Dreams of Freedom on an Early Winter’s Day

I’ve been listening to the beautiful Scottish Anthem, Highland Cathedral lately.  Almost compulsively so.  I’m very supportive of the rights of subjugated peoples, rights to the independence purportedly guaranteed as a result of the first war to end all wars, the one we now know, after its abject failure as World War I and, to me, the Scotts are an enigma.  Brutally subjugated by the English, they morphed into English tools for the subjugation of others including the attempted subjugations of residents of thirteen of England’s North American colonists, whole peoples throughout the world including the Indian subcontinent, Asia and Africa.  As an aside, I wonder why India is a subcontinent while Europe is a continent when, in reality, both are parts of Asia. 

Still, many Scotts are awakening and discarding the hypocrisy inherent in their subjugation.  Bagpipe hymns like Highland Cathedral and Scotland the Brave bring to mind the aspiration for freedom, independence and self-expression of legendary Scottish folk heroes like Robert the Bruce, John Balliol, David II and even he who was referred to as Bonny Prince Charley, the original Charles III.  Today, of course, they would be joined by numerous Palestinian martyrs.

Perhaps many of today’s Scotts are being shamed by the courage of the Palestinian people in the face of genocide, ethnic cleansing and the theft of their country by European invaders.  Scottish independence.  Now wouldn’t that be something.  And perhaps a United Ireland.  And, maybe even a free Wales.  And, of course, a Free Palestine. 

Highland Cathedral, perhaps an anthem for the subjugated everywhere. 

No wonder it resonates so in my soul.
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© Guillermo Calvo Mahé; Manizales, 2025; all rights reserved.  Please feel free to share with appropriate attribution.

Guillermo (“Bill”) Calvo Mahé (a sometime poet) is a writer, political commentator and academic currently residing in the Republic of Colombia (although he has primarily lived in the United States of America of which he is also a citizen). Until 2017 he chaired the political science, government and international relations programs at the Universidad Autónoma de Manizales. Previously, he chaired the social studies and foreign language departments at the Eastern Military Academy in Huntington, New York. He is currently the publisher of the Inannite Review available at Substack.com; an intermittent commentator on radio and television; and, an occasional contributor to diverse periodicals and publications. He has academic degrees in political science (BA, The Citadel, The Military College of South Carolina), law (JD, St. John’s University, School of Law), international legal studies (LL.M, the Graduate Division of the New York University School of Law) and translation and linguistic studies (GCTS, the University of Florida’s Center for Latin American Studies). However, he is also fascinated by mythology, religion, physics, astronomy and mathematics, especially with matters related to quanta, cosmology and cosmogony. He can be contacted at guillermo.calvo.mahe@gmail.com and much of his writing is available through his blog at https://guillermocalvo.com/.

Thoughts on a New Year’s Eve Two Score Years after 1984

1984, now forty years in our past, was a terrible year for me for many reasons but, amazingly, I somehow survived.  Something that did not please the evolving informal collective of unelected bureaucrats which was to eventually be grouped together with the military industrial complex, much of the judiciary, the corporate media and the Democratic Party under the sobriquet “Deep State.

Nineteen-Eighty-Four (perhaps also set forth numerically as 1984) was also a very prescient book published in 1948 (interesting numerical inversion) by Eric Arthur Blair, formerly a student of Aldous Huxley while Blair was at Eton College.  Mr. Blair is better known to us as George Orwell and he also wrote the dystopian novel, Animal Farm.  Both novels were highly charged with what a future anthropologist studying our times might consider “mythic” elements.  Aldous Huxley was, of course, the author of the dystopian novel Brave New World.  I wonder what Joseph Campbell thought of Eric Arthur Blair.  Or of Aldous Huxley for that matter.  Or of Kurt Vonnegut.  The list of dystopian authors during the middle of the twentieth century was quite long.  I also wonder what they thought of Dr. Campbell.

When my sons were in high school I persuaded them to study Latin.  Rather than learning Latin as a language, my goal, they learned a good deal of mythology, something which they enjoyed and at which they excelled in statewide writing contests involving creation of modern myths.  However, their award winning entries did not really deal with myths in the profound philosophical and psychological sense that real myths deserve, but rather, they involved excellent adventure stories, stories that set one of my sons on a literary path specializing in the bizarre and the terrifying.  Something that always fascinated him.  He’s rather good at it although I may be a bit prejudiced.  You can find him on a number of social media sites usually under the “handle” (whatever that is) @alexcalvoishaunted.  Sites include TikTok (assuming it’s still legal in the US), YouTube, etc.  However, I have my own perspective on the nature of myths and their uses which differs from theirs. 

For some reason, recalling my sons’ adventures in Latin Class at Forest High School in Marion County, Florida, brings to mind a segment in the old Rocky and Bullwinkle cartoon series, the segment called “Fractured Fairy Tales”.  I loved it, as did they, and we engaged in fracturing fairy tales (as well as myths) on our own as a form of delightfully immature family entertainment.  It became a family tradition now carried on by my sons with their own children.  I miss Rocky and Bullwinkle and all their fellow conspirators.  Boris Badenov and Natasha come to mind but there were many others.  I guess the segment on fractured fairy tales comes to mind because we tend to do that in a much more serious vein with our ancestral myths and with the myths that we now mass produce.

Popular perception tends to assume that a myth is an inaccurate belief reflected in some sort of generally shared statement but that is inaccurate.  Myths may or may not be partially or even wholly accurate or inaccurate but usually lack generally recognized substantiating evidence.  That is especially true of myths that have existed for long periods of time, whether or not during such time they have experienced mutations.  Nonetheless, myths pack significant psychosocial power.  I believe that myths, like poems, should be perceived as having been inscribed on metaphorical mirrors permitting both believers and doubters to engage in reflective introspection and personal exploration based on the information conveyed in the differing versions of any given myth and thus, generating echoes permitting better understanding.  Understanding of oneself as well as of others.  Of course, myths as well as poems can be abused.  They can be used, as many authors of dystopian novels throughout the past three or four centuries have noticed, as tools to help reinforce prejudices and to facilitate control.  That, of course, is true of all means of communication, especially those focused on purported entertainment.  Like so much else, consider nuclear energy for example, positive things are not all that difficult to pervert, and that is the case with myths.  And that is the path towards perdition on which we seem to be embarked as 2024 becomes 2025.

We humans weave diverse webs, both figuratively and literally, webs that are either constructive or destructive.  And we use them as guides on paths sometimes leading somewhere special.  But, at other times, paths that merely spin us in delusive circles leading us nowhere at all.  Worst of all, all too often, the metaphorical tapestries we weave, or which, more frequently, are woven for us, lead inexorably towards polarizing divisive self-destruction.

The tapestries we weave or which are woven for us are usually based on our myths, both those predicated on ancient sources and those premised on recently created narratives, and they have a profound impact on how we react to our environment and with respect to the diverse contexts in which we find ourselves.  Indeed, they are the bricks and mortar of what we perceive as reality, a phenomenon which all too frequently involves delusion, especially when the weavers involved have been tasked by a privileged few with crafting a world according to their own designs, one meant to keep us artfully enslaved while convincing us that we are free and in control of our own destinies.  Such tapestries all too often tend to be crafted in the Hollywood hills based on scripts ordered in Washington, D.C. and written in New York City, with input from London and Paris and Berlin and Tel Aviv and now, more and more, in Brussels.  Most seem based on a perversion of the mythic Worm Ouroboros cycles, a perversion in which most of us chase our own tails like rabidly confused canines, believing that the cyclic circles we repeat will eventually lead us to a better world and that we’ll get there soon if we only stay the twisted course and increase our pace.

A metaphor comes to mind concerning “the road to hell” and “good intentions”. 

I wonder why.

The reality, of course, is that such endevors only make us dizzy and very effectively confused.  Confused enough to be easily deceived and manipulated.  Thus, to cite an all too relevant example, we believe that Hitler and the Nazis were the epitome of evil because, despite impressive social, civic, educational and technological accomplishments, they engaged in ethnic cleansing in a quest for lebensraum which, during a massive economic wartime blockade against them, led them to consider genocide as a final solution to their problems, both immediate and long term, a consideration they seemingly implemented.  Only a very few individuals doubt that the Nazis engaged in genocide and they are pejoratively labeled as “holocaust deniers” and “white supremacists”.  But very few people dare to look into the context in which the Nazis actions took place.  Indeed, research into the actions of the Nazis that might challenge the established narrative is actually a crime in various countries.  Such restrictions on speculation are attempts to prevent the generation of related myths and involve a recognition of the power of myths.  One related myth, however, is that the Nazis invented genocide and concentration camps as well and that myth is clearly wrong.  Of course, the Nazis did not invent genocide, it has a long and proud history, one shrouded in myths exalted in Abrahamic sacred writing, most of all in the Tanakh, an acronym for the three parts of the Jewish Bible (the Torah also known as the Pentateuch or the “Teaching of Moses”; the Nevi’im, the books of the prophets; and, the Ketuvim, which includes the psalms and wisdom literature).  One also exalted in the Quran and the diverse versions of the Christian Bible.

Given the horrible “current events” that traumatized us during 2024, it seems worthwhile to reflect a bit on the myths associated with “genocide, the collective activity that until recently, at least for a brief while, three quarters of a century or so, we considered the greatest of all evils, and to consider how we’ve twisted the myths with which it has been associated over the past three or so millennia in order to fit our current needs.  And such reflection, as usually occurs, should perhaps start with a bit of historical context.

Sooo.

The greatest mythic genocide of all was the prehistoric deluge, the one where all living creatures were destroyed (except for a select few) in a worldwide flood, a prominent Abrahamic myth but with corollaries in the more ancient Sumerian civilization and in the subsequent Hellenic mythos.  Following that example, one set by diverse divinities, genocide sort of became a “thing”, especially among a group some refer to as “Hebrews”, a “thing” almost always attributable to suggestions, instructions or even orders issued by a divinity.  Take the genocide involving all the firstborn sons of the ancient Egyptians (see the book of Exodus) as an example.  The “beneficiaries” were purported slaves but if so, very wealthy slaves as they left Egypt, not empty handed but well-armed and laden with loot: precious metals, woods, gems, cloth, etc., a part of the myth rarely related although obvious when the related “sacred” writings are actually examined.  After leaving Egypt, treasure laden, the former slaves purportedly traveled in the Sinai for four decades (interestingly, the same period of time which separates us from 1984) led by a certain Moishe, apparently, on a quest for further loot and further victims.  That in turn led them to ancient Jericho where, purportedly, Joshua, the Hebrew successor to the mythic Moishe (not the subsequent King of Judea), had all of that city’s inhabitants, men women and children killed, and perhaps their livestock as well.  That trend went on throughout a land then called Canaan in city after city as the former Egyptian slaves, purportedly under orders from their god, YHWH, sought to cleanse whatever land they passed through of what they considered to be human vermin.  The former slaves had apparently become very clean.

Hebrew genocide was not always direct.  Take for example the genocide which took place in the year 614 of what has come to be known as the Common Era in a city that had once been known as Salem until it was conquered and cleansed by descendants of the Hebrews.  The Hebrews had conquered and ethnically cleaned Salem a millennium or more prior to 614 and, after its conquest, had added the prefix “Jeru” to its name for some reason.  However, by 614 Jerusalem had become populated primarily by a schismatic offshoot sect of Judaism (as the religion of the Hebrews had come to be known), a sect that had taken to calling its members Christians, and the genocide in Jerusalem in 614 was not perpetrated by the Jews of that time themselves but rather by the Sassanid Empire, although perhaps at the suggestion of Jewish leaders, Jewish leaders furious with their brethren who had converted to Christianity and assumed control of the city, a city that had become sacred to both Jews and Christians and would soon become holy to a further Jewish heresy which would come to be known as Islam.  A city still causing serious problems, mayhem, murder, theft and other very unholy things. 

All of the foregoing examples of genocide were, according to related myths, divinely blessed.  Indeed there are Hebrew terms for sacred genocide, e.g., “zavakh” and “cherem” (using the Latin rather than Hebrew alphabet).  But times purportedly change and we humans purportedly progressed ethically and morally.  In modern times, at least since the genocide perpetrated on Armenians by Ottoman Turks at the beginning of the twentieth century, genocide has come to be frowned upon, or at least that’s what we claimed during and after a series of trials held in the German city of Nuremburg and the Japanese city of Tokyo following the end of what is known in the so called “West” as World War II or the Second World War (but known further East as the Great Patriotic War).  In that war, all sides engaged in large scale genocide but only the genocide attributed to the losers was deemed to have been “inappropriate”.  Following the trials in Nuremburg and Tokyo, an international organization was erected by the five principal victors in that Second World War, erected over the metaphorically dead body of the international organization founded at the end of the First World War (originally known as the War to End All Wars).  The old organization, one known as the League of Nations, had to be replaced as it was democratic and the victors wanted one that they could control in perpetuity, one camouflaged as a democracy but in reality, a tightly controlled oligarchic dictatorship.  That second international organization (the United Nations) was tasked with preserving peace and guaranteeing human rights and especially with avoiding further genocide.  Unfortunately, like its predecessor, it has proven an abject failure in its primary mission, or at least in the cover story cited as its primary mission.  The United Nation’s ruling body to which one might reasonably refer as the “Board of Dictators” (five permanent members each with a veto power of a “security” council established by the victors to rule the world using the United Nations as its tool), had an internal falling out shortly after the organization’s foundation (which at that point might more accurately have been referred to as the Disunited Nations) and the Board of Dictators had become divided into two separate opposing camps, each vetoing efforts to enforce the sort of constitution they had forced on all other countries (they referred to it as a “charter”, the Charter of the United Nations in fact), a high sounding set of covenants, as constitutions tend to be but so internally contradictory as to make its enforcement impossible (as also tends to occur with constitutions).  So, talk about myths, myth making and the evolution of myths.  Wars, especially world wars and their aftermaths and the ensuing attempts to justify them are practically cornucopias for myth creation.

