NOT ADAM TONIGHT The winter solstice has always wanted a story. When the days shrink, the cold closes in and the light seems to be dying, human beings instinctively look for a festival that says: no, the darkness will not win. In the ancient Mediterranean this meant Saturnalia, Kalendae, bonfires and torches; for us, in Europe, it may mean Christmas, a Christian solstice feast of light-in-the-dark, birth-in-midwinter, hope against despair. This was a problem for the Rabbis
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