Israel is most assuredly the chosen nation. But once the Haftara reading gets started, we seem to take on a brand new and far less flattering identity: that of the chattering people.
By MICHAEL FREUND
As the young man takes his place on the podium at the center of the synagogue, the murmur among the crowd grows increasingly audible. What begins as a series of hushed whispers quickly turns into a steady hum of background buzz that is as discernible as it is diverting.Few, it seems, are paying much attention as the would-be cantor begins to croon, reciting the passages with mounting intensity and fervor even as many of those present are increasingly unmindful of his gallant efforts. “Baruch ata...,” he chants, barely reciting the first two words of the blessing before a series of half-muted groans can be heard.Fearing that the reader’s pace might rival that of a cricket match, certain congregants apparently choose to express their dismay through a series of barely-concealed guttural gasps. Having released a little tension, they now feel free to settle back and relax, launching into a series of chats and conversations, despite the ritual being played out before them.Though not quite reaching the decibel level of the Vuvuzela horns brandished by South African fans at the World Cup, the banter is equally distracting, taking on a life all its own in what has become a semi-official ritual I refer to as the Haftara rap.Even as the inspiring visions of the prophets are being read on the dais, the guys to my right begin discussing the relative merits of various gadgets that have recently hit the market, with the iPad clearly exciting their interest more than Isaiah.On another weekend, it might be the Yankees who trump Ezekiel, or Hollywood overwhelming Habakkuk in the battle for the attention-span of synagogue-goers.Mistaking “Haftara time” for a form of halftime, it seems that many otherwise dutiful Jews proclaim their own brief intermission.AdvertisementINDEED, ON a recent Sabbath, I had a fine selection of topics to choosefrom while struggling to follow the reading of the Haftara – not that Iwas listening in to other people’s conversations, mind you.Nearby, in the Jewish equivalent of a Fox News Alert, there wererunning updates about a recent tornado that had struck Long Island anddamaged some Jewish-owned homes and businesses. I could all but feelthe funnel-shaped air whirling around me as I was treated to anin-depth mixture of analysis and commentary about how the Wizard of Ozhad finally arrived in Great Neck.I think I now understand why there is no need for newspapers to bepublished in Israel on Saturdays. You can get all the news you wantsimply by tuning in to your neighbors during the Haftara.Israel is most assuredly the chosen nation. But once the Haftarareading gets started, we seem to take on a brand-new and far lessflattering identity as well: that of the chattering people.And the truth is that this is highly unfortunate, if only because thestories of our ancestors have so much relevance to our presentsituation. Take, for example, the story of Joshua dispatching two spiesto scout out Jericho, which is a timely reminder of how we settled theLand of Israel more than three millennia before the establishment ofthe PLO.Or how about Samuel the prophet’s stirring example of clean Jewishleadership, free of corruption: “Whose ox have I taken? Or whose donkeyhave I taken? Whom have I robbed? Whom have I coerced?”And then there was the reading from the Book of Judges two weeks ago,when Jephthah provided us with a straightforward lesson inhasbara. After the king of Ammon accused Israel ofoccupying his lands, and demanded that we “return them in peace,”Jephthah would not cower, offering instead a spirited defense of theJewish people’s legitimate acquisition of territory. Invoking history,truth and morality, the fearless judge rebutted Israel’s critics in amanner that our own Foreign Ministry would do well to emulate.THE HAFTARA is a precious part of the synagogue service – short,lyrical and uplifting. What a shame that it has often become littlemore than a sidebar for chit-chat and conversation.In the coming weeks, with the approach of Tisha Be’av, we will readJeremiah’s rebuke and Isaiah’s reprimand of Israel for our sins,followed by seven Haftarot in a row of comfort, consolation and solace.It is a remarkable stretch, one which challenges us to look sharply atourselves, both individually and collectively, before assuring us of afuture gleaming with hope and promise. Taken to heart, these Haftarotcan make us better human beings and better Jews.If only we would just pay a little more attention.
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