The Sorrows of Young Werewolf (eyeteeth) wrote,
The Sorrows of Young Werewolf

Echad is the loneliest number

Jonah doesn't know what to make of me, nor does he understand this Christianity I keep telling him about, or its relevance to my womb, which is a thing I have despite wearing pants, and it's all very confusing.

Given the facility with which he flees from his home (in Gath-Hepher, as I have drawn it, or at the Temple in Jerusalem, or wherever) it's hard to imagine Jonah with a wife or children. And in a narrative sense, he is such a solitary figure, the one prophet sent to Nineveh, the one Hebrew on the ship -- the one Hebrew, in fact, in the entire story -- that it's hard to imagine him in a familial relationship with anyone. When one does, it's easiest to imagine that all his relatives are dead, making him the odd man out yet again -- and explaining, perhaps, his relentless death wish. Everywhere Jonah goes he's a weirdo; even at home he's a weirdo, because he's a prophet, and abroad he is this strange circumcised creature, a Hebrew; his most (perhaps only) intimate relationship is with God, but satisfying though that might be at times, God can hardly be called a pal. So maybe one of the reasons Jonah finds death so appealing is that in death he would finally be part of a group.
Tags: death, judaism, the book of jonah
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