In Marrakech

The streets of Marrakech run with blood today.  It is Eid Al Adha, the feast of the sacrifice, to comemorate Ibraham’s (Abraham) willingness to obey God by sacrificing his son Ishmael (Ishmael/Isaac, who can say?).  (If a booming voice told me to sacrifice my son, I’d tell him to go to hell.  My failure to see the virtue in Abraham’s more faithful actions lets me reject three religions in one go.  Convenient.)  In anycase, God relented at the last minute and said sacrifice a ram instead.  So today rams are being sacrificed all over town, the heads are then cooked in the streets over barbecues made from old bedsprings.  It’s not to my taste but if I wanted things to my taste I would have gone to Starbucks.

Many thanks to all who gave tips earlier.  I will write more later the kybrd here is hard to use.


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