Well, he was known to be fond of children
Mar. 28th, 2002 10:04 pmWe're in the post office sending off packages from e. bunny. One of e's little friends found out he was diabetic this year, and another two are having their first easter without daddy in the house. e felt that they could use some cheering up.
We're packing fedex boxes and this woman behind the counter announces (loudly) that _she_ doesn't approve of all the toys, and they're all hallmark holidays now, and she doesn't see what the easter bunny has to do with jesus anyway (actually, e got her diabetic young friend a teddy bear wearing a NYPD shirt, which had arguably less to do with jesus than the bunny). I offered her the cycle of rebirth and renewal as a connection between jesus and the bunny, but she sucked her front teeth with a noise like a tiny little rock rolling over a tomb door and said that she didn't THINK so.
Now, clearly a wise woman would have packed her godless party favors in the secular section of the post office, but leaving aside the gross inappropriateness of the whole conversation, what on earth is wrong with the easter bunny? It's a symbol. It's not as if we're wrapping it in wicker and sacrificing it to a tree.
Besides, things being what they are these days, I suspect that if you sent a toddler a fluffy stuffed mostly-naked jewish man being nailed to a cross until he died slowly of shock and exposure and blood loss and dehydration the postal authorities might take it the wrong way.
Anyway, I'll make sure I ask the monsignor when we go pick up the kid's chocolate rabbit from him on Saturday.
We're packing fedex boxes and this woman behind the counter announces (loudly) that _she_ doesn't approve of all the toys, and they're all hallmark holidays now, and she doesn't see what the easter bunny has to do with jesus anyway (actually, e got her diabetic young friend a teddy bear wearing a NYPD shirt, which had arguably less to do with jesus than the bunny). I offered her the cycle of rebirth and renewal as a connection between jesus and the bunny, but she sucked her front teeth with a noise like a tiny little rock rolling over a tomb door and said that she didn't THINK so.
Now, clearly a wise woman would have packed her godless party favors in the secular section of the post office, but leaving aside the gross inappropriateness of the whole conversation, what on earth is wrong with the easter bunny? It's a symbol. It's not as if we're wrapping it in wicker and sacrificing it to a tree.
Besides, things being what they are these days, I suspect that if you sent a toddler a fluffy stuffed mostly-naked jewish man being nailed to a cross until he died slowly of shock and exposure and blood loss and dehydration the postal authorities might take it the wrong way.
Anyway, I'll make sure I ask the monsignor when we go pick up the kid's chocolate rabbit from him on Saturday.