Passover/Easter

Sunday, April 20, 2025 – It’s BOTH Easter Sunday and the last day of Passover.

It’s for all the people that believe in this!

YAY, says 8-year-old me.  Because in those days, only Easter got talked about in pop culture.  The best we Jewish kids got was maybe a mention at the end of a local newscast but usually not.  Meanwhile, that week in school there was the painting of Easter eggs and sometimes the appearance of a large bunny.

Needless to say, the significance of the eggs, the bunny and the holiday itself was never explained.  

Of course, I did know a little about Passover.  It was a holiday where you ate matzoh –  a bland tasting flatbread – and celebrated (Note: Well, sort of…) because centuries ago the Angel of Death “passed over” the homes of Jews, who were once again fleeing their neighborhoods in terror because bad people were trying to kill us.  

Sigh

We were always fleeing somewhere and often we got caught.  But not all the time.  This day we got away with our lives and whatever it was we were being hunted down for, in this case the imagined crime of simply being ourselves.

Imagine being hunted down for no apparent reason other than something someone else makes up, or assumes, about who you really are.  Hard to believe, right?

I simply cannot imagine!

Meanwhile Christ, who was said to be a Jew (Note: I learned this to my great surprise a few years later) was, according to Christianity, literally resurrected on Easter Sunday, after being murdered by… well, let’s not get into that.

We’ll just leave it at that

Anyway, so this year the confluence of both days means t’s a celebration for… both sides?

Oh, who knows because obviously there are more than those raised Jewish and Christian in the world.  A lot more.  I mean, even atheists count, right?

I’m not an observant Jew and my husband is certainly not an observant Catholic.  At all.   Yet when you’re raised with religion it somehow becomes a part of you culturally, no matter how much you try to ignore it. An imprint on your early soul that every so often surfaces in quite unexpected ways.

Recently, I realized that for both of us it will sometimes rear its head in…. kindness and understanding.

Just call me Katie!

Isn’t that weird?

Perhaps not.

All those stories of suffering or being chased for no reason other than who you are –  when I consider it the best I can say is that what we both took away from all that indoctrinating dogma was… empathy.

Not sure that was the plan.

You need a hug

And maybe being gay at a time when it wasn’t so cool to be, is what really helped with that.  

On the other hand, God – or whatever you imagine her/him/they to be, works in mysterious ways, right?

Which is to say, on this rare day when two different religions simultaneously celebrate survival, it might be a good time to consider the value of understanding and empathy for those less fortunate than ourselves. 

You got this!

To honor those who live by that mantra.  

And to be very, very, very suspect of anyone who does not.

John Lennon & The Plastic Ono Band – “Imagine”

Keep Hope Alive

The six-hour Fire Aid benefit concert this week raised more than $60 million (and counting) in emergency funds to help those who lost their homes or suffered other incalculable losses as a result of the massive destruction from the recent L.A. wildfires.  The money will be used to begin to rebuild, or at least help steady lives and communities, and begin to figure out ways to prevent future fires.  The entire live event on Thursday is currently streaming on Netflix and Max – or can be watched in its entirety on YouTube.

Dozens of some of the most iconic names in music performed, many of whom now live, or have lived, in Los Angeles.  Sure, it wasn’t everybody.  But the cross-generational level of superstar talent mixed with personal stories of perseverance and survival by many of those who lost so much, was quite a singular evening.  A somewhat unexpected musical event that is hard to describe in any other way than listing some of the talent.

As star studded as it gets

Billie Eilish and Finneas, Olivia Rodrigo and Gracie Abrams,  Dr. Dre, L’il Baby, Shiela E., Jellyroll and Anderson.Paak.  Green Day, the Black Crowes, a Nirvana reunion of Dave Grohl and his two original bandmates, with the singers St. Vincent, Kim Gordon, Joan Jett (!) and Grohl’s daughter, Violet, performing the bands’ songs.

There was P!nk, nearly stealing the show channeling her inner Janis Joplin and Led Zeppelin, Stephen Stills and Graham Nash reuniting, Stevie Wonder still wondrous and Joni Mitchell as the ultimate sixties survivor and sage. 

Wow

Not to be outdone by Alanis Morisette, Gwen Stefani and No Doubt, Steve Nicks, John Fogerty and Rod Stewart. 

Wow wow

Oh, and  Katy Perry, Dawes, John Mayer, the Red Hot Chili Peppers, Sting and for gosh sakes, Earth Wind and Fire.

Lady Gaga closed the show with a few of her hits and then performed an original tune she co-wrote for the event that she hoped would evoke hope – a bouncy late sixties/early seventies throwback called All I Need Is Time.

Mind. Blown.

Speaking of hits, every artists’ mini-sets included at least one or two of the songs they are best known for.  These performances most especially did NOT seem like an expectation or a chore, as is sometimes the case.  But rather a gift being given to the survivors, the city and a national (Note: International?) audience, many of whom don’t live in Los Angeles but are nevertheless trying to survive a fairly bleak last few months and an uncertain future.

It was as if there was an unspoken message of, maybe we can feel better for a few minutes by at least sharing this again.  It’s not a solution or a cure but at least it’s something more positive than crying or doom scrolling.

Is that… optimism?

Not that the latter two don’t serve some function.

At least for me.

It’s easy to be cynical about the intentions of anyone in the entertainment industry but Fire Aid felt like one of those rare, almost non-existent events where sincerity was on the table across-the-board.  I had heard it was happening days ago but with so much in the news to look forward to… NOT!… it had slipped my mind until my much more optimistic other-half texted me while I was teaching that evening to tell me it was incredible and he was DVRing it, which was followed by another text from my sister that simply read, P!NK! (Note:  Yes, I’m a fan).

More optimism? Help!!

It’s true that $60 million is a relatively small number of the several billion estimate needed to rebuild what the fires have wrought. 

And sure money is important. 

But for me what the concert did better than anything I’ve seen or experienced recently, was to unite people and communities that might not ordinarily join together for a common cause.  And make them feel a little less… devastated. 

Ahhhhh!

That doesn’t happen much anymore, if ever, and certainly not without a dash of vitriol directed at someone or some group.

Yet this is a fleeting example of what’s possible, albeit thus far improbable, more than a month in to 2025. 

But I’m all in for more.

P!nk – Full Performance – FireAid