But back to myths associated with genocide, a concept once purportedly orchestrated by divine command but then, well, eventually, considered a horrendous sin.  Mythic cycles tend to be incoherent and confusing.  Consider the reality that, after three quarters of a century where genocide was considered unsavory albeit it continued unabated in diverse parts of the world, where genocide had to be undertaken surreptitiously under cover of great propaganda campaigns, it has now come out of the closet, so to speak.  During the past fourteen months and, apparently, for the foreseeable future, genocide has come back into vogue, at least when it is backed by three of the five members of the United Nations’ Board of Dictators and their allies. 

A bit of context again, one as ironic as it is incoherent. Almost immediately after they had organized the United Nations following the Second World War and had purportedly sworn off violence as a means of conflict resolution, three of the members of the United Nation’s Board of Dictators had quickly founded another, purportedly compatible, international organization known as the North Atlantic Treaty Organization (NATO), one which, was incongruently a military alliance. And it has grown and grown and now engages in military activities all over the world, albeit in the name of peace.  Ironically but predictably, NATO has evolved from a purportedly inchoate defensive union into one charged with assisting in the overthrow of any governments elected democratically or selected aristocratically contrary to the wishes of NATO’s principle member, coincidentally the de facto chair-entity of one of the two factions that sit on the United Nation’s Board of Dictators (more politely referred to as the “permanent” members of the United Nations Security Council).  I’ll leave the specific identity of that chair-entity vague for the moment, although it would not surprise me all that much if many readers immediately guessed its identity.

Well, perhaps the change in attitude and related general mythic confusion concerning the morals and ethics associated with genocide is not all that recent and ironically, it sponsored by the United Nations itself in that fateful year, 1948, the year that Eric Arthur Blair wrote his most famous dystopian novel, the one mentioned above.  Ironically, the change in attitude was sponsored by that same second international organization that had been founded following the Second World War in order to prevent further genocide, a phenomenon that Mr. Blair referred to in his novel as “Truth Speak” (which means lies forcibly albeit unartfully imposed).  Based on the “Orwellian” concept of Truth Speak (pursuant to which convenient myths are generated, on demand), genocide is sometimes sacred, other times it is intolerably evil, and now, well it is pragmatic, a final solution of sorts to bothersome consequences involving massive theft and large scale murder, but engaged in by nice people. 

For example, during the past three quarters of a century, starting in 1948, a country was “facilitated” by the United Nations in a region known as Palestine, a region inhabited for millennia by a multiethnic population of Jews, Muslims and Christians.  Jews, Muslims and Christians who collectively called themselves Palestinians.  The beneficiaries of that bounty, a group of Jews supported by many Christians (none of whom lived in Palestine), a group that referred to its members as “Zionists”, immediately decided that Palestine required a bit of housecleaning.  And there was no time like 1948 to get on with the housecleaning, something those “cleansed” have come to refer to as the “Nakba”.  The territory assigned by the United Nations to the former terrorists who had become seemingly respectable and were now referred to, at least by their friends, as the “leaders” of the new nation (sounds a lot like the ancient Egyptian, loot laden slaves discussed earlier doesn’t it), quickly realized that the territory allotted to them was really much too small for the population they hoped to import into Palestine (which they renamed Israel and at times, aspirationally including the entire Middle East, Greater Israel) and thus, unfortunately, they were forced to implement a policy based on a term made popular by an enemy they claimed to hate, one of the major losers of that Second World War to which we previously alluded.  The term was “lebensraum”; i.e., living space.  Something essential to all growing families.  And that, of course, required “some to relinquish so that others could prosper”, and, after all, there was plenty of space in neighboring countries to which the displaced “relinquishers” could be relocated, at least until that space also became required. 

The concept of lebensraum actually involved an older concept known in some places as “Manifest Destiny”.  Manifest Destiny is synonymous with “genocide” but, as in the case of the genocide committed by the ancient Hebrews, is viewed positively, except, of course by its victims and their descendants, but they don’t really count.  For reasons which an alien anthropologist would probably never fathom, as opposed to the genocide purportedly perpetrated by the Nazis against descendants of the ancient Hebrews and others, Manifest Destiny was mythically described as a beneficent and cleansing, divinely ordained task, one related to a similar concept referred to by Europeans during the nineteenth century as the “White Man’s Burden”.  Manifest Destiny involved the ethnic cleansing of North America by European colonists who found themselves in need of “lebensraum” and were thus forced to “suggest” that those already inhabiting the territories into which they were migrating move in order make space for their new neighbors, although perhaps “make space” was not exactly the correct phrase.  The wonderfully brave and enlightened colonists had been forced, against their will, to deal with the intransigence of the indigenous population by pretty much “wiping it clean” (a euphemism for “terminated” or otherwise “ethnically cleansed”).  Pretty much the same occurred with respect to the White Man’s Burden in Africa and parts of Asia where brave and farsighted European colonists likewise found themselves forced to ethnically cleanse areas they just had to have, for one reason or another.

Is it any wonder then that European Zionists found such examples for dealing with the issue of lebensraum perfect for the situation in which they placed themselves in the former Ottoman area known as Palestine?  Indeed, upon reflection, Zionists may need to admit that it was their own ancestors who had first discovered the principle of lebensraum back in their good old Canaan days.  Indeed, the Middle East in which Palestine is located was actually the same land that they had ethnically cleansed millennia before.  Thus, in a sort of summary, myths associated with genocide and lebensraum, etc. are good, indeed divinely inspired when engaged in by Hebrews, their descendants, and by Anglo Saxons and their descendants (as well as by the French) but horrible when engaged in by Germans, the Japanese and, at times, inhabitants of the Italian peninsula. 

The foregoing would seem to be a bit complicated for descendants of the Hebrews for two reasons.  First, those they now seek to ethnically cleanse and exterminate are also descendants of their ancient forbearers, fellow Semites; and, second, those with whom the Zionists are now relying for support are the descendants of those who, for millennia, sought to contain and ethnically cleanse their ancestors under a theory referred to as “antisemitism” (except perhaps in a place called Germany, but that’s another story, definitely for another time).  Ain’t life strange?  One never knows when ancient enemies will become teammates, and visa versa.

It’s good to have understanding friends during trying times.  Friends with shared experiences, shared aspirations and shared values.  Friends who are willing to rearrange attitudes towards diverse myths, as “appropriate” to changing circumstances.  And who cares if there’s a bit of hypocrisy involved.  That’s the way it’s always been.  Just study ancient myths, and modern myths as well.  We’ve actually got a factory for the creation of useful modern myths.  Actually a number of factories.  One group of such factories was founded by a guy named George Creel during the First World War and is headquartered in Southern California, a region located in a State which the descendants of its old inhabitants keep trying to sneak back into, a place the world knows as Hollywood.  A second group is more dispersed, dispersed among universities all over the world and whose primary purpose seems to be to keep rearranging information through purported research, and then disseminating it to vulnerably malleable young minds, and, a third group seems omnipresent, centered in diverse groups collectively referred to as media, each charged with providing us with creative fiction on a daily (make that hourly) basis.  Each of the foregoing groups is charged with manufacturing the new myths which will either replace, modify or supplement older myths, as required, in order to explain just how fortunate we all are to be living in such wonderful times.  Somewhere, I sense Eric Arthur Blair sadly smirking and wonder just how one “sadly smirks”.

Well, wonderful times for some of us although perhaps not so much so for Ukrainians or for Africans or Libyans or for Lebanese or Iraqis or for Afghanis or most recently, for Syrians, and of course, not so pleasant for the Palestinians that are still around, and perhaps, not so pleasant in the near future for the Iranians or the Taiwanese.  Indeed, perhaps only pleasant for a tiny minority of us and highly unpleasant for most of us, but, as someone once purportedly told Humpty Dumpty, “one can’t make omelets without breaking eggs”.

Another very useful myth. 

Remember, myths are not always inaccurate, that’s a serious misperception.  Or if you did not realize that, well, … now you know.  As I indicated at the inception of this sarcasm filled end-of-year diatribe, myths are easy to interpret, easier to misinterpret and not that hard to manipulate, although when properly dealt with, they are windows into our souls.

As I conclude my rant, a complex character comes to mind, a former railroad lawyer (the equivalent at the time of a corporate lawyer today) who became a president of the United States and managed to engage in large scale genocide while maintaining a saintly public image.  He was an avowed racist who is perceived of as the liberator of oppressed races. He is the epitome of an ideal myth maker.  He claimed that although you could “fool some of the people all of the time, and all of the people some of the time, but you cannot fool all of the people all of the time”.  And yet, there he sits his visage atop Mount Rushmore and sitting in a special structure in Washington, D.C., sanctimoniously frowning down on us as though he were the YHWH of Hebrew, Christian and Islamic mythology, sort of proving the opposite of the final part of the quote I just shared.

Thoughts two score years after 1984 ad eight score years after 1864.
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© Guillermo Calvo Mahé; Manizales, 2024; all rights reserved.  Please feel free to share with appropriate attribution.

Guillermo (“Bill”) Calvo Mahé (a sometime poet) is a writer, political commentator and academic currently residing in the Republic of Colombia (although he has primarily lived in the United States of America of which he is also a citizen). Until 2017 he chaired the political science, government and international relations programs at the Universidad Autónoma de Manizales. Previously, he chaired the social studies and foreign language departments at the Eastern Military Academy in Huntington, New York. He is currently the publisher of the Inannite Review available at Substack.com; an intermittent commentator on radio and television; and, an occasional contributor to diverse periodicals and publications. He has academic degrees in political science (BA, The Citadel, The Military College of South Carolina), law (JD, St. John’s University, School of Law), international legal studies (LL.M, the Graduate Division of the New York University School of Law) and translation and linguistic studies (GCTS, the University of Florida’s Center for Latin American Studies). However, he is also fascinated by mythology, religion, physics, astronomy and mathematics, especially with matters related to quanta, cosmology and cosmogony. He can be contacted at guillermo.calvo.mahe@gmail.com and much of his writing is available through his blog at https://guillermocalvo.com/.

Bobby and Me: an Ode to Old Friends

It’s Christmas Eve in the year 2024, an eventful year although not for reasons we will be proud to remember, especially in the Middle East.  But it’s still that special season that has been honored wherever men have roamed since we became sentient and noticed the seeming miracle of the twin solstices, the one in the North, with the longest night, and the one in the South with the longest day.  The equator is currently not far from where I live in a wonderful city high in the Central range of the Colombian Andes.  Here, spring reigns eternal.  It’s a city at the southern edge of the Northern Hemisphere.  I guess that at the equator solstices and equinoxes coincide.  I have often wondered what it would be like to live in a home that straddles the equatorial line, one concurrently both real and imaginary.  It must be a magical place.  But, at any rate, for me, solstices as well as equinoxes have always seemed days for introspection and this year I’ve reflected on my friend Bobby, and on the special parochial school in Hollis, Queens, in New York City from which I graduated in late June of 1960, St. Gerard de Majella (we just called it St. Gerard’s).

So, about Bobby. 

I can’t recall his last name.  He’s not in the picture above, he didn’t graduate with me from St. Gerard’s.  He lived with his family over a candy store on Hillside Avenue in Queens Village, New York, between 215th and 216th streets I think.  I recall sharing “chocolate egg creams” there.  I lived in the Abbot Arms apartment complex across the street (at least I think that’s what it was called).  We were briefly “best” friends during the 1960-1961 academic year, a very difficult year for me and not just because hormones had kicked into high gear.  That was the year Bill Mazeroski broke Mickey Mantle’s heart, … and mine.  Bobby was Italian and his family was very kind, very warm; very full of joy.  I loved some of the food his wonderful mom made for us but not all of it, not the bull’s balls, … yuck!!!  But I ate them just the same. 

Bobby was one of the nicest people I’ve ever met.  He helped me through a rough time.  As had happened all too often, I’d switched schools in the middle of the 1960-61 academic year, having been transferred over my protests by my parents from Jamaica High School, which I really liked and where many of my friends from St. Gerard’s had gone, to Martin Van Buren, a relatively new school where I knew no one.  After almost yearly changes in schools, this was one too many and I finally rebelled.  I informally refused to accept the transfer, instead, riding the New York City subways all day until I was finally caught.  I remember that I’d planned to emancipate myself by becoming a comic book artist and had sent DC Comics an idea for a new super hero I’d drawn, “Ultraman” I think I called him.  Their rejection letter was polite: “they had enough artists and did not generally hire fourteen year olds”. 

