On the list of Things a Good Jew Should Do, fasting on Tisha B’Av ranks pretty low on my list.
Now, before my rabbi has a minor heart attack, I should confess that despite my misgivings, like many observant Jews around the world, I will be refraining from eating, drinking, bathing, wearing leather shoes and engaging in marital relations with my nonexistent spouse from sundown tonight until an hour after sundown tomorrow. But that doesn’t mean I’ll be happy about it.
It’s not that I have anything against fasting itself. Like the Israeli author Etgar Keret, my favorite holiday is Yom Kippur. It’s practically transcendent: You spend all night and day in synagogue, prostrating yourself, singing, thinking about all the things you want to change and all the people you’ve been a little shit toward. By the end, the old men across the aisle from Kiddush club have been practically transformed into angelic beings.
But Tisha B’Av holds no such magic. It has all the same rules, minus the ones that give you a day off from work. How am I supposed to be simultaneously thinking about all the sad things that have happened to Jews, listening to my growling stomach and keeping up with my overflowing inbox? How can you be transcendent and depressed while watching cat videos at your desk?
It’s also hard to take it seriously. Whereas on Yom Kippur, eating a single morsel of food leaves your soul inextricably cut off from the Jewish people, no such grievous consequences come with violating Tisha B’Av. And in my book, any rule that you can break without serious spiritual consequences can’t really be that much of a rule, now can it?
I mean, I get it — Tisha B’Av is supposedly the saddest day of the Jewish year. Lots of bad stuff happened to our people on the Ninth of Av, for sure. We were kept out of the Promised Land. Both temples were destroyed. We were kicked out of Spain, and so on and so forth. But what ever happened to “They tried to kill us, we won, let’s eat”?
In fact, there’s a strong case to be made that this actually is the right approach to take, starting with some of our oldest texts. In Zechariah 8:19, God tells the prophet, “The fast of the fourth month, the fast of the fifth month, the fast of the seventh month, and the fast of the tenth month shall become occasions for joy and gladness, happy festivals for the House of Judah.”
And in a tractate of the Talmud, many rabbis take this as carte blanche to eat. “When there is peace in the world, they will be times of joy and gladness, on which eulogies and fasting are forbidden; but when there is no peace, they are days of fasting,” one rabbi writes. Another rabbi interprets the biblical line to mean, “When there is peace in the world and the Temple is standing, these days will be times of joy and gladness; when there is persecution and troubles for the Jewish people, they are days of fasting,; and when there is no persecution but still no peace, neither particular troubles nor consolation for Israel, the halakha [Jewish law] is as follows: If people wish, they fast, and if they wish, they do not fast.”
Are the Jewish people in a time of peace? We have a modern state; we have several of our own in the White House; we have relative prosperity in the United States, Israel and other major Jewish communities. Despite all our hand-wringing, are the Jewish people really having such a bad time of it? Jerusalem itself, the city we are supposed to be mourning, has never been as vibrant and full of life as it is today. As Rabbi Nathan Lopes Cardozo put it, “How can I, in good conscience, utter or even listen to words claiming that I live in a desolate city, when in fact I look out of my window and am amazed to see Yerushalayim rebuilt so splendidly, as if mocking the Scroll of Eichah?”
It’s a good question. As for me and my household, we’ll be 25 hours food-free, whether or not there’s a biblical or rabbinic obligation to be. At the end of the day, for most Orthodox Jews, communal norms, minhagim, are just as binding as Jewish law itself. But if you’re a lonely wandering Jew trying to take on a new Jewish obligation, I suggest you take on gossiping less, giving more charity, hosting more strangers at your Shabbat dinner table or learning Jewish law. You’d have a rabbinic leg to stand on. And seriously, haven’t the Jewish people suffered enough?
Laura E. Adkins is the Forward’s Deputy Opinion Editor and runs Scribe, the Forward’s Contributor Network. She holds a B.A. in Economics from NYU and grew up in Southwest Missouri. She writes about data, orthodoxy, kosher wine and builds interactive maps — though usually not all at the same time. Contact Laura at firstname.lastname@example.org, like her page on Facebook, or follow her on Twitter.