The Sun Hits the Spot

Here in the United States this practice comes with a humorous history. Four cycles ago, back in 1897, most Jewish immigrants who took the Law seriously were located in New York. When the time came to recite this blessing, people began to gather in groups in the time-honored manner. The problem was they were not attuned to the local laws prohibiting public gatherings without a permit. The result was arrests and inconvenience, as misunderstanding bred annoyance and hilarity.

An item in the New York Times of April 8, 1897 describes a scene straight out of the Keystone Kops. Officer Foley, the well-meaning Irish cop, is dismayed to find a large crowd in Central Park. He advances menacingly upon the man who looks like the leader, a Rabbi Klein. Klein sees the cop waving his billy club and has little confidence in the ability of his heavily accented English to extricate him from this imbroglio. What to do? Simple: he takes off on the run through the park with Foley nipping at his heels. Eventually everything was sorted out before the local magistrate, with assistance from a rabbi whose American language skills were more developed.

via The American Spectator : The Sun Hits the Spot.

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