Recycled from a mail I sent to a list:
So I was at a Hannukah party the other night, and we were going to sing “Maoz
Tzur” after candle lighting, and Tanya pointed out that she, like
many people, doesn’t sing the last verse because it’s a bit heavy on the
“asking God to rain down vicious justice on anyone who looks at us funny”
for her liking, much like various other Jewish holiday numbers.
(of course, the Jews aren’t the only ones vaguely embarrassed by violent last
Wait a minute… this whole calling-on-fiery-revenge-from-the-heavens
thing sounds a bit familiar…
s/The Holy One Blessed Be He/orbiting satellite superweapon/;
WE’RE A NATION OF BOND VILLAINS!
(I knew all those old guys in shul looked a bit too much like Blofeld…)