Brief back story: I’m taking a History of the Nazi Holocaust class, and it’s fascinating, and we learned something particularly fascinating today. I wanted to share it with you guys.
So, in 70 CE, one of the very last Jewish revolts took place. A small sect of Jews refused to bow down to the Romans and found their way to Masada, an unscalable mountain retreat.
Still, the Romans laid siege, showing off their ridiculous infrastructure skills and building a ramp up the mountain. The Jews decided that, rather than be captured, they would commit suicide.
But that was a crime against God, one they weren’t willing to commit. So they drew lots. Each would kill another person, and only the last person (the one who drew the last lot, of course) would kill himself.
Today, 18-year-old Israelis who enter the army are taken up to Masada for a ceremony. There, they learn that Jews do not surrender.
I don’t want to kill myself, of course. But all the same, I would like to be that way.
I’d like to believe in something so strongly that I wouldn’t surrender it, even for my life.