tried to find his feet and fell on down and slipped to ruin.
The bystanders are all standing by watching from corners of their eyes wondering what on earth can he be doing.
With a faith nobody shared and a love nobody dared
Oh, Mary, don’t you weep, someday we’ll learn to keep
The Golden Rule and the Top Ten Commandments.
The Golden Rule and the Top Ten commandments.
You can’t believe the thing you’ve seen on the midnight TV screen
And nightmare sent by satellite.
Rain fire falling from the skies a mother holds her baby and cries
And day for us for them is night.
And love is just a word we preach for who can learn what none will teach.
Ah, people, don’t you weep, God knows we’ve tried to keep
The Golden Rule and the Top Ten commandments.
And moving across on the city street a neighbour tried to find his feet and fell on down and slipped to ruin.
The bystanders are all standing by watching from corners of their eyes wondering what on earth can he be doing.
With a faith nobody shared and a love nobody dared
Oh, Mary, don’t you weep, someday we’ll learn to keep
The Golden Rule and the Top Ten Commandments.
In recent days, we have seen the
discovery of three women who were kidnapped and kept captive as for a decade, in
a house of squalor in Cleveland, Ohio USA.
They were apparently kept in chains and other restraints, for the
purpose of the sexual gratification of their captor, alleged to be Ariel Castro. No, he isn’t Jewish despite his given name…thank
God for small favours! It’s a case that
has the world fascinated, and no doubt appalled that something like this could
happen in a densely populated neighbourhood of a major American city. The neighbours, and the alleged captor’s
family, claim that they didn’t have a hint as to what was going on.
This week, Jody Arias was convicted in
Phoenix, Arizona, USA, of the first degree murder of her boyfriend, apparently
over sexual jealousy and desire for revenge.
She argued for mitigation of the charges because, she claimed, the
victim had abused her, sexually and otherwise, repeatedly and continuously. Perhaps, but the jury did not buy it.
Funny how all these cases come out of
the USA? It’s enough to send an American
abroad running for cover. But really,
the truth is that there have been equally appalling incidents of sexual abuse,
and sexually-motivated abuse, here in Australia and elsewhere. Everywhere.
On this past Wednesday, when we gathered
for the morning service for Shavuot, we read the Ten Commandments from the
twentieth chapter of Exodus as is the custom.
As you know, I like to call them the Top Ten Commandments. This, after the ironically humorous song by
the American Jewish Country artist, Kinky Friedman. I personally like to call them the ‘Top Ten’
as an acknowledgement that they are not the only Ten. Specifically there are 603 more…at least by
traditional accounting. But just as the
Top Ten songs on the current hit charts get the lion’s share of ‘air time,’
these Top Ten Commandments get the most attention.
But that’s not to say that we’re so
careful about complying with them.
Thankfully, I doubt that there’s a murderer in this room. But if we’re honest, everybody here has
probably violated most of the other nine at one time or another. And that may include that pesky Seventh
Commandment…Thou Shalt Not Commit Adultery.
There’s never any shortage of scandals
in the world involving extramarital sex, or marital infidelity, or ‘Adultery’
as rendered in the common translation of our Seventh Commandment. Powerful people often misbehave sexually, and
when they do it makes juicy tidbits on the news. But each one of us personally knows someone,
someone neither powerful nor famous. Someone
who didn’t make the evening news, yet who was hurt by their partner’s sexual
behaviour. The experience of hurting or
being hurt – perhaps unsurprisingly, many people play both roles sooner or
later – can lead us to question why Lo Tin’af, Thou shalt not commit
adultery, is included in the Top Ten Commandments.
When you think about it, the common
experience with sexual infidelity is exactly why this offence is included. Inclusion of any offense in a law code,
implies that the specific behaviour is likely to be attractive to people. It implies that, left to their own devices,
people would tend to engage in it.
If it wasn’t attractive to large numbers of people, why would it have to
be legislated against? It also implies
that the framers of the law code in question saw the particular offence as
deleterious to the public order. The
People Israel in receiving the Torah were a loose band of wanderers trying to
constitute themselves into a people ready to rule themselves in their own land.
One can see the importance of a strong
family structure among these people. One
can see that widespread licentious sexual conduct would hamper the kind of
social cohesion that would enable them to succeed in their national quest. Inclusion in the Ten Commandments of Thou
Shalt Not Commit Adultery, implies that the ancient Israelites had a
problem with adultery. And that it would
pose a problem as they occupied and subdued their Promised Land.
As I like to point out on occasion, I
belong to the so-called Baby Boomer Generation – the generation that was born
in the years following the Second World War when our parents settled down and
fuelled a wave of economic prosperity.
The parents of my generation were happy, after a childhood mired in worldwide
economic depression and a young adulthood spent amid the horrors of the war, to
re-affirm the value of life and express their optimism for the future by making
lots of babies. And they were far more
indulgent of those babies than previous generations were. So we baby boomers were the most indulged,
most coddled, most spoiled children in history.
That is of course, until the generations that came after us!
