Surreal Starvation
Sunday, April 24th, 2011
After reading A Hunger Artist, it was interesting to find out that Franz Kafka had died of starvation, a complication from the tuberculosis that tore up his throat from so much coughing that he could hardly eat.
OK, so I realize this is an odd topic for Easter Sunday, but I imagine that Jesus died of something close to starvation, hanging up there on the cross, dehydrating and withering in the sun, bleeding slowly with nothing to nourish him but his conversations with God.
When I started writing, I had no intention of comparing Franz Kafka with Jesus, but there it is. I could delete my words, take them all back, but what the heck. They were both Jewish. They both suffered. They were both misunderstood.
But it’s not about the starvation or the death today. It’s about the celebration of life and immortality. And what better way to celebrate life than with chocolate bunnies? Let’s eat.