If you're an observant Jew in your twenties and thirties living in the United States, you've probably asked yourself, "Why the bejeezus do I observe this stuff, especially Shabbat? What does it matter if I use my Saturday to shop, or whatever, if I find it relaxing?" And then came John Goodman, with his Big Lebowski character, a Vietnam vet and avid bowler who "doesn't roll on Shabbos." I see that as a sea change for Jewish observance.
On that same note, I'm not the first Jewish blogger to link to this well-written story of a journey in Jerusalem by a self-proclaimed Orthodox Anarchist. But I think it's worth a read, as the author shares an encounter that altered his perception of Shabbat observance.
It's enough to make this Urban Kvetcher cough up a coveted slot on the Blogroll. But in the interim, it's given me some food for thought, and made me glad that I didn't attend the Friday night Blogger Bash in east midtown. There will be other bashes. Hopefully not on Friday nights. Because as conflicted as I sometimes am about the strictures of observance, this Jew still doesn't roll on Shabbos.