I think I’m going to whip through a bunch of verses today, because they are repeating previous ones: Rabbi Halafta of Kefar Hananiah says: When ten sit studying the Torah, the Shekina resides in their midst, as it is said,…
In Which Your Humble Blogger examines what kind of yokel we’re talking about here.
In Which Your Humble Blogger gives extra bonus translations for late-night reading pleasure.
In Which it is not the quantity but the location that counts.
In Which Your Humble Blogger has an appropriate verse for Banned Books week.
In Which Your Humble Blogger prays for the welfare of the empire, but then, I’m native to it, and to the manner born.
In Which Your Humble Blogger is still here, only, well, I’m still here.
In Which Your Humble Blogger finishes the chapter, which is good, because it’s just possible that we won’t get back to the Pirke Avot until the New Year.
In Which Your Humble Blogger tries to make three points into a triangle.
In Which Your Humble Blogger tries not to be wicked in his own eyes, which aren’t very strong anyway.