I repeat this post every year at this time, and with it, I wish all those of you, Beautiful People, who observe this tragic day of mourning, an easy and meaningful fast.
Traveling through the streets of Paris with his entourage, Napoleon passed a synagogue and heard heart-wrenching wailing from within.
“Why are my Jews crying? – asked the emperor, – What happened to them?
“Sire, – rushed an aide-de-camp, “they are lamenting the destruction of their Temple.”
“What? Their Temple was destroyed and nobody told me? Where? When?”
“Your Majesty, I believe it occurred about seventeen hundred years ago in Jerusalem, and every year on that day they get together, fast, and mourn their loss.”
“Alors, – exclaimed Napoleon, “people who remember their past as if it happened just now, will definitely live to see their future!”
So says theGemorrah (Taanis),that all who mourn the…
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