It’s New York’s turn this year to host the event that inspired the following lines. I suppose I shouldn’t expect any invitations to one of those parties featuring the local kosher deli’s all-you-can-eat Super Sunday special (where they’ve at least got the right idea about what a real hero is).
Morning dawns.
It is Sunday but not just any Sunday morn — it is the dawn of the Hallowed Day. America a secular land? Hah! Silly Hitchens Dawkins and fellow New Atheists — sacred devotion is so very much alive in America.
There are of course those who are deeply faithful throughout the year and perform the Ritual of the Watching and all the ancient rites attendant thereto each Sunday in Temples throughout the land. The most pious of these even make the Pilgrimage to the Sanctum Sanctorum itself in which that day’s Confrontation will take place partaking first of course of the sacred parking lot Feast. But on this Hallowed Day we are all men women and children part of — to coin a phrase — a “kingdom of priests a holy nation.”
Rise then with alacrity and tend to what chores need be done for the afternoon cometh speedily when all thine work need already be complete. And there is much to be done in anticipation of the Watching.
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