I remember that chief among the delights of Jamaica High were two girls, Karen Luckhart (I think that was her last name but I’ve probably misspelled it) and Mary Bakanskas (ditto on the spelling), and I also had a host of other good friends.  One’s name was Tommy Scott, a classmate from St. Gerard’s; we used to hang out together before classes started.  There was also a very pretty sophomore named Cindy who sometimes deigned to join us freshmen at our early morning gatherings.  I remember that she smoked and seemed very mature and somewhat wise.  Smoking created impressions like that back then.  Now, not so much.  And then there was a sort of friend, Johnny Eckelstein, a sort of rival.  He was on Jamaica High’s track team.

I don’t remember anyone from my short stay at Van Buren. 

At the end of that academic year I was off to the Eastern Military Academy in Cold Spring Hills, New York, overlooking Cold Spring Harbor, an old whaling port.  It was my choice and a wise one.  Eastern provided me with an Island of stability as my family fell apart.  My mother and stepfather separated then divorced in 1962 and my younger siblings, my sister Marina and my brother Teddy were also sent to boarding schools, Marina to Sag Harbor and Teddy to St. Basil’s in upstate New York.  Eastern was the first school in my life where I remained for more than two years.  I graduated from Eastern in 1964 and returned to teach there for a decade after college at the Citadel. 

I never saw or heard from Bobby after I left for Eastern but I never forgot him either.

I frequently wonder what happened to all of those people with whom I shared a bit of friendship in that strange year.  I wish there was some way to reconnect but until recently, not even Facebook has helped.  I’ve tried.  I especially tried with respect to those who graduated with me from St. Gerard’s in June of 1960.  Most especially with respect to one with whom I may never have shared a single word.  Patricia Maher was her name and this time I´ve got the spelling right.  I’ve posted on a Facebook page for St. Gerard’s (which ceased operations in 2008 but whose chapel still survives) but have yet to receive any responses.  I’ve heard that former governor Mario Cuomo also went there.  He was one of my law school professors, the one I most admired although his sons have sullied his name.  I think of St. Gerard’s every time I watch Bing Crosby and Ingrid Bergman in the Bells of St. Mary’s (which I try to do every Christmas).  

I recall the transition from the 1950s to the 1960s at St. Gerard’s and the special message that the Virgin of Fatima had supposedly delivered to a young girl in Portugal, Lucia dos Santos was her name then.  She’d turned the message over, sealed, to the Vatican, and Pope John XXIII was supposed to finally unseal it as 1959 turned to 1960.  I recall the rumor that when he’ read it, he’d passed out and that the message was so troubling that after we’d waited for half a century to hear it (well, not us specifically, we’d only waited thirteen years), we’d just have to keep on waiting.

I remember St. Gerard’s and love it more every year and wonder what ever happened to my classmates, hoping that they’ve all enjoyed happy and productive lives.  But Bobby, I remember him best.  I hope he’s thriving and that he’s had a great life. 

I wonder if he remembers me as well.
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© Guillermo Calvo Mahé; Manizales, 2024; all rights reserved.  Please feel free to share with appropriate attribution.

Guillermo (“Bill”) Calvo Mahé (a sometime poet) is a writer, political commentator and academic currently residing in the Republic of Colombia (although he has primarily lived in the United States of America of which he is also a citizen). Until 2017 he chaired the political science, government and international relations programs at the Universidad Autónoma de Manizales. Previously, he chaired the social studies and foreign language departments at the Eastern Military Academy in Huntington, New York. He is currently the publisher of the Inannite Review available at Substack.com; an intermittent commentator on radio and television; and, an occasional contributor to diverse periodicals and publications. He has academic degrees in political science (BA, The Citadel, The Military College of South Carolina), law (JD, St. John’s University, School of Law), international legal studies (LL.M, the Graduate Division of the New York University School of Law) and translation and linguistic studies (GCTS, the University of Florida’s Center for Latin American Studies). However, he is also fascinated by mythology, religion, physics, astronomy and mathematics, especially with matters related to quanta, cosmology and cosmogony. He can be contacted at guillermo.calvo.mahe@gmail.com and much of his writing is available through his blog at https://guillermocalvo.com/.

A Nostalgically Melancholy Christmas Carroll[1]


[1] To the tune of Joan Baez singing “There but for Fortune” and Simon and Garfunkel’s version of “The Seven O’clock News/Silent Night”.

An introspection dedicated to Billy, Alex and Edward, to Marina and Teddy, to my mother, Rosario who’s been gone now for a third of a century, and to her sisters Carola (who joined her a while ago) and Livia who is blessedly still here.  To long gone “Pop” who left us in 1972 and to our matriarch, Juanita, who after having lived a bit more than a century, determined, on her own, that it was time to go.  And, of course, to Natalia.

Christmas has often seemed nostalgically melancholy to me.  It involves an anniversary, each anniversary different, sometimes very different.  My happiest were when I was surrounded by family, first as a young child with my younger sister Marina, then with Marina and my little brother Teddy and with my mother and my stepfather Leon.  Then, eventually, much later, as a parent with a wife and one, then two, and finally three sons.

My first recollection is when Marina and I were very little.  My mother and father had separated and he was probably with his family in Barinas, Venezuela while my mother had started her adventure in the United States.  We were left in my grandmother Juanita’s care, along with my wonderful aunts, Livia and Carola.  My earliest Christmas memory involves my grandmother’s annual Christmas event for the poorest children in the City of Manizales in Colombia.  My grandmother owned a hotel, the Hotel Roma, which included a wonderful restaurant with a large dining room and, for Christmas, she’d pile the dining room with a small mountain of gifts which, on that occasion, I, in representation of baby Jesus (I was three at the time) was charged with distributing to the many dozens of very poor young children present.  It should have been a beautiful event except that I misbehaved.  I kept a toy I liked for myself and when my grandmother found out, my baby Jesus role was over forever.  She said I’d behaved more like baby Satan.  My transgression that evening, even as young as I was, impacted me profoundly and since that time I have always tried my best to be kind to those less advantaged than I.

My next set of memories were after I and Marina had joined my mother in the United States and we had formed a new family with my stepfather Leon (who I always called “Pop” at his suggestion).  We didn’t have very much back then but we didn’t know we were poor and Christmas was full of presents, or so it seemed. For me, usually toy guns, toy guns that became more and more realistic (that not being politically incorrect back then) and, on two occasions, electric trains.  I can’t recall what presents Marina and Teddy received except on one occasion, Christmas of 1956, an eventful year.  We’d been living idyllically for over a year in Charlotte, for once in a house rather than in an apartment, and even had a housekeeper but, in a flash, it was all gone and we were headed back to Miami Beach, to a tiny apartment again, and worse, my stepfather was not with us having been injured in a serious car accident.  We had virtually nothing except a bit of charity from my stepfather’s sister, my aunt Mary, and my mother was understandably a wreck so that a good deal of family “management” had devolved on eleven year old me, and Christmas was around the corner.  I’d arranged for small presents for Marina and Teddy so that they’d continue to believe in Santa, comic books for Marina as I recall, and perhaps a football for Teddy (which I too could use) but, on Christmas Eve, as twilight fell, in walked Pop, his arms loaded with gifts.  The relief I felt was intense and the happiness awesome.  The best present ever.  We had each other.  ….  Until we didn’t.  Not quite.  Not in the same way.  Five years later, in 1961 our family abruptly fragmented as so many, indeed most, do now.  As the one I was to lead in the future many decades later was to do as well.  I recall our last Christmas all together, it was in New York, in Queens Village, and it had snowed, and I recall that Marina, Teddy and I along with other children made snow angels in the yard of the small apartment complex where we then lived on Hillside Boulevard between 215th and 216th streets.  Abbot Arms it was called, as I recall.

After that I was in a military boarding school, the Eastern Military Academy, and then in college at the Citadel, the Military College of South Carolina, and I usually spent Christmases with friends at their homes.  Pleasant times, even wonderful times, but not the same.  And after college, I returned to the military academy from which I’d graduated, the one that had become home to me and where I spent almost a decade as a teacher and administrator.  The Eastern Military Academy was a magical place, indeed, it was a real castle (Oheka Castle nowadays), and Christmases were interesting, almost always white.  All the students were gone and the resident faculty members gathered to share the season in front of roaring fires with special egg nog and shared meals.  Christmas then was communal, shared with special people.  With Susan Metz with whom I lived at the time and with the literary scholar, Roger Hamilton, and with the LaForges and the Coffeens, and especially with the wonderful Greene family, David, the patriarch and his wonderful wife Jane, and their children: Robert (who was to become my best friend) and Laurie who passed away much too young.  They were family but, of course, a very different sort of family.

My second “real” family, the one I founded as an adult, also shared what to me seemed beautiful winter holidays and that was as true when we could afford anything any of us wanted as it was when, occasionally, very briefly, we had practically nothing.  Billy, Alex and Edward, my sons, always made Christmas very special, no matter what.  Indeed, my most beautiful memory involves a time when, after a country hotel and restaurant we’d bought in Laurel Hills, North Carolina (the Echo Mountain Inn) had failed and we’d lost almost everything, we were spending Christmas morning in the Florida home of George and Agnes Chamberlin, the wonderful parents of a childhood friend, and presents were being opened.  One came packed in a series of boxes to the utter delight of my second son, Alex (then about three years old).  Alex was very excited as every present was opened (even though most were not for him) and, when the gag box within a box within a box package was being opened, he kept exclaiming, “a box; a box”.  I also very fondly recall when some years later, at a time when our fortunes had vastly improved, my sons’ mother Cyndi and I climbed the roof of our large comfortable home to plant replica reindeer tracks so that my three sons would continue to believe in St. Nicholas, or at least to remain open-minded on the subject.  Open mindedness reinforced by their mother’s refrain of “if you don’t believe you won’t receive”.  A persuasive argument.  I also recall the time some years later when I combed the country looking for a just released video game console my sons were desperate to receive (am Xbox as I recall), one which a business partner in upstate New York finally located for me.  And I recall how pleased I was with myself for having been able to find it, the best present of all for me having been being able to please my sons.

When Christmases were happy times, one of the things that most impacted me, in addition to being extremely grateful for my family, was the spirit of decency and goodwill that seemed to permeate the season.  The hope for peace and justice and for a better world that seemed a legacy from the Nazarene who many called “the Prince of Peace” (but in whose name, incongruously, his most devoted followers caused so much killing and mayhem and misery).  The latter reality became more obvious to me as I matured intellectually and became a more devoted historian and academic; when I eventually began to pierce the veils of delusion woven around us all and Christmas lost much of its allure, its tidings of hope receding and becoming instead, an opportunity for contrasting the stark realities in which we lived.  Realities in which a tiny few had more than they could ever consume.  Realities in which a seeming majority managed to get by somehow.  But a reality in which many, way too many, suffered terribly, both materially and spiritually.  A reality where far too many found the holiday season the saddest and most despairing time of the year.  To a greater and greater extent, the latter’s despair touched me, every year a bit more.  It touched me as our world spiraled more and more out of quilter, it touched me more and more as justice and equity were revealed as empty promises, mere delusive illusions, and it touched me more and more as I came to realize that superficial things that seem to bring us pleasure, things like television programs and concerts and movies and sports were merely temporary distractions used to maintain us tightly under control.  In that regard I remember the famous version of “Silent Night” by Paul Simon and Art Garfunkel released in 1966 (the 7:00 News and Silent Night medley) at the height of the military misadventure then known as the Vietnam War, a war that claimed many of those I most loved and admired.  People like my Citadel classmates Woody Woodhouse and Ron Ashe and John Bradman and too many others to name.

Still, even then, Christmas had its enchantment.  I recall Christmas during 1976 while I was attending the graduate division of the New York University’s School of Law to earn a postgraduate degree in international legal studies.  I recall how on the day before Christmas Eve that year I drove with my wonderful friend, Robert Greene, through the neighborhood in lower Manhattan adjoining the Williamsburg Bridge which I traversed every weekday as I travelled to classes in Washington Square Park, and how from my car window we passed out bottles of Lowenbrau dark beer to the homeless men and women who congregated on our route, people who we were too poor to help on normal occasions, and I recall how pleased we were with our apparent beneficence, something which certainly did more for us than it did for the recipients of our gifts.  And then I recall that, after my classes that evening, we were off, back to our Long Island home at the military academy where we both taught, off to share tidings of comfort and joy, a time of awakening for both of us but shielded from the dark by families and friends sharing memories that would keep us warm for years to come.  That keep me warm today.

The 1970’s were a strange time, a time full of hope when we who’d come of age in the sixties thought we could change the world only to have it change us during the 1980’s.  The 1980’s when we reverted to form, our idealistic illusions fading more and more each year as we had our own families and I had my own sons.  Providing for them became the greater good and the world’s ills, and the ills of many around us became less clear, less important, at least to us.  That digression lasted through the turn of the millennium, a privileged time for many of us in many senses, but a worse and worse time for most of the world.