One of the ‘gifts’ my generation gave to
the world was the sexual revolution.
Thanks to a number of social developments, not the least of which was the
development of The Pill, we ‘discovered’ the joys of sex at a young age and we
proceeded to break and flaunt all existing sexual mores that existed. Perhaps the then-existing sexual mores needed
a bit of ‘adjustment.’ Perhaps there was,
as is often charged, far too much duplicity and hypocrisy in the way people
behaved sexually. But in retrospect, we
threw away all framework of restraint and replaced it with what can only be
termed, utter nihilism.
What characterises our present age is
not that people commit sexual offences against one another. As I pointed out, that was happening among
the ancient Israelites…and before! Rather,
it is the way that we commit sexual offences with no sense of shame or regret,
except perhaps regret over the consequences of being caught. Infidelity has become to us like exceeding
the speed limit on the highway. We know
it is against the law, but we only take it seriously as far as we think we
might be caught. But the truth,
certainly if one gives credence to Queensland Transport’s current ‘Better Slow
Down’ anti-speeding campaign, is that highway speeding is not a
victimless offence. And nor is marital
infidelity.
We would do well to acknowledge that
sexuality is a very powerful force in our personalities. To acknowledge that expression of our sexual
selves has the potential to bring us and our partners great joy…or great
pain. To admit that, even if the mores
existing in the 1950’s were at times hypocritical and needed some adjustment,
that a world without sexual restraint is also not good. Not good for us as individuals, and not good
for society as a whole. Most of the sexual
offences we commit, do not begin to approach the severity of those allegedly committed
by Ariel Castro in Cleveland or Jody Arias in Phoenix. Thank God for small favours! But the offences that we so commonly commit, do
create a lot of pain – physical and emotional.
Which
brings us to the third section of this week’s Torah reading. It outlines the procedure to be followed when
a man believes that his wife has committed the offence of voluntary sexual
infidelity. We didn’t read as far as the
part where the wife is forced to drink the Bitter Waters. If the drink kills her, it proves her guilt. If it doesn’t kill her it exonerates her. Of course we should be appalled about the
idea that a man can force his wife to drink poison if he suspects her of
adultery. But you should know that there’s
an entire tractate in the Talmud devoted to the idea, and its
administration. It isn’t as simple as it
seems on the surface. And it is quite
possible – and plausible – that the Bitter Waters do not represent some kind of
poison. Rather, this may be simply a
public ritual where the water – holy water mixed with some kind of dust – is meant
to be metaphorical of the ‘bitter waters’ of improper sexual behaviour and
public shame. Perhaps some time we’ll study
part of this tractate and try to understand what it comes to teach us. For now, I want to address the simply idea of
putting the matter in ‘God’s Hands.’
The situation foreseen in the passage is
where there is no witness to the alleged offence. But the husband’s jealousy, and the rage it
creates, is very real. Sexual misconduct
represents the breaking of a vow, the transgressing of a code of conduct. But it represents something far deeper than
that. The ‘production’ of offspring, and
their essential identity, of course. But
also the very repository of the deepest feelings and attachments of one person
for another. It is therefore something
very serious, and our Torah reading acknowledges that one cannot just ignore
it.
But one also cannot take matters into
one’s own hands, and act on the passions that the situation creates. To me, that’s the real message of this
text. Instead of jumping to our own
conclusions, we place the situation into someone else’s hands for resolution. And that ‘Someone Else’ in this case is God,
through the office of the priest. There
is a procedure, and it is followed, and the truth is discerned through a
dispassionate means. The waters may be
bitter, but drinking the Bitter Waters is better than ‘honour killings’ or
allowing the jealousy and hurt to fester.
The procedure of the Bitter Waters, this
particular way to out ‘the truth’ in a case of suspected adultery, is no longer
in force. Obviously, since there’s no
longer a corps of priests to perform the rite!
I’m not complaining! But we still
drink, far too frequently, from the bitter waters of infidelity and sexual
offence. It’s a powerful force that
sadly leads us to hurt one another even when that is not our intent. Even if most of us will commit nothing like
the crimes of Ariel Castro and Jody Arias, many of us will ultimately hurt, or
be hurt by, someone close to us.
Even in the shadow of the sexual revolution,
we should admit that constraints against absolute freedom of sexual behaviour
are not a bad thing. They may have
needed adjustment, but not abolishment with the resulting anarchy. And even if the Bitter Waters is no longer the
way to learn the truth, we can still take a lesson from what we understand of its
intent. And that is, that it is necessary
to sort out such matters dispassionately, perhaps with the help of some sacred
body, to seek out the truth and then accept it when arrived at according to the
best efforts. We engage in far too much Trial
by Media, or Trial by Gossip. Instead,
we should listen to the wisdom of our Torah as it prescribes trial by sacred agent
and procedure. Any quest for
truth is bound to be like drinking of bitter waters. But if we do our best to discern truth, the
bitter water of knowing the truth will sting far less than acting out our
passions and jealousies. Shabbat shalom.
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