Read Carnal Isræl: Reading Sex in Talmudic Culture Online

Authors: Daniel Boyarin

Tags: #Religion, #Judaism, #General

Carnal Isræl: Reading Sex in Talmudic Culture (52 page)

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"usable past," discovering and marking out those areas within the culture that can serve us today and finding ways to contextualize and historicize recalcitrant and unpalatable aspects of the culture such that we can move beyond them. For that past to be usable, it must carry conviction (at least for me) that it is a plausible reconstruction based on the data before us, and to do that I have utilized the best of whatever abilities and knowledge I have of the languages and textual and cultural history of the texts I read.
Franz Rosenzweig wrote:
Why has the word
apologetics
acquired such a bad reputation? The same seems to be true of the apologetic profession par excellence, that of the lawyer. A general bias against him sees his legitimate task, as it were, as lying. Perhaps a certain professional routine appears to justify this prejudice. Nevertheless, defense can be one of the noblest of human occupationsto wit, when it goes to the very bottom of issues and souls, and ignoring the petty device of lies, ex-culpates itself with the truth, the whole truth. In this broad sense, literary apologetics can also defend. In so doing it would not embellish anything, much less evade a vulnerable point. Instead, it would make the basis of defense the points of greatest jeopardy. In a word: it would defend the whole, not this or that particular. It would not be a defense in the usual sense, but an open presentationnot of some random thing, but of one's own province.
(1923, 272)
What Rosenzweig calls "apologetic," I shall call cultural critique. My work begins with the assumption that the task of criticism is "to change the world," the task that Marx assigned to philosophy. I accept the challenge of Justin Martyr, who asked an ancient interlocutor, "Are you, then, a philologian, but no lover of deeds or truth? and do you not aim at being a practical man so much as being a sophist?" I wish to contribute to the healthy transformation not of "some random thing, but one's own province." My province is rabbinic Judaism, both because I practice that religion and consider myself an heir to its traditions and memories and also because I have chosen it as my province of intellectual discourse. That is to say, I have developed a certain facility for reading its texts and a certain familiarity with their style and contents.
Both of these declarations of intent and identity obligate me, I think, to engage in a critical practice of reading these texts. The question at hand for me then is how do I pursue a critique of a past culture and especially of one that I feel identified with? Or, to put it another way, how do
 
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Neither this brief summary of the plot nor my extended reading below can encompass the unencompassable body of this fat text. A complete translation is presented at the end of the discussion.
Politics and the Grotesque
At first glance, the text seems readable as a sort of social-political satire, an attack on certain Rabbis who were grotesquely fat in body and by implication undisciplined and gluttonous and who allowed themselves to be recruited by the Roman authorities to betray their fellow Jews:
They brought Rabbi El'azar the son of Rabbi Shim'on, and he began to catch thieves [and turn them over to the Romans]. He met Rabbi Yehoshua, the Bald, who said to him, "Vinegar son of Wine: How long will you persist in sending the people of our God to death?!" He [El'azar] said to him, "I am removing thorns from the vineyard." He [Yehoshua] said to him, "Let the Owner of the vineyard come and remove the thorns." One day a certain laundry man
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met him [El'azar], and called him, ''Vinegar son of Wine.'' He said, "Since he is so brazen, one can assume that he is wicked." He [El'azar] said, "Seize him." They seized him. After he [El'azar] settled down, he went in to release him, but he could not. He [El'azar] applied to him [the laundry man] the verse, "One who guards his mouth and his tongue, guards himself from troubles" (Proverbs 21:23).
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They hung him [the laundry man]. He [El'azar] stood under the hanged man and cried. Someone said to him, "Be not troubled; he and his son both had intercourse with an engaged girl on
Yom Kippur
." In that minute, he placed his hands on his guts, and said, "Be joyful, O my guts, be joyful! If it is thus when you are doubtful, when you are certain even more so. I am confident that rot and worms cannot prevail over you." But even so, he was not calmed. They gave him a sleeping potion and took him into a marble room and ripped
5. The clever laundry man, who often opposes the Rabbis and sometimes bests them, is a topos of talmudic legend. For a similar confrontation in Greek literature, one could cite the confrontation of Kleon by the "sausage maker" in Aristophanes's
Knights
87780, cited in Winkler (1989, 54).
6. Although on the surface the Rabbi is certainly applying the verse to the condemned man, who if he had not been so brazen would not have gotten into trouble, on another (ironic?) level the verse is applicable to Rabbi El'azar himself. He is certainly already experiencing a great deal of remorse at this point and will have considerable troubles later on in the story as a result of his not "guarding his mouth and tongue"his failure to keep silent and avoid condemning the laundry man to the Romans. According to one venerable manuscript (the Florence MS), the text reads that "he applied to
himself
the verse," thus openly activating this hermeneutic possibility.
 
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