I remember the last Christmas I spent as part of a family with my sons and their mother Cyndi, still my wife then.  It was in 2006.  By 2007 our family had imploded and exploded and fragmented and the last traces of merry Christmases had faded until their echoes had become dissonant and I found myself among the masses of those for whom the holidays were the saddest part of the year rather than the happiest.  Not that I was terribly off, just that by 2008 I was in a different country, back in Colombia where I’d been born, in a different continent, separated from the family I had once led and which I missed very much.  And that in that loneliness, although I was not alone, I came closer and closer to understanding the darker side of our world, a darker side about which I, then a college professor, taught.  And I became very personally impacted by the seeming futility of seeking that world that the promises attributed to the ancient Nazarene proclaimed were our due and our responsibility.  And I somehow blamed him for having failed us when the reverse was much more true.

Those darker times have now largely passed, at least personally.  Since 2019 I’ve found comfort with my current wife, Natalia, a woman who, as a noncustodial parent, has also endured the loss of intimacy with her children.  Because of shared negative experiences we’re able to comfort each other and to share a new version of joy, although one tinged with maturity and reality.  One grounded in spirituality and civic activism.  One which resonates with the echoes of the homeless and the poor and with their suffering, suffering of which Joan Baez once sang “there but for fortune go you or I”.  So now, this season is neither merry nor full of despair but, at least for my wife and for me, it has evolved into a time for reflection and introspection, and for recalling memories of other days, and for watching old Christmas classics like “The Bells of St. Mary’s” and “Going My Way” where Bing Crosby, long gone, still creates the illusion of Christmas as a magical time, a time when anything is possible and, at any rate, when things seemingly turned out well.  It has evolved into a time for my own version of Charles Dickens’ “A Christmas Carroll”; a time where I welcome the spirits of Christmases past to share a cup of cheer, albeit nostalgically and melancholically as I recall happy times now receded into fond memories.

Soo, it’s that season again, but this year, this terrible year when genocide has become acceptable in Nazareth and Bethlehem and the other areas where the Nazarene whose birth we celebrate once trod, it’s a time for even more reflection and introspection than usual, and for treasuring the people, not the things, that leave us with at least a trace of hope that the Christmas dreams of our youth will someday be reflected in better, more just and kinder realities.  Times when that gentle Nazarene, were he among us, whether or not he was or is divine, would find us having been worth his sacrifice.  And with that image in my heart, an ironic refrain seems to fill the end of a movie as a portly old man dressed in red and white, in extremely good humor, shouts: “and a merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night”.
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© Guillermo Calvo Mahé; Manizales, 2024; all rights reserved.  Please feel free to share with appropriate attribution.

Guillermo (“Bill”) Calvo Mahé (a sometime poet) is a writer, political commentator and academic currently residing in the Republic of Colombia (although he has primarily lived in the United States of America of which he is also a citizen). Until 2017 he chaired the political science, government and international relations programs at the Universidad Autónoma de Manizales. Previously, he chaired the social studies and foreign language departments at the Eastern Military Academy in Huntington, New York. He is currently the publisher of the Inannite Review available at Substack.com; an intermittent commentator on radio and television; and, an occasional contributor to diverse periodicals and publications. He has academic degrees in political science (BA, The Citadel, The Military College of South Carolina), law (JD, St. John’s University, School of Law), international legal studies (LL.M, the Graduate Division of the New York University School of Law) and translation and linguistic studies (GCTS, the University of Florida’s Center for Latin American Studies). However, he is also fascinated by mythology, religion, physics, astronomy and mathematics, especially with matters related to quanta, cosmology and cosmogony. He can be contacted at guillermo.calvo.mahe@gmail.com and much of his writing is available through his blog at https://guillermocalvo.com/.

Winter Solstice

Today marks this year’s Winter Solstice, Summer Solstice in the Southern Hemisphere.  Here in Manizales high in the Central range of the beautiful Colombian Andes, we are on the Southern edge of the Northern Hemisphere.  The Winter Solstice was one of the earlier dates for Christmas prior to Pope Gregory XIII’s calendar changes in 1582 more than a millennia after the holiday had been moved to December 25 by the Roman Christian Church in order to coincide with the birth of the Persian divinity, Mithras, coincidentally born of a virgin and died crucified.

A day for balanced reflection, for endings and new beginnings.

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© Guillermo Calvo Mahé; Manizales, 2024; all rights reserved.  Please feel free to share with appropriate attribution.

Guillermo (“Bill”) Calvo Mahé (a sometime poet) is a writer, political commentator and academic currently residing in the Republic of Colombia (although he has primarily lived in the United States of America of which he is also a citizen). Until 2017 he chaired the political science, government and international relations programs at the Universidad Autónoma de Manizales. Previously, he chaired the social studies and foreign language departments at the Eastern Military Academy in Huntington, New York. He is currently the publisher of the Inannite Review available at Substack.com; an intermittent commentator on radio and television; and, an occasional contributor to diverse periodicals and publications. He has academic degrees in political science (BA, The Citadel, The Military College of South Carolina), law (JD, St. John’s University, School of Law), international legal studies (LL.M, the Graduate Division of the New York University School of Law) and translation and linguistic studies (GCTS, the University of Florida’s Center for Latin American Studies). However, he is also fascinated by mythology, religion, physics, astronomy and mathematics, especially with matters related to quanta, cosmology and cosmogony. He can be contacted at guillermo.calvo.mahe@gmail.com and much of his writing is available through his blog at https://guillermocalvo.com/.

Yešu the Nazarene; “They would not listen, they’re not listening still; perhaps they never will”

Of all the beliefs attributed to Yešu the Nazarene, none alienated him more from mainstream Judaism and indeed, from his Roman masters than did his profound belief in equity, equality and justice, beliefs that in the economic sphere are, given the attitudes of his modern followers, especially in the United States, profoundly ironic and indeed, oxymoronic.  And they were not just beliefs but practices, both during his life among his apostles and, after his demise, in the Jerusalem community briefly led by his brother James until the movement was corrupted and perverted into the modern concepts collectively referred to as “Christianity” by Saul of Tarsus, a man who, according to Jewish lore, lore reflected in both the Jerusalem and Babylonian Talmuds but also in the series of alternative gospels known under the collective name of the Toledot Yeshu, was a Jewish mole in the Nazarene movement whose mission it was to separate followers of Yešu from mainstream Judaism, something in which Saul, better known to “Christians” as “Paul”, was eminently successful.

Most people in the United States and Europe who consistently use the term “communism” have no idea what it entails, just as they have no idea what “socialism” or “fascism” entail, believing only that they are evil totalitarian political and economic philosophies.  That they are merely pejoratives to be indiscriminately hurled against those that they oppose, regardless of how incoherent the context.  Their ignorance is not their fault, it has been carefully cultivated by both Jewish leaders and the leaders of “Christianity”, the movement established by Saul of Tarsus which captured and distorted the movement founded by Yešu, the Nazarene.  “Communism” is the direct reflection of Yešu’s teachings to the effect that we should share what we have with those less fortunate and that no one should accumulate more than is needed, especially if doing so deprives others of necessities.  Needles and camels come to mind.  That is also the premise of socialism.  Neither communism nor socialism have anything to do with totalitarianism, or with authoritarianism, or with dictatorship, or with tyranny although, as in the case of capitalism, neoliberalism, globalism, etc., those negative antilibertarian control features have been combined with economic doctrines in order to maintain elites in power.  And Yešu’s economic philosophies had nothing to do with maintaining elites in power.  Rather they urged leveling of the playing field and equality and equity for all, with justice tempered by mercy.  Remember, he preferred the company of sinners to that of hypocrites.

Of course, Yešu’s philosophies were quickly overwhelmed and subsumed by those of Saul of Tarsus, and eventually, by those of numerous Catholic Popes and then, by the philosophies incoherently evolved by followers of Martin Luther and John Calvin in Yešu’s name, e.g., the Protestant ethic and capitalism.  How Yešu must hate that, especially if he is the being who his purported followers believe him to be.  How Yešu must despise neoliberalism and globalism and neoconservatism.  How disappointed he must be that his teachings have, for the most part, been so completely perverted.  How shocked he must be as his purported followers support genocide, and ethnic cleansing and apartheid and eschew tolerance. 

Yešu, ironically given modern perceptions, was a dedicated communist.  I am not a believer in the divinity of Yešu but I profoundly respect and admire what he tried to teach us and regret that as in the song “Vincent” written by Don McLean as a tribute to Vincent van Gogh, “…. They would not listen, they’re not listening still; perhaps they never will”.

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© Guillermo Calvo Mahé; Manizales, 2024; all rights reserved.  Please feel free to share with appropriate attribution.

Guillermo (“Bill”) Calvo Mahé (a sometime poet) is a writer, political commentator and academic currently residing in the Republic of Colombia (although he has primarily lived in the United States of America of which he is also a citizen). Until 2017 he chaired the political science, government and international relations programs at the Universidad Autónoma de Manizales. Previously, he chaired the social studies and foreign language departments at the Eastern Military Academy in Huntington, New York. He is currently the publisher of the Inannite Review available at Substack.com; an intermittent commentator on radio and television; and, an occasional contributor to diverse periodicals and publications. He has academic degrees in political science (BA, The Citadel, The Military College of South Carolina), law (JD, St. John’s University, School of Law), international legal studies (LL.M, the Graduate Division of the New York University School of Law) and translation and linguistic studies (GCTS, the University of Florida’s Center for Latin American Studies). However, he is also fascinated by mythology, religion, physics, astronomy and mathematics, especially with matters related to quanta, cosmology and cosmogony. He can be contacted at guillermo.calvo.mahe@gmail.com and much of his writing is available through his blog at https://guillermocalvo.com/.

Reflections on Anthropomorphic Deity Based Divinity

Deity based divinity, especially the anthropomorphic variants, beg the question as to whether such divinity or divinities were the creators, or were, in fact, created by those who worship him, her, it or them.  That he, she, it or they are derivative emanations made manifest and empowered by at least some of us ourselves.

If the latter case, then it seems that they were created through the energy expended by their earliest worshipers amplified through mass rituals and, unfortunately, at least for us, because negative energies like fear and hate and fury and envy are stronger than positive energies such as love, compassion, generosity and empathy, the prevalence of furious, jealous divinities like YHWH, deities who seek to control everything and impose drastic punishments for disobedience makes sense. 

But making sense is not the same as justification.  And perhaps if they are our creations, we can also de-create them, eradicate them by refusing to acknowledge them as our masters and by refusing to obey their commandments, by replacing them with our own morals and ethics, hopefully positive ones, with or without mythic archetypes who require veneration.

Perhaps, rather than a guilt ridden refrain, that’s what occurred to Friedrich Nietzsche when, reflecting Georg Wilhelm Friedrich Hegel, Heinrich Heine, Philipp Mainländer and others he proclaimed: “God is dead. God remains dead. And we have killed him. How shall we, the murderers of all murderers, comfort ourselves?”  I wonder what Mark Twain would make of all of this.

The foregoing seems especially relevant in hypocrisy ridden times like ours when “genocide” is being considered by many as a positive, as a harbinger of the beginning of the end, as sign of an impending apocalypse for which they yearn, perhaps one in the form of a nuclear holocaust.  

Something on which to at least ponder.
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© Guillermo Calvo Mahé; Manizales, 2024; all rights reserved.  Please feel free to share with appropriate attribution. Guillermo (“Bill”) Calvo Mahé (a sometime poet) is a writer, political commentator and academic currently residing in the Republic of Colombia (although he has primarily lived in the United States of America of which he is also a citizen). Until 2017 he chaired the political science, government and international relations programs at the Universidad Autónoma de Manizales. Previously, he chaired the social studies and foreign language departments at the Eastern Military Academy in Huntington, New York. He is currently the publisher of the Inannite Review available at Substack.com; an intermittent commentator on radio and television; and, an occasional contributor to diverse periodicals and publications. He has academic degrees in political science (BA, The Citadel, The Military College of South Carolina), law (JD, St. John’s University, School of Law), international legal studies (LL.M, the Graduate Division of the New York University School of Law) and translation and linguistic studies (GCTS, the University of Florida’s Center for Latin American Studies). However, he is also fascinated by mythology, religion, physics, astronomy and mathematics, especially with matters related to quanta, cosmology and cosmogony. He can be contacted at guillermo.calvo.mahe@gmail.com and much of his writing is available through his blog at https://guillermocalvo.com/.

Misplaced Optimism. … Perhaps

He had a tendency to confuse aesthetics for love,
at least at first,
at least for a while,

especially when it was laced with scents of obsession.

It usually did not end well,
or, ….
well, at least it never had. 

…. Not yet.
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© Guillermo Calvo Mahé; Manizales, 2024; all rights reserved.  Please feel free to share with appropriate attribution.

