We learned earlier from the Orthodox Union that Purim, a holiday not well known among goyim such as ourselves, is a festival of drunkenness, at least in traditional observances. That intrigued us. Now those bad boys of Judaism, the TV comedy writers, reveal in the Times that Purim is “our Mardi Gras,” and that “nothing is off limits in Purim.”
As our old Uncle Seamus used to say, who knew? The Times acts as if the comics are just talking about the funny Ahashverosh-‘n’-Esther sketches they’re performing at the 92nd Street Y in a rootless-cosmopolitan version of a purimshpiel (or as the Times refers to it, “the Purim Spiel”). But the more we find out about Purim — the lurid alternative costumes, the lesbian coming-out purimshpiel that ends with an invitation to eat a hamentaschen (pictured), etc. — the more fascinated we become. Why didn’t our parents tell us about this instead of all those stupid stories about eating babies? If you know any really good megillahs next week — you know the kind we mean — please let us know.