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fdelopera · 5 months
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Here’s one to add to the weird Chanukah merch collection! I found it at my old job last year on clearance for $2.30 after the holiday season. It plays 3 songs: I Have a Little Dreidel, Chanukah Oh Chanukah, and Al Hanisim. I haven’t actually taken it out of the box and seen it in action but we’re going to test it out and see how ridiculous it is. Just thought you’d get a kick out of it!
OMG thank you! XD
This falls into the "so cheesy it's AMAZING" category of Chanukah merch.
10/10 I love Judah Maccabot 2.0. This is like the Maccabean Revolt meets Pacific Rim. Or maybe he's a Golem. Either way. I love him.
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What if Yehudit of Betul and Yehudah Maccabee were the same person, and Yehudah Maccabee was a trans man? There is no canonical evidence for this, I just think it's a cool concept.
Happy Chanukah!
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theimaginauts · 2 months
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THE HAMMER VS. THE ANVIL
Art by STEVE RUDE
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evilhorse · 6 months
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We’re attending a funeral.
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sssfrs · 1 year
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💙🔨🕎🕯מי ימלל גבורות ישראל 💙🔨🕎🕯
Happy end of Hanukkah, here is my hanukkah drawing 
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dovymcjewpunk · 1 year
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On this night 2,186 years ago, the victorious Makabim entered the Beys HaMikdash to light the seven lamps of the holy menorah, but the pure gold menorah had been stolen during the occupation by the Greco-Assyrians. Instead, they used seven spears left by their fleeing enemies to fashion a lampstand, and lit the holy lights on it. The weapons meant for their destruction then shone with the light of the indestructible Jewish Spirit for the eight day re-dedication (chanukah) of the Temple.
What was meant to destroy us, only made us shine. And two thousand years later, despite subsequent invasion, exile, and many more attempted genocides, that light still shines as brightly as it did when it shone from a menorah made of spears. This is Chanukah.
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judahmaccabees · 3 days
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A robust Lion, tawny and fierce, his fiery mane ablaze, unfazed by the lure of haze
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nonstandardrepertoire · 5 months
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once, many years ago, a foreign army came into a little piece of land that had long been a punching bag for the larger states on all sides of it. the people running that army didn't really care about the people who were already living there, altho they were certainly happy to use those people as labor for their state-building projects and to extract food and money and other forms of wealth from them in the form of taxes
after a time, the people in charge of this more powerful state decided that the traditional ways of life of the people who had been living there before the army rolled in were no longer acceptable to the ruling elite and had to be stamped out (to some degree at least). a big group of the people who had already been living there decided they weren't very happy with that and started waging a guerilla war to regain political control of the place they lived
like all wars, this one was bloody. and the people who were fighting to regain political control of the place they had lived for generations killed a whole lot of innocent people, including people who thought they were on the same side. so did the state-organized army they were fighting
after years and years of this, the powerful state decided they had had enough of this and up and left. the guerilla warriors had carried the day. (the state they set up themselves didn't do too well, but that's a story for another day)
tonight, a whole bunch of people are going to start lighting candles in commemoration of this guerilla military victory and then some number of them are going to use this bloody, asymmetrical struggle against a more powerful centrally organized state as a rhetorical argument to valorize a centrally organized state doing war crimes against a population they have been systematically dispossessing and culturally erasing as punishment for a portion of that population waging a bloody, asymmetrical struggle and the irony of it all is going to be the end of me
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mew-oconnor · 1 year
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in honor of tonight’s callups
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strangeduckpaper · 2 years
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Who knew my DC obsession would be (partially) rekindled by El family history?
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indexcard · 5 months
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yo la tengo show literally better than some sex i've had
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erin-gilberts · 6 months
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No one in 2023 cares particularly much about Ghostbusters fics this committed to exploring each person's individual childhood selves, but it actually means the world to me to imagine that while 8yo Erin was learning to shrink and silence herself until little remained, 8yo Abby was miles away and worlds apart learning how to stand up for herself and her community.
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prismatic-bell · 1 year
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Okay so I never actually want to see Disney or Tim Burton touch this with a thirty-foot pole because they’d fucking ruin it, but. May I present to you The Nightmare Before Christmas 2 that lives in my head rent-free:
Jack Strikes Back.
It’s another ordinary year in Halloweentown when there’s a knock at Jack’s door. He opens it and there’s an extremely burly dude in a loincloth, a fairy, and a walking pot of burning oil.
They want to talk to Jack.
He has experience, they’ve heard, with a certain big red lobster man yelling about how holidays are supposed to give each other their space and not railroad over each other, and our motley band of new protagonists could use his expertise on the matter. Because it seems old Sandy Claws might be just a leeeeeeeettle bit of a hypocrite.
These three representatives have a favor to ask of Jack: help get Claus back where he fucking belongs and out of Chanukkah.
Featuring:
—a running gag where the Chanukkians go to utterly ridiculous, Rube Goldberg-like lengths to keep the pot of oil lit. It never goes out, but good lord at what cost.