Guillermo (“Bill”) Calvo Mahé (a sometime poet) is a writer, political commentator and academic currently residing in the Republic of Colombia (although he has primarily lived in the United States of America of which he is also a citizen). Until 2017 he chaired the political science, government and international relations programs at the Universidad Autónoma de Manizales. Previously, he chaired the social studies and foreign language departments at the Eastern Military Academy in Huntington, New York. He is currently the publisher of the Inannite Review available at Substack.com; an intermittent commentator on radio and television; and, an occasional contributor to diverse periodicals and publications. He has academic degrees in political science (BA, The Citadel, The Military College of South Carolina), law (JD, St. John’s University, School of Law), international legal studies (LL.M, the Graduate Division of the New York University School of Law) and translation and linguistic studies (GCTS, the University of Florida’s Center for Latin American Studies). However, he is also fascinated by mythology, religion, physics, astronomy and mathematics, especially with matters related to quanta, cosmology and cosmogony. He can be contacted at guillermo.calvo.mahe@gmail.com and much of his writing is available through his blog at https://guillermocalvo.com/.

Syncretic Evolutionary Accretion in Human Spirituality

I recently commented on an academic colleague’s article contrasting Christian and Jewish perspectives concerning the disgraced apostle Judas Iscariot, perhaps unfairly criticizing her observations based on the Jewish Toledot Yeshu as shallow[1].  The article described Christian attitudes with respect to Judas as reflecting the most extreme example of evil and betrayal possible, an attitude indeed shared by many, but not one universally shared among more modern Christians, especially in light of twentieth century efforts to rehabilitate Judas and ameliorate the perception of the Jewish role in the arrest, torture and execution of Yešu[2], given the climactic horrors of antisemitism during the Second World War seeking to treat both in a more neutral manner. 

The Jewish attitude towards Judas, as reflected in the Toledot Yeshu (as well as in both the Jerusalem and Babylonian Talmud), predictably regard him as a hero, albeit as a hero without ethical boundaries, and as the savior of Judaism in the face of encroachment by Yešu-inspired heretics (not yet misnamed “Christians” by Saul of Tarsus[3]).  My point in criticizing (too strong a word really) the authors’ description of related Christian perceptions concerning Judas was that, to an increasing number of Christians, rather than an arch-villain, Judas Iscariot is a tragically complex figure who faced irresolvable conflicts of interest between his aspirations seeking a messianic Jewish liberator and the otherworldly idealism attributed to the victim of his betrayal, a conflict complicated by the reality that, at any rate, he was irrevocably bound to the fate decreed for him by the always strange Abrahamic deity which both he and Yešu believed they served. 

For some reason, the forgoing led me to reflect on the accretive nature of Abrahamic religions and then, to reflect on the reality that most if not all religions seem accretive.  A strange leap but that’s my story and I’m sticking to it!

Consider:

The roots of all Abrahamic religions lie in the city of Uruk in ancient Sumer.  They all start with a certain Sumerian, ironically given subsequent beliefs, the son of an idol maker.  That Sumerian’s original name was phonetically Abiramu but has reached us as Abraham.  Based on the foregoing it seems clear that most of the stories in the Hebrew Book of Genesis, e.g., the Garden, the Flood, etc., have Sumerian roots, but as Abiramu and his sister-wife Sarai and their descendants fled though Egypt into Canaan, and Judaism slowly evolved as a religion, cultural borrowing was heavy and included Akhenaton’s monotheism, the Midian religion wholesale, and from Canaan, its divinity, YHWH, one of the seventy sons of the chief Canaanite god, El.  Somewhere along the line however, for reasons unknown, Judaism shed its female deities, the numerous wives of YHWH including Anat-Yahu, Aholah and Aholibah , Asherah, Anatha of the Lions and Ashima of the Doves, not to mention the Shekinah, a process largely rejected for centuries by the common people until Hebrew women were reduced to objects bereft of rights and a religious, civic and social patriarchy, purportedly divinely ordained, was established, history having been reformulated and recorded, as necessary.  Of course, all of the foregoing also forms the predicate for both Christianity and Islam, although Christianity added a number of Hellenic religious and philosophical concepts via Saul of Tarsus (Islam has always been much closer to Orthodox Judaism, ironic given today’s genocidal antipathies).  Wow!!!  What a journey in every sense.

Syncretism is a term used to describe the dialectic process through which accretion leads to religious evolution and it was certainly evident among the religions of the country the ancient Hebrews referred to as “Mizraim” (which we call Egypt) where gods from diverse regions were added to a growing common pantheon where they eventually tended to meld.  The same seems true with respect to divinities and their respective cults in the Indian subcontinent and to the divinities prominent in ancient Greece and Rome.  It may well be true of religions in the Americas as well. 

As a young academic many, many decades ago, I taught a course on comparative religions which I elected to divide into three major segments, the first dealt with primitive spiritual concepts such as animism and totems, the second with mythologies which my students denominated “other peoples’ religions” and finally, to the enormous diaspora of spiritual and religious concepts that have become prevalent during the past three millennia.  Through it all I sensed a fount of religious instincts sprouting from somewhere in central Asia, perhaps somewhere in what is today modern day Mongolia, the place from which, periodically, waves upon waves of refugees turned invaders seemed to erupt, waves that included the Huns, the Mongols and those to whom we refer as Indo-European, Hindus, Achaeans, Aryans, etc.  I visualized the foregoing as a crescendo of peoples and beliefs, perhaps sharing a common origin, then diffracting and subsequently reassembling in differing configurations.  However, all too soon, as tends to occur, the young academic I once was found his academic pursuits deflected into first history, then political science, then law, and my quest for “a unified theory of socio-spiritual evolution” returned to the ether from which it had apparently once sprung, … until recently.  Until when, after semi-retiring to pursue personal interests and research, I returned to old roots exploring the “legends” of Gilgamesh and the origins of YWHW and of the myriad faces of Yešu, which, somehow or other, after reading the article by Ora Limor and Israel Jacob Yuval (“Judas Iscariot: Revealer of the Hidden Truth”), led me back to this introspective reflection concerning the diametrically opposed perspectives concerning both Judas Iscariot and Yešu that have subtlety but profoundly impacted our history during the past two millennia, and that has led me to reflect on how much our socio-religious perspectives are changing as time goes by, as our values change and as our memories evolve. And of how long-held traditional religious beliefs are being considered by some among our new generations as mere myths, a sort of inversion of how the students in my class on comparative religion once considered mythology, while others seem willing to accept and espouse new hypotheses concerning intergalactic aliens as the sources of our civilizations and even, of the possibility that our remote biological ancestors from the Mesozoic Era, the dinosaurs, in fact survived and merely went underground, literally, where they await in their own civilizations for a chance to return to the surface once, in our arrogance, we arrange for our own extinction.

Chaos to me is not a negative but rather, the primal state where once upon a time everything at all was a possibility and contradictions comfortably cohabited as compliments.  Strangely, modern theories of physics involving both minimalist quantic phenomena and omniversal string theories seem filled with echoes of that primordial chaos, the chaos that seems to have existed before the Big Bang or the divine seven days of creation, take your pick. 

Today, as I write, confusion appears to reign, happily enthroned and smiling, as we impatiently seek to untangle the confused webs we’ve woven and somewhere perhaps, echoes from Elphaba Thropp’s refrain at the conclusion of the 1930’s movie, the Wizard of Oz, as she slowly melted, laid low by water, “… what a world, what a world” happily resonate, and perhaps, somewhere outside the bounds of time and space, Yešu and Judas dispassionately debate.

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© Guillermo Calvo Mahé; Manizales, 2024; all rights reserved.  Please feel free to share with appropriate attribution.

Guillermo (“Bill”) Calvo Mahé (a sometime poet) is a writer, political commentator and academic currently residing in the Republic of Colombia (although he has primarily lived in the United States of America of which he is also a citizen). Until 2017 he chaired the political science, government and international relations programs at the Universidad Autónoma de Manizales. Previously, he chaired the social studies and foreign language departments at the Eastern Military Academy in Huntington, New York. He is currently the publisher of the Inannite Review available at Substack.com; an intermittent commentator on radio and television; and, an occasional contributor to diverse periodicals and publications. He has academic degrees in political science (BA, The Citadel, The Military College of South Carolina), law (JD, St. John’s University, School of Law), international legal studies (LL.M, the Graduate Division of the New York University School of Law) and translation and linguistic studies (GCTS, the University of Florida’s Center for Latin American Studies). However, he is also fascinated by mythology, religion, physics, astronomy and mathematics, especially with matters related to quanta, cosmology and cosmogony. He can be contacted at guillermo.calvo.mahe@gmail.com and much of his writing is available through his blog at https://guillermocalvo.com/.


[1] Limor, Ora and Israel Jacob Yuval (2011): “Judas Iscariot: Revealer of the Hidden Truth” in Peter Schäfer, Michael Meerson, and Yaacov Deutsch, eds., Toledot Yeshu (The Life Story of Jesus) Revisited: A Princeton Conference; pp. 197-220; Mohr Siebeck, Tübingen available at https://www.academia.edu/43624042/Ora_Limor_and_Israel_Jacob_Yuval_Judas_Iscariot_Revealer_of_the_Hidden_Truth_in_Peter_Sch%C3%A4fer_Michael_Meerson_and_Yaacov_Deutsch_eds_Toledot_Yeshu_The_Life_Story_of_Jesus_Revisited_A_Princeton_Conference_T%C3%BCbingen_Mohr_Siebeck_2011_197_220.

[2] “Yešu” is the correct Aramaic phonetic pronunciation of the Hellenized name of the principle protagonist of the diverse Christian faiths usually referred to as “Jesus”.

[3] According to some versions of the Toledot Yeshu, Saul of Tarsus whose Roman name was Paulus and who is referred to by Christians as St. Paul, was really a Jewish infiltrator into the evolving Yešu heresy whose role it was to sunder the movement from Judaism in order to decelerate and minimize conversion.

The Life of Yešu According to Diverse Jewish Sources

The life of the man or divinity worshipped by Christians as “Jesus” and the “Christ” and honored by Muslims as Isa or Issa is dealt with in collections known as the New Testament of the Bible and the Quran but it is also dealt with in diverse sources by Jews who despise and deprecate him as a fraud and a sorcerer. A Jewish alternative to the Christian gospels and Muslim reports in the Quran is reflected in diverse parts of the Talmud, both in the Palestinian and the Babylonian versions, but it is perhaps most detailed in a series of narratives of unknown origin or date entitled the Sefer Toledot Yeshu (the Life of Jesus; in Hebrew, ספר תולדות ישו). The numerous versions share common themes but differ widely in details and are divided into different family groups based on their similarities, principle among them being the Helena group, the Pilate group, the Herod group, the Aramaic Group, the Hebrew Group and the Yiddish Group.

The author stumbled on the Toledot Yeshu while researching the causes of cyclical antisemitism not only during the Common Era but starting with the antipathy between the ancestors of the Hebrews and the Egyptians and then the Canaanites and the Hellenes, something that seems important as the ironic Israeli attitude towards genocide is once again increasing antipathy towards Jews because of the conduct of  a politicized segment of Judaism known as Zionism which seeks to speak and act in the name of all Jews despite the objections of many who insist that Zionists do not act in their name, especially with reference to the slaughter of Palestinians and increasingly, Muslims in general.  The attitude reflected in the Toledot Yeshu is scurrilous, insulting and humiliating but then, the conduct of Christians with respect to Jews since their schism has also been scurrilous, insulting and humiliating.  Notwithstanding its tenor and purpose however, the diverse variants of the Toledot Yeshu provide interesting insights into the divergence of the Abrahamic faiths in a manner which seems to mirror the mythical relationship between their common ancestors, Cain and Abel, and provide interesting alternative perspectives with respect to the life of a mytho-historical figure who has had a major impact, for good but also for terrible evil during the past two millennia.

In this article, the author uses what he understand is the Aramaic version of the protagonist’s name, Yešu, although Christians refer to him as Jesus or Christ and Jews as Yeshua or Yeshu[1] and melds different variants of the Toledot Yeshu into a coherent narrative using footnotes to highlight alternative versions. Rather than an academic, historic and linguistic analysis, the goal of this article is to provide the general public with information concerning the substance of the narratives reflected in diverse versions of the Toledot Yeshu in an easily readable and digestible summary.  For serious and detailed academic treatments of the Toledot Yeshu reference is made to the conference held in 2011 at Princeton University under the leadership of Michael Meerson, Peter Schäfer and Yaacov Deutsch which includes articles by diverse academics and authorities on this topic and in a symposium text edited by Daniel Barbu entitled “The Jewish ‘Life of Jesus’ in Early Modern Contexts: Case Studies” found in Cromohs’ Cyber Review of Modern Historiography, Issue 25, 2022 published by the Firenze University Press, in Florence, Italy.  Cromohs is an organization that specializes in publication of “theoretically informed work from a range of historical, cultural and social domains that interrogate cross-cultural and connected histories, intersecting the history of knowledge, emotions, religious beliefs, ethnography, cartography, the environment, material culture and the arts”.  Specific suggested readings and sources are listed at the end of the article.

