Should you suddenly find yourself surrounded by a bunch of young girls dressed up like Catwoman during the month of March, you may well have stumbled into a Purim street party.
The Jewish version of Halloween, Purim is a minor Jewish holiday that commemorates the salvation of the Jewish people in the ancient Persian empire from the wicked Prime Minister Haman’s plot "to destroy, kill and annihilate all the Jews, young and old, infants and women, in a single day," as recorded in the Biblical Book of Esther.
Events revolving around Purim celebrate customs associated with the holiday, including the drinking of wine or any other alcoholic beverage and the wearing of masks and costumes in public.
Before I go into my rant, allow me to first note that there is no Jewish holiday that evokes such unbridled joy as Purim, one of the most widely celebrated festivals in Israel.
The best part about the holiday is that it uniquely transcends geography, socioeconomic status and religious backgrounds.
During Purim, everyone, from Jerusalem's Bible thumping ultra-Orthodox Jews in their severe black suits and hats to Tel Aviv's latte-sipping secular hipsters, artists and hi-tech entrepreneurs, is out there celebrating — if not together, than at least simultaneously.
My beef with this national day of dressing up in amazing technicolor costumes, hitting the clubs and getting just a wee bit toasty is that I'm a 43-year-old father of four children under the ages of five who has to wake up at 5:30am, shave, shower, then grind out another eight hours in an office doused in hellish fluorescent lighting.
Such is the nature of minor holidays.
Businesses are pretty much open as usual and people work.
But that's only the half of it. I don't miss my wild and crazy single days, which were rather mild and lazy if memory serves, one single bit. Though I am not a religious person, I am undeniably blessed to have married up, to a woman of grace, elegance, good humor, easy charm, unusual compassion and unforced beauty.
As such, I have no desire to relive those nights of binge drinking, dry heaving and waking up in low places.
Rather, the revulsion I feel towards Israel's Purim, as I did toward Halloween when I lived in the U.S., is based on the fact that every year I have to endure the site of middle aged colleagues coming to work dressed like hookers, bikers, and the occasional superhero.
Call me an uptight, unliberated white guy, but I actually can't even remember the last time I put on a costume.
While I can't back up the following suspicion with an iota of evidence, I maintain that when your company's chief executive officer suddenly goes from wearing standard button-down shirts, slacks, and loafers to prancing around the office watercooler dressed like Marilyn Monroe, well "Ms. CEO" may want to consider reactivating her membership on Match.com.
And so, this Purim, just as in Halloweens past, I will be the only one to dare come to work dressed as, of all things, an employee. A good friend mine tried to convince me to not take getting dressed up so seriously. "Just do what I do and pencil in a mustache. You don't want to become known as the office buzzkill," he sagely advised.
Maybe that's what I'll do. Perhaps something as simple as a little Charlie Chaplin moustache above my lip will convey the message that I'm generally sociable, yet not desperate to socialize.
The thing is, in the hyper politicized world we live in, Charlie Chaplin could well be mistaken for Adolf Hitler, in which case about half the office will think that I dressed up as Donald Trump.
Or — maybe I'll just burn a sick day.
Gidon Ben-Zvi, former Jerusalem Correspondent for the Algemeiner newspaper, is an accomplished writer who left behind Hollywood starlight for Jerusalem stone in 2009. After serving in an Israel Defense Forces infantry unit from 1994-1997, Ben-Zvi returned to the United States before settling in Israel, where he and his wife are raising their four children to speak fluent English – with an Israeli accent. Ben-Zvi's work has appeared in The Jerusalem Post, The Times of Israel, the Algemeiner, American Thinker, the Jewish Journal, Israel Hayom, and United with Israel. Ben-Zvi blogs at Jerusalem State of Mind (jsmstateofmind.com). For more of his reports — Click Here Now.
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