—this gag finally pays off right at the very end when everybody thinks Santa’s extinguished the oil. After a moment’s horrified silence the flame appears again and everybody from Halloweentown loses their shit cheering, because it’s been thirty years and they’re STILL a little confused but they got the spirit.
—the mayor is absolutely delighted by the presence of gelt. Candy? Your holiday includes CANDY? How excellent! Forward-thinking, even! Kindred spirits!
—everybody is confused by the fairy, including the fairy. She tells people she wasn’t originally from Chanukkahtown, she was from an ad campaign. She thinks. She’s not really sure. Characters from Chanukkahtown who speak Hebrew don’t seem to notice she’s there.
—of course there’s a group of arguing rabbis. OF COURSE there is. And yes, it is of course implied that two of them are Shammai and Hillel, because they’re arguing about which way you’re supposed to light the chanukkiyah.
—Santa tries to blame Jack because after all, Jack wanted more Christmas! Santa’s just being nice! Jack is having none of this.
—Lock, Stock, and Barrel are basically in love with Judah Maccabee (the big burly dude, of course) because he enjoys catapults.
—Jack does actually try to learn about Chanukkah. The problem is, every question he asks, he gets multiple, wildly various, all correct answers. The only time everybody agrees is when he says “and when is this Chanukkah?” and Judah goes THE TWENTY-FIFTH DAY OF KISLEV and Jack goes “which is…when, exactly?” And everybody just stops and stares at each other before they all go “uh….we can check. Yeah. We’ll check.”
—the fairy is horrified to find out the reason she doesn’t remember where she’s from is because the answer is “Christmastown.” She was basically a Smurfette. When Santa tries to recall her she’s like “D: nope sorry I’m defecting I’d rather have no past and make people happy even if I AM an ad campaign”
—the rabbis thank Jack at the end by giving him “a traditional Chanukkah token.” It’s a pair of socks.
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stevesbipanic · 5 months
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@steddiemas Day 8: Hanukkah Traditions
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Steve was nervous. He'd moved in with Eddie and Wayne a month ago since his parents told him in no uncertain terms to be out by the time they got back. The past month had felt so warm and loving. But Hanukkah was beginning tomorrow and Steve was freaking out.
"Sweetheart, you don't need to stress out about it, you don't even need to join in the traditions if you don't want to. Plus Wayne and I are very chill about it, I think Wayne just likes to remember his mother's stories the most, she would've loved you."
"But it is important, Eds! You and Wayne have been so good to me and I want to show you that I appreciate that."
Eddie sighed moving towards him, curling Steve's clenched hands and intertwining their fingers.
"We know you appreciate it, Stevie, and we both love you so much, secretly I think Wayne prefers you." Steve has a quirk of a smile for a moment.
"Only cause I don't burn the toast when I make breakfast."
"It was one time and I was 12, sorry for putting effort into father's day for him," Eddie joked. "C'mon let's go help Wayne finish letting up."
Later, when the menorah was set and ready on the windowsill, cabinets stocked with ingredients for all the food they'd make, and gifts wrapped for the week ahead, the three men sat with mugs of coffee despite the late hour.
"You ready for your first Hanukkah, Steve?" Wayne asked.
"I think so, Eddie has told me a bit but I'm excited to learn."
"That's good of you, son, don't worry if you don't get it all right away, Eddie tried lighting all the candles at once when he was little."
"Can we lay off poor baby Eddie, he was a sweet boy."
"A sweet boy that brought toads home as pets."
"The frogs are mean to them."
Wayne chuckled at his nephews antics.
"Would you like to hear the story of Judah and the Maccabees, Steve? My memory isn't as good as it used to be but I'm sure I can make it as exciting as my Ma used to tell it."
"I'd love to," Steve smiled. Wayne smiled softly, getting comfy in his chair and began to tell the tale. Steve leaned into Eddie as he listened, he might not know all the traditions yet, but it already feels more like home and family than Christmas with his parents ever did.
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evilhorse · 5 months
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Surely you’re not suggesting vampires?
(Nexus #65)
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girlactionfigure · 5 months
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The late Capt. Eden Nimri, an officer from the 'Sky Rider' unit, fought bravely and saved lives on the seventh of October. When terrorists broke into the Nahal Oz outpost, she directed her female soldiers and observers into the shelter, stood in the doorway, and waited for the terrorists.
When they arrived, she killed the first ones of them. Under the protection of the shootout that Eden engaged in with the many terrorists who continued to arrive, many of the female soldiers managed to escape and be saved. Eden absorbed the fire but saved many of them.
Hanukkah is also a celebration of women's heroism. At Hanukkah, it is customary to celebrate Judith, who was seen by some as the sister of Judah the Maccabee. According to tradition, she killed the general Holofernes who was besieging her city. With cunning and courage, she killed the commander, causing the Greeks to flee and the city to be freed from the siege.
A thread of heroic women has been woven for thousands of years between Judith, the mythological heroine, and Eden, a heroine of our time, who will yet become mythology.
Source: חילי טרופר | Chili Tropper
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