The Sefer Toledot Yeshu
ספר תולדות ישו

Introduction & Overview:

There is little agreement as to when the events described in the many variants of the  Toledot Yeshu took place (McDowell, 2023).  Some versions claim that the events on which they report took place as early as the year 90 before the start of what became known as the Common Era (“BCE”), the year 3671 according to the Hebrew Calendar, in the days of King and High Priest Alexander Jannaeus, while others imply that they took place almost four centuries later under the reign of the Roman Emperor Constantine.  Most, however, agree that they started during the reign of Octavius, the first of Rome’s Emperors during the first decade BCE and came to a climactic ending sometime during the last part of the reign of the Roman Emperor Tiberius or the early part of the reign of the Roman Emperor Gaius, known as Caligula during the fourth decade of the Common era.  The confusion in large part stems from variants of the Toledot Yeshu in which a royal personage by the name of Elena, Helen, Heleni or Helena plays a principle role.  In some variants, the earliest chronologically, the personage is Queen Salome Alexandra, the wife of Alexander Jannæus for some reason called Helene, but most refer to Heleni of Adiabene[2], a queen from a nearby Parthian vassal kingdom or to Helen Augusta, the mother of the Roman Emperor Constantine (Deutsch: 2011, p. 59) who lived long after Yešu’s death and the founding of Christianity.

Variants of the Toledot Yeshu differ a great deal concerning Yešu’s immediate ancestry, his birth, the sexual proclivities of his mother and how he became a heretical schismatic although they all accept the fact that he was adept at the performance of benign supernatural acts including creation and return of life, something his followers believed to involve miracles but which Jewish sources claim involved black magic using one of two sources of power.  In a majority of the cases the source involved knowledge and use of the letters of the ineffable name of the Hebrew deity, the “Shem HaMephorash” also referred to as the Tetragrammaton, the four-letter Hebrew theonym יהוה‎ transliterated as YHWH or YHVH (referred to herein as the “Ineffable Name”), but other sources claimed that Yešu’s supernatural power was based on Egyptian magic, either obtained during a sojourn in Egypt or provided to him by his cousin, the person known to Christians as John the Baptist. 

The Ineffable Name was apparently carved on the foundation stone of the most sacred section of the Hebrew temple constructed by Herod the Great to replace the temple initially built by Solomon but destroyed by the Babylonians, the same temple subsequently destroyed by the Romans (referred to herein as the “Second Temple”).  The part of the Second Temple involved was apparently the room in which the arc of the covenant was kept, a relic referred to as the “Holy of Holies”, and was accessible only once a year to the Hebrew High Priest.  If that were not the place referenced and instead, it was more generically within that precinct but more accessible, then anyone entering it might have had easy access to the Ineffable Name (unless it was hidden, perhaps somehow covered or disguised).  It seems incoherent that an almighty divinity would have been so easily manipulated by anyone with access to its name, making it seem more a tool than a sovereign. 

According to the variants that claim that Yešu’s purported miracles were accomplished through use of the Ineffable Name, Yešu was not the only one with inappropriate access thereto as the Jewish leaders who opposed him made access to the name available to various opponents of Yešu, including the person Christians refer to as Judas Iscariot but to whom Jews refer in a number of other ways, among them, as a rabbi by the name of Yehuda (Deutsch: 2011, p. 293) and to Yešu’s uncle Shimon to assist him in deceiving and betraying Yešu’s followers (Gager, 2011, pp. 224-225). Yehuda, frequently described as a learned Jewish rabbi, is the hero in most versions of the Toledot Yeshu as he defeats Yešu in an aerial battle by depriving him of the knowledge or use of the Ineffable Name by anally raping him although more subtle versions substitute the rape with urination or merely pollination with semen.

Most if not all versions of the Toledot Yeshu deal with a trial of Yešu, although disagreeing as to who presided over the trial.  In some versions it was one of the aforementioned foreign queens residing in Jerusalem. One wonders at the nature of her jurisdiction over the Jews since except in the case of Salome Alexandra, she was either the spouse of a sovereign from the Parthian vassal state of Adiabene or else the mother of a future Roman emperor, in every case during times that do not coincide with the general hypotheses concerning the period during which Yešu lived.  A second major series of versions of the Toledot Yeshu have the trial of Yešu presided over by the Roman procurator of Palestine, Pontius Pilate, somewhat coinciding with the version reflected in the Christian gospels, but assigning the execution of Yešu to the Jews themselves, Pilate having refused to take part.  Indeed, one point on which all versions of the Toledot Yeshu agree is that it was the Jews themselves who executed Yešu, something disputed publicly by Jewish leaders[3] during the twentieth century although proudly asserted in private.  A third series of variants involve the Roman emperor Tiberius, claiming that Tiberius was responsible for the execution of Yešu when a promised miracle, the virgin birth of a grandson through a daughter of Tiberius did not take place as, through the intervention of members of the Sanhedrin, the embryo miraculously given life by Yešu was turned to a stone, thus making Yešu appear to Tiberius as a heretical fraud.  Finally, a fourth series of variants have the trial of Yešu presided over by Herod Antipas, tetrarch over Galilee and Perea, rather than by the leaders of the Jerusalem Sanhedrin, and are, among other things, distinguished by the assertion that rather than having “stolen” access to the Ineffable Name, Yešu simply learned the name while at the Beit Midrash (the Jewish school), Deutsch, 2022, p. 143.

The core of all versions is similar in that Yešu was a mesmer (bastard) conceived while his mother was menstruating, that he falsely claimed to be the son of the Hebrew god and his messiah and that his deception was discovered and he was executed by the Jews for his blasphemies but there are very diverse differences among the various versions of the Toledot Yeshu concerning not only Yešu’s ancestry, birth and upbringing, but also concerning events following his trial.  In some, Yešu escaped only to be recaptured by or with the assistance of Yehuda while in others the members of the Sanhedrin proceed directly to execute Yešu, although not without difficulties, most stemming from Yešu’s use of the Ineffable Name to prevent trees from being used to hang him (hanging, rather than crucifixion being a common theme), a difficulty overcome by using other forms of vegetation, usually cabbage stalks for such purpose. Another common theme in the different variants of the Toledot Yeshu involves the temporary disappearance of Yešu’s corpse after his execution but with a number of different details concerning how it was eventually recuperated and disposed of (after an initial period when it appeared that it had ascended to join the Hebrew divinity in Heaven).

Some variants of the Toledot Yeshu continue the story beyond the disposition of Yešu’s corpse, with two further series of episodes. One deals with Yešu’s uncle Shimon and how he deceived and betrayed Yešu’s followers, leading many to their deaths by having them believe he was miraculously taking then to battle Yešu’s enemies levitating them onto a cloud only to drop them to their collective deaths, and the other, a much more interesting variant, deals with the apostles Peter, Paul and sometimes John, indicating that they were Jewish infiltrators among the followers of Yeshu whose task it was to take over the young movement and separate it from Judaism in order to minimize conversion of Jews by having the followers of Yeshu organize a separate religion with different holy days and even a different alphabet (see, e.g., Chuecas, 2022, pp. 172-175), pretty much what Saul of Tarsus, who Christians call St. Paul, did, perverting Yešu’s original teachings into the Christianity we know today.

Compilation of the Alexander Jannæus[4], Helena, Helene and Heleni of Adiabene [5] Versions

The following narrative combines elements from the version of the Toledot Yeshu that started during the reign of Judean King Alexander Jannæus (circa 103-76 BCE) prior to the Roman conquest in the year 63 BCE with versions that take place almost a century later during the period when the Parthian vassal queen Heleni of Adiabene resided in Jerusalem, purportedly as if she ruled there.  In part, that decision is based on the coincidence of factors involving the diverse Helena, Helene and Heleni variants, one of which involves King Alexander Jannæus’ wife Salome Alexandra who apparently exercised significant power following his demise.  It thus combines several disparate versions in order to provide a more ample range of events than any one of them provided independently.  Consequently, the initial events are as reported in the Alexander Jannæus variant, but the trial of Yešu is based on the narratives that predominate in the diverse Helena, Helene and Heleni of Adiabene versions.  In this regard it should be noted that there are hundreds of different manuscripts of the Toledot Yeshu with differing narratives and differing points of emphasis, none of which can be deemed more representative than the others.

The Alexander Jannæus version[6] relates that there had lived in Bethlehem an attractive albeit disreputable man of the tribe of Judah[7] whose name was Joseph Pandera[8] and who lusted after an attractive but chaste woman by the name of Miriam[9].  Miriam was the daughter of a widow and betrothed to a god fearing Torah scholar descended from the royal house of David whose name was Yohanan. At the close of a certain Sabbath, Joseph Pandera, apparently with the connivance of Miriam’s mother[10], surreptitiously entered Miriam’s darkened room late at night, surprising her as, although under Jewish law, Yohanan, as her betrothed, was entitled to enjoy carnal relations with her, he had declined to do so or did so infrequently, but at any rate, because she was menstruating and it would have been inappropriate for him to have had intimate relations with her at that time.  At any rate, on that night, Joseph Pandera, pretending that he was Yohanan, had forced her to engage in conjugal relations with him notwithstanding her menstruation, after which he had departed[11].  When next Miriam had encountered Yohanan and criticized his behavior, so alien to his normal strict adherence to Jewish laws and traditions, he, shocked, had denied that he had forced himself on her or had even been with her that night, and, after they had both questioned Miriam’s mother, Miriam and Yohanan became aware of her rape by Joseph Pandera.  Even worse, the rape of Miriam had left her with child. [12]

Furious and horrified, Yohanan had sought counsel from Shimon ben Shetach, a Pharisee scholar and Nasi (referred to in rabbinic literature as a rabbinic Sage ranking with Hillel) of the Sanhedrin closely connected with the royal court.  Unfortunately, according to Rabban Shimeon ben Shetach, because of the absence of qualified witnesses to the rape (usual, of course, in the case of rape), neither Yohanan nor Miriam had any legal recourse against Joseph Pandera who thus escaped the incident free of punishment, Jewish law being notoriously antifeminine.  Devastated but also irresponsible, Yohanan had then abandoned Miriam to her fate and left for Babylonia.  In some variants, Miriam then fled to her relatives in Bethlehem but they refused to help her and she gave birth in a stable (Yellin, 2022, p. 151) while other variants claim that Yohanan left for Egypt with Miriam and accepted the child as his own.

At any rate, Miriam eventually gave birth to a son she named Yehoshua after her brother (or, in some versions, her father) and, as called for under Hebrew law, he was duly circumcised on the eighth day following his birth[13].  When he attained the proper age, Miriam had him admitted to the study of Jewish traditions in Jerusalem, a study at which he excelled, excelled so much that not infrequently he corrected scholars assigned to teach him and his peers, much to his teachers’ embarrassment and annoyance. On one such occasion, while the rabbis were discussing the Tractate Nezikin[14], he gave his own impudent interpretation of the law and, in an ensuing debate, held that Moses could not be the greatest of the prophets if he’d had to receive counsel from Jethro. Because of his conceit and arrogance he was not popular with either his teachers or with his classmates, both groups eventually finding opportunities to cause him significant harm, opportunities made possible, according to this variant, by Yehoshua’s own childish carelessness and conduct and, notwithstanding his erudition, by his inattention to ritual details.

According to the Alexander Jannæus version of the Toledot Yeshu, one day Yehoshua (the name initially used prior to his excommunication) had disrespectfully walked in front of the “sages” (either his teachers or members of the Jerusalem Sanhedrin, or both) with his head uncovered and had greeted only his own teacher while ignoring the rest of the scholars present.  That had set them to speculating on his unnatural nature.  Much more seriously on a subsequent occasion, he had been playing with a ball (or hoop) and, chasing it, had inadvertently entered the Second Temple, again bareheaded. Because of the foregoing, and because of the malice that the scholars bore against Yehoshua they decided to conduct a thorough investigation as to his background, an investigation which eventually led them back to the famous Rabban Shimeon ben Shetach, the rabbi with whom Yohanan had consulted concerning the rape of Miriam and in whom he had confided, and the rabbi had shared with the members of the Sanhedrin involved the information with which he had been entrusted by Yohanan, information which, after being threatened with torture and death, Miriam had confirmed[15].  Thus, Yehoshua was declared a mamzer (a bastard), expelled from his studies, excommunicated from his faith and his name had been expunged (whereupon he became known merely as Yeshu[16]) and forced to flee to Upper Galilee where he remained until King Alexander Jannæus expired and his wife, Salome Alexandra assumed the leading role in the governance of Judah.

