Legacy

It is no small thing to be recalled in posterity.

Throughout history, notables and those who

consider themselves such in their vanity

considered which of their in/famous acts

of public notoriety they might be celebrated

for, going out of their way to formulate new

and outrageous acts and statements counter to

societal acceptance with that old theatrical

adage in mind 'there is no such thing as bad

publicity' to adhere to the public mind. But

these are individuals, some great in the annals

of  history, most of no account. Uniquely there

is a people who in their collective presence

from antiquity to the present for whom the

great wide world feels nostalgia for the lapse

of their exotic presence; for that minuscule

minority of the world population distinguished

itself as a breed apart and beyond in every 

metric of meritorious or scandalous portion

in their humanity-share of existence. A people

whose very existence has always dangled on a

silken thread of extinction forever facing the

suspicion of 'other'; hounded and harassed

persecuted and murdered yet somehow hanging

on to that thread of existence. The absence from

countless geographies the world over fleeing

disentitlement and death created a vacuum

where they lived for hundreds and thousands

of years. Now the cleansed atmosphere lacks 

verve and invention; the persecutors mourn the

lapse that nature demurs to fill, Jews gone.