Upon the change in leadership, Yeshu had purportedly slipped back to Jerusalem and then surreptitiously entered the sacred precincts of the Second Temple, entry that had been forbidden him when he’d been excommunicated[17] and while there had come upon the Ineffable Name of the Hebrew god which was carved on the stone tablet on which the Arc of the Covenant was set[18].  The Arc of the Covenant, the most sacred relic in all of Judaism and referred to as the Holy of Holies, was kept in a room in the shape of a perfect cube fifteen feet in every direction modeled on the wilderness tabernacle that had been constructed in accordance with the specific instructions given to Moses by the Hebrew god himself, a room considered so sacred that only one person, the High Priest, was allowed to enter it, and then only one day out of the entire year, because it was claimed that it was the actual dwelling place of the Hebrew god[19]

The Ineffable Name was protected by two figurines in the shape of huge brass lions (or perhaps dogs, it was hard to tell) stationed at the entrance to the innermost precincts of the Second Temple so that anyone who improperly obtained knowledge of the Ineffable Name would be shocked by their roars into forgetting it upon passing them as he left.  Knowing of this because of his studies of Hebrew law and lore, Yeshu had copied the letters of the Ineffable Name using a bit of charcoal from the brazier set near the entrance to the Holy of Holies on a tiny slip of parchment that he had fortuitously brought with him, and, using the power of the Ineffable Name to perform miracles, he had sliced open his thigh (or perhaps his calve) without feeling pain and had hidden the small parchment inside his own skin, healing, the incision with the power thus obtained thereby making it possible to recover the knowledge he would lose after exiting the Second Temple. As he’d left, the brass lions (or dogs) had roared as expected and he’d forgotten the Ineffable Name but not the fact that he’d obtained it, or how, and thus, when he came to the dwelling in Jerusalem where he’d been hiding since his return, he reopened the cut in his flesh with a knife and withdrew the parchment, recovering the knowledge he’d lost and thus attaining the ability to perform all kinds of miracles through use of the letters of the Ineffable Name, including, the miracle of immediately healing the incision he had made.[20]

Using the ability thus obtained, Yeshu made himself known in Jerusalem and throughout diverse sectors of Judea[21] including the towns of Bethlehem and Nazareth and the Upper Galilee, performing benign miracles by helping the afflicted and diseased, miracles he always attributed to the Hebrew god and, eventually, he gathered a following of three hundred and ten young Jewish men.  He also refuted those who had spoken ill of his birth and those who had excommunicated him, asserting that they had done so only because they had been jealous of his knowledge which threatened their quest for wealth and power and despised him because of his criticism of their abuses and corruption. Yeshu proclaimed that he was in fact the “Messiah” of whom Isaiah had prophesied, quoting diverse prophetic texts such as “Behold, a virgin shall conceive, and bear a son, and shall call his name Immanuel” insisting that King David, who he claimed as his ancestor, had prophesied concerning him, and that the Hebrew god himself had spoken to him, saying “Thou art my son, this day have I begotten thee.”

Of course, he’d had to provide evidence for his claims as even his most devoted followers had proven skeptical and insisted on proofs.  He’d provided the evidence demanded by curing a man who’d been lame from birth, and another who suffered from leprosy, in each case using the letters of the Ineffable Name, after which even the most skeptical among his followers had accepted him as the Messiah and the son of the Hebrew god. As one might anticipate, when word of the foregoing reached the Sanhedrin in Jerusalem, its members, furious, had decided to infiltrate the nascent movement and capture Yeshu. To do so they recruited two volunteers, a certain Annanui and a certain Ahaziah, who, pretending to be disciples, suggested to Yešu that he accept an invitation to visit the Sanhedrin in Jerusalem. Concerned because of his devastating prior experiences with Jewish authorities Yeshu had agreed to accept the invitation but only if the Sanhedrin’s members agreed beforehand to accept him in accordance with his claims of Davidic descent. The leaders of the Sanhedrin had deceptively agreed and, in accordance with the prophecy of Zechariah, Yeshu had travelled towards Jerusalem arriving at Knob where he acquired an ass on which he rode into Jerusalem.  However, when he arrived, the leaders of the Sanhedrin had immediately broken their oaths and had bound him and brought him before a Queen[22] then residing in Jerusalem, accusing him of sorcery and enticement to violate Jewish law.[23]

Rather than despairing, Yeshu had confidently addressed the Queen asserting that the prophets had long ago prophesied his coming, quoting “… and there shall come forth a rod out of the stem of Jesse” and proclaiming that he was the one of whom they’d foretold and, further, evidently with respect to his accusers but directed at the Queen as well, quoting “blessed is the man that walks not in the counsel of the ungodly”.  Impressed, the Queen had turned to the leaders of the Sanhedrin and asked them whether or not what Yeshu had quoted was indeed in the Hebrew Torah, which they’d had to admit.  But they’d then forcefully responded that it did not apply to Yeshu and, also quoting from scripture, their spokesman had replied “… and that prophet which shall presume to speak a word in my name which I have not commanded him to speak or that shall speak in the name of other gods, even that prophet shall die.”  They had then insisted that Yeshu had not fulfilled the signs and conditions of the Messiah.

The Queen, confused by the rhetorical battle had turned to Yeshu who’d again addressed her insisting that he was indeed the Messiah and that as proof thereof he had, as prophesied revived the dead.  The Queen had reacted to that claim by calling for a corpse to be brought before Yeshu and, in her presence and in the presence of his accusers, Yeshu had pronounced the Ineffable Name and the corpse had sprung up, alive, seemingly proving his claim to the Queen’s satisfaction.  Astonished and angered, she had then turned to the leaders of the Sanhedrin and reproached them, saying “this is a true sign” and had sent them off, humiliated, from her presence.

For a while thereafter Yeshu’s following increased as did the opposition led by the leaders of the Sanhedrin, dividing and polarizing Israel[24]. Eventually, Yeshu left Jerusalem to visit the Upper Galilee where he’d dwelt in exile.  However, as soon as he left the leaders of the Sanhedrin had returned to the Queen, again insisting that everything Yeshu did he did through sorcery and that rather than engaging in benign healing, Yeshu was merely seeking to lead the Jewish people astray.  Vacillating before the insistence of the Sanhedrin, the Queen partially acquiesced in their demands by sending the two false disciples who’d initially lured Yeshu back to Jerusalem, Annanui and Ahaziah, with orders for him to again present himself before her.  When they found him and sought to arrest him, his followers had intervened but Yeshu had ordered them not to oppose the summons with a battle, rather, he had asserted that he would once more prove himself to the Queen using the power of his father in Heaven.  He did so before large crowds as witnesses by first molding birds from clay and then, using the Ineffable Name, had breathed life into them and set them to flight.  Then, he had recited the letters of the Ineffable Name over a millstone which had been sunk into deep waters, whereupon it had floated to the surface and he’d sat upon it, floating as if in a boat. When the people had witnessed those miracles they had marveled and, at the behest of Yeshu, Annanui, Ahaziah and the other emissaries sent by the Queen had departed and had faithfully reported what they’d seen to the Queen who had trembled in astonishment, regretting her doubts. 

Notwithstanding the foregoing the leaders of the Sanhedrin had not only remained unrepentant and unconvinced but had decided to violate the holy law that forbade access to the Ineffable Name and, determined to fight fire with fire, had elected a rabbi by the name of Judah Iskarioto (a variant on Yehuda) who they brought into the sanctuary and, despite the fact that he was not the High Priest and that it was not the feast day on which the High Priest was authorized to enter into the presence of the Holy of Holies, had permitted him to enter the sacred precinct and to copy the Ineffable Name, as Yeshu had done, and as Yeshu had done, to reacquaint himself with its letters once outside the Second Temple and to thereby also attain and retain the power to perform miracles.  Then, for a third time Yeshu found himself summoned to appear before the Queen to prove his claims, but this time, unbeknown to him, opposed by another with access to the Ineffable Name.  On this final occasion, Yeshu sought to prove his status as the true Messiah by ascending in the air[25] as if towards Heaven, but then the leaders of the Sanhedrin ordered Judah Iskarioto who was also present to do likewise, which he did, chasing Yeshu and seeking to force him to earth whereupon an aerial battle ensued.  For a while, neither was able to gain the upper hand but eventually, again in complete disregard for Jewish law or traditions, Judah Iskarioto engaged in an act that defiled the Ineffable Name for both of them, spewing his semen on Yeshu, and they both crashed to earth, polluted and, having lost knowledge of the Ineffable Name and thus unable to invoke their powers.  The agents of the Sanhedrin, not waiting for a further decision from the Queen had seized Yeshu, covered his head and beaten him with pomegranate staves after which they’d taken him as their prisoner to a synagogue in Tiberias[26].  There, they’d bound him to a pillar and tortured him, forcing him to drink bitter vinegar instead of water and had impaled his head with a crown of thorns (a situation similar to that reflected in the Christian gospels).

Reacting to the foregoing, Yeshu’s followers in Tiberias, Jerusalem, Bethlehem, Nazareth and Upper Galilee had assembled to battle the members and agents of the Sanhedrin who’d captured and imprisoned Yeshu and they’d eventually prevailed, freeing him and fleeing with him to a region near Antioch[27] where Yeshu had remained, recuperating, until the eve of the following Passover.[28]

Unable to continue his ministry without access to knowledge of the Ineffable Name which was lost when he was polluted with the semen of Judah Iskarioto, Yeshu eventually resolved to abandon his exile and return to Jerusalem in order to re-acquire such knowledge and he set his return to coincide with certain prophecies associated with a Passover that was to coincide with a Sabbath.  Thus, on the eve of that Passover, Yeshu, accompanied by many of his disciples and welcomed by many others returned to Jerusalem riding upon an ass and, after a triumphal entry, headed for the Second Temple surrounded by many of his closest disciples who sought to create confusion as to which one among them was Yeshu thus minimizing the risk of interference with his mission by agents of the Sanhedrin and the temple priests who opposed him. However, Judah Iskarioto, also disguised, had infiltrated Yeshu’s disciples and sent word to the leaders of the Sanhedrin concerning Yeshu’s plans and further, had indicated that he himself would unmask him to agents of the Sanhedrin and the priests at the Second Temple by bowing to him.  Unfortunately for Yešu, events unfolded in the manner which Judah Iskarioto, the Sanhedrin and the priests had arranged and, once more, Yeshu found himself in their hands.

When he was seized, Yeshu had been asked his name by his captors to which he’d replied with various names and recited diverse versus from Jewish lore, all contradicted by the representatives of the Sanhedrin present with counter quotations whereupon, without a trial, he’d been sentenced to death by hanging at the sixth hour of the eve of the Passover (after which, the laws of the Sabbath would have forced a delay during which the followers of Yeshu might have engaged in more mischief and perhaps even rescued him again)[29].  However, when the members of the Sanhedrin sought to hang him[30], every tree they tried to use for such purpose refused to support his weight apparently because, while still able to conjure using the Ineffable Name, he’d enchanted all trees so that they would not cooperate in causing him harm.  But his plan was flawed as it had been limited to trees and thus did not apply to the carob-stalk, more a plant than a tree, and thus, the members of the Sanhedrin, the priests and their agents eventually succeeded in executing Yeshu by hanging him, albeit not in the traditional manner.  His corpse remained hanging from the carob-stalk until the hour for afternoon prayer, for it was written in Scripture that the body of a person executed by hanging could not remain throughout the night upon the “tree” so they had cast his corpse in a hole they’d caused to be dug outside of Jerusalem adjacent to an estuary near a river where refuse and human waste where regularly scattered (i.e., a dung heap), thus desecrating it.

Yeshu had prophesied his death but also, that he would not remain dead and would instead, ascend to join his father in Heaven and, for a while, it seemed that his prophecy had been fulfilled.  When his followers had visited the place where his body had been cast and sought to claim it, it had vanished therefrom, something of which they promptly informed the Queen, claiming that it proved the claims Yeshu had made to her and disproved those of the members of the Sanhedrin.

Shocked, the members of the Sanhedrin and the priests together with emissaries sent by the Queen immediately went to the spot where Yeshu’s body had been cast and found that indeed, it had disappeared.  When that information was conveyed to the Queen, she was furious as well as distraught considering that she may have been deceived into permitting the murder of the true Messiah but the members of the Sanhedrin and the priests dissuaded her from punishing them immediately, obtaining a reprieve of three days during which they would either provide evidence that Yeshu had not ascended to Heaven or be severely punished by the Queen.

As the deadline was set to expire towards the end of the third day, while walking in the field where Yeshu’s body had been cast, lamenting over his fate and praying for a miracle, one of the leaders of the Sanhedrin, Rabbi Tanhuma, met the owner of a certain nearby garden who, upon hearing the rabbi’s laments, approached him and confessed that he himself had removed the corpse and had buried it in the sand in his own garden so that Yeshu’s followers would be unable to steal the body and claim that he had ascended into heaven[31]. Elated and relieved, Rabbi Tanhuma quickly shared the news with the other members of the Sanhedrin and the priests whereupon, together, they dug up the corpse and, tying it by the hair to the tail of a horse, transported it to the Queen, exclaiming gleefully “This is Yeshu who is said to have ascended to heaven”.  Presented with such evidence, the Queen once more reversed her judgment agreeing that the prophecy of Yeshu’s ascension to Heaven had been false and that, consequently, Yeshu had proven to be a false prophet who had enticed the people and led them astray, after which she ridiculed Yeshu’s followers and praised those who had exposed him.

However, many of Yeshu’s followers refused to accept the judgment of the Queen and twelve of them dispersed to preach his message among diverse people.  Three went to the mountains of Ararat, three to Armenia, three to Rome and three to the kingdoms by the sea, each preaching that the followers of the Sanhedrin had slain “the Messiah of the Lord”.  Miriam, Yešu’s mother,

…. became ill after the death of her son and therefore made a will. She ordered the faithful followers of her son to set a tombstone over her grave. She died and the news quickly spread. Many came to her funeral to mourn her and deliver a funeral oration … recounting her good deeds and those of her son. …. The Sanhedrin then had the tombstone torn down and forbade anyone to erect a new one in the same place [making it] impossible to see that anyone had ever been buried there (Michels, 2022, p. 94).[32]

The Israelites loyal to the Sanhedrin had mockingly replied to the message of Yešu’s followers, taunting them and claiming that they had been foolishly deluded by a false prophet and for thirty years there was endless strife and discord between the two groups.  However, disturbingly, more and more Jews became deceived into following the heretical teachings of Yeshu’s followers.  In response to that growing dilemma, the leaders of the Sanhedrin devised a scheme to subvert the growing movement of Yeshu’s followers by once again infiltrating it, this time, with a mission to create an irreversible schism between the followers of Yeshu and loyal Jews.

The person that the Sanhedrin chose to implement its scheme was a greatly learned man, a rabbi by the name of Shimon Kaipha[33] who went to Antioch, then the main city of the followers of Yeshu who had taken to referring to themselves as “Nazarenes” and he claimed to them that he had been among the principle disciples of Yeshu and the Yeshu himself had charged him with leading his followers after his death and had empowered him to perform miracles “as Yeshu himself has done”, something he was indeed able to do because, as in the case of Judah Iskarioto, the priests of the Second Temple had made the power of the Ineffable Name available to him by granting him access to its secret.  Thus, he easily deceived Yeshu’s followers into accepting him as Yeshu’s heir by healing a leper and a lame man. Once the followers of Yeshu, the so called Nazarenes, had accepted him as their leader, Shimon Kaipha, as had been planned by the Sanhedrin, convinced them that now that Yeshu was enshrined in Heaven at the right hand of his father, he had ordained that his followers were to reject many of the most sacred aspects of the Hebrew faith, claiming that in a vision, Yeshu from Heaven had ordained that he and the Father abhorred the Hebrew new moons and feasts and even the Hebrew alphabet, and that his Nazarenes were thenceforth to observe as sacred the first day of the week instead of the seventh, the Resurrection instead of the Passover, the Ascension into Heaven instead of the Feast of Weeks, the finding of the Cross instead of the New Year, the Feast of the Circumcision instead of the Day of Atonement, the New Year instead of Chanukah; they were also to be indifferent with regard to circumcision and the dietary laws. Finally, that they were to follow the teaching of turning the right if smitten on the left and the meek acceptance of suffering.

All these new ordinances which Shimon Kaipha (or Paul, as he was known to the Nazarenes) taught them were really meant to separate these Nazarenes from the people of Israel and to bring the internal strife to an end.  It’s interesting that this Shimon Kaipha was represented as Paul, supposedly formerly Saul of Tarsus, rather that Peter (formerly Cephas, or Simeon or Simon), given the nature of the names involved, but then, Peter was usually portrayed in the Christian gospels as poorly educated and not particularly intelligent.  However, other versions of the Toledot Yeshu claim that Peter was indeed also an infiltrator and a learned, erudite and talented author as well (Gager, 2011, pp. 221-246).

Concluding Observations

The diverse versions of the Toledot Yeshu were, in part, based on information contained in the Palestinian and Babylonian Talmuds and other formal Jewish teachings but a good deal probably involve folklore; traditions orally passed on, especially during periods when such teachings involved serious personal danger.  Thus, the earliest versions of the Toledot Yeshu have proven impossible to date and an original version impossible to identify. In one sense, the diverse versions of the Toledot Yeshu are counterpoints to the Christian gospels, the canonical gospels as well as the apocryphal gospels (those rejected by traditional Christians), many of the latter having come to light in the last century.  In another sense, they seem a form of psychological passive resistance to the abuses heaped by Christians on Jews since the epoch of the Roman Emperor Constantine. Unfortunately, they are also, in part, responsible for the periodic tides of vehement antisemitism as they evoke the most lurid aspects of accusations by Christians against Jews, holding Jews collectively responsible for the death of Yešu.  Interestingly, beginning in the middle of the twentieth century, after the Nazi Holocaust, Jewish leaders externally denied any role in the death of Yešu, a claim formally accepted as valid by the Catholic Church and many other Christian denominations, while internally, disparate groups of Jews continue to cling to many of the claims made in the diverse versions of the Toledot Yeshu, if perhaps not to its outlandish supernatural aspects. Outlandish but perhaps not unusual or very different from the miracles claimed by all three of the Abrahamic faiths: Judaism, Christianity and Islam.  Claims which seem entirely credible within each branch, but ludicrous when espoused by another.

Personally, the author is particularly taken by the versions of the Toledot Yeshu that claim that saints Peter and Paul, the two most important saints in Christendom, were in fact, Jewish agents charged with infiltrating and subverting the nascent heresy into a full blown schism and in that manner, minimizing conversion of gullible Jews.  That is certainly a strategy worthy or the ancestors of today’s Mossad and Shin Bet and resonates with the role that Saul of Tarsus in fact played in the evolution of Christianity from one of the many variants of Judaism that existed two millennia ago into the myriad of frequently antisemitic, Hellenized variants of Christianity that exist today.  It’s ironic that Islam, which evolved seven centuries later, seems so much closer to the Judaism prevalent at the dawn of the Common Era than do most variants of today’s Judaism and certainly more so than any major branch of Christianity, and that Christians and Jews today so thoroughly criticize Islamic insistence on strict obedience to the Judaic Laws purportedly delivered to Moses directly by YHWH.

In conjunction with how similar beliefs are viewed so differently when espoused by others, it seems appropriate to reflect, at least for a moment, on the concept of genocide, a concept deemed abhorrent and anathema when applied to a group of which we are part, but sacred and holy when applied to others, at least among the Abrahamic faiths. Illustrative of the latter, of course, is the current genocide being inflicted by Zionists claiming to act in the name of and for the benefit of all Jews, a claim vociferously rejected by many Jews of conscience, especially when contrasted with the genocide perpetrated against Jews (and others, indeed, most victims were not Jews but Slavs, Russians, gypsies, homosexuals, etc.) by the Nazis during the second “war to end all wars”.  But the current Zionist attitude towards genocide is not alien historically to Jews who according to the Torah approved of genocide on numerous occassions, e.g., with respect to the Flood; to the killing of the Egyptian primogenitors; to the killing of all the men, women, elderly and children of Jericho by Joshua after the death of Moses; to the slaughter of the Canaanites throughout the Middle East; to the slaughter of Christians in Jerusalem during the Persian conquest of the city in the seventh century of the Common Era, etc. And of course, that is not a phenomenon unique to Jews, consider the genocide perpetrated by Europeans of all stripes on indigenous populations in the Americas, in Africa, in Australia and in Asia, especially by the United Kingdom, the Spaniards, the Portuguese, the Dutch, the Belgians and last but certainly not least, by the United States.

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About the Author:

Guillermo (“Bill”) Calvo Mahé (a sometime poet) is a writer, political commentator and academic currently residing in the Republic of Colombia (although he has primarily lived in the United States of America of which he is also a citizen). Until 2017 he chaired the political science, government and international relations programs at the Universidad Autónoma de Manizales. Previously, he chaired the social studies and foreign language departments at the Eastern Military Academy in Huntington, New York. He is currently the publisher of the Inannite Review available at Substack.com; an intermittent commentator on radio and television; and, an occasional contributor to diverse periodicals and publications. He has academic degrees in political science (BA, the Citadel, The Military College of South Carolina), law (JD, St. John’s University, School of Law), international legal studies (LL.M, the Graduate Division of the New York University School of Law) and translation and linguistic studies (GCTS, the University of Florida’s Center for Latin American Studies). However, he is also fascinated by mythology, religion, physics, astronomy and mathematics, especially with matters related to quanta, cosmology and cosmogony. He can be contacted at guillermo.calvo.mahe@gmail.com and much of his writing is available through his blog at https://guillermocalvo.com.


[1] Phonically of course, as neither Hebrew nor Aramaic use the Latin alphabet.

[2] Heleni of Adiabene (Hebrew: הֶלֵּנִי‎ Hellēnī, who died circa 50–56 of the Common Era), was a queen mother in the Parthian vassal state of Adiabene.  She was, at least initially, purportedly married to her brother Monobaz I to whom she bore the monarchs Izates II and Monobaz II. About the year 30 of the Common Era, well within the most commonly accepted timeline for the life of Yešu, she and her family converted to Judaism to which she became devoted and, upon her death, she was buried in a pyramidal sepulchral in Jerusalem. According to Josephus, she was the daughter of King Izates I and according to Moses of Chorene she was the chief wife of Abgar V, king of Edessa, rather than of her brother, Monobaz I (although perhaps, at different times she had been wife to them both).  Problematic with respect to her inclusion in diverse variants of the Toledot Yeshu is the probability that she only moved to Jerusalem in the year 45 or 46 of the Common Era, well after the crucifixion of Yešu (Hasan-Rokem: 2011, p. 266).

[3] The public repudiation by Jewish leaders having been formally accepted by Catholics at least in the Second Vatican Council (1962–1965) when Pope Paul VI issued the declaration Nostra aetate (“In Our Time”; Montini, 1965).

[4] See generally Meerson, 2014.

[5] See generally, Ilan, 2009; Hasan-Rokem, 2011.

[6] Frequently referred to as the Wagenseil version.

[7] In some versions, a nobleman.

[8] Interestingly, the initial reference to a purported Pantera as a possible father of Yešu was by a Roman philosopher by the name of Celsus, a second century Greek philosopher and opponent of early Christianity, in his literary work, The True Word, see Patrick, 2009; Origen, circa 3rd century, C.E.; Gager, 2011, p. 242.

[9] Miriam, or more probably Mariam, was the Aramaic and Hebrew form of the Greek name, “Maria”, anglicized to “Mary”.

[10] Some variants, however, have Joseph Pandera enter Miriam’s home by cutting a hole in the roof.

[11] Other related versions have Miriam willingly engaging in intimate relations with Joseph Pandera because they were both very attractive and desirable but Yohanan, her betrothed, had shown little interest in Miriam physically.  Thus she was an adulteress and Yohanan a cuckold.  In some of those versions, Miriam remained with Joseph Pandera after she was abandoned by Yohanan.  Indeed, in one version, Yohanan helped her escape her de facto imprisonment through the window of her bedroom using a ladder, after which they had eloped (Checas, 2022, p. 167).

[12] The Alexander Jannæus version is the kindest version with respect to Mary/Miriam/Mariam, as most have her as either a prostitute or a promiscuously unfaithful wife.  Most, if not all versions, have her conception of Yešu take place during her menstrual period.  In some versions, she deceives her fiancé Yohanan into believing that Yešu is his child, and he remains and raises him as if he were (see Michels, 2022).

[13] Other variants assert he was not circumcised and refused to adhere to Jewish dietary laws.

[14] A tract on the nature of damages under Jewish law, part of the fourth Order of the Mishna (also the Tosefta and Talmud) which dealt with Jewish criminal and civil law and the Jewish court system.

[15] Related versions had Yešu demand that his mother claim that he had been born from her forehead, and that she had acquiesced, claiming to have remained a virgin.  Furthermore, in those versions, she is a vocal supporter of Yešu when he is imprisoned and assists in his escape (see Michels, 2022).

[16] A negative acronym meaning “may his name and memory be blotted out” (Yimach Shmo Uzichro), Gribetz, 2011, p. 174.

[17] Incoherently implying that prior to his excommunication he’d had access to the sacred precinct reserved only to the High Priest, and that only once a year.

[18] Other versions assert that he came upon the Ineffable Name accidentally earlier when, in an incident somewhat similar to the one described above, as a child, he had entered the sacred precincts while chasing the hoop (or ball) but had inappropriately appropriated its use pretty much in the manner here described.

[19] Apparently, as illustrated in many versions of the Toledot Yeshu, it was a frequently violated sacred rule as not only Yešu but members of the Sanhedrin seemed to come and go there whenever they found it convenient to make the Ineffable Name available to someone for use in opposing Yešu.

[20] Consistent, apparently, with the general tenor of Jewish criticism of Jesus’ miracles going at least as far back as Celsus (second century of the Common Era, Gager, 2011, p. 242), which does not deny Jesus’ ability to perform miracles, accusing him instead of practicing magic. This version even accepts the divine origin of the miracles, attributing them to his misuse of the divine name. In the Alphabet of Ben Sira, Lilith is accused of a similar crime purportedly using the power of the Ineffable Name to escape from the Garden of Eden (Schäfer, 2011, p. 6).

[21] Most versions have the events taking place in the diverse parts of what would become the Roman province of Judaea but the Romans had not yet conquered Judea during the reign of Alexander Jannæus.

[22] Given that the Queen in question might have been any one of the various Helena, Helene or Heleni alluded to, the author has elected to just refer to the queen in question generically as the “Queen”.

[23] At this point, this compilation transitions to one more related to the Queen Helena, Helene and Heleni variants even though confusion reigns given the role played after the demise of King Alexander Jannæus by his wife, Salome Alexandra for some reason also referred to as Helene, all of which seem similar.

[24] Although the events took place in either a kingdom known as Judaea or a subsequent Roman province also referred to by that name, before its name was changed to Palestine, the term “Israel” was used to refer to its Jewish inhabitants.

[25] Described in some versions as riding on a sunbeam (Chuecas, 2011, p. 161).

[26] There is a good bit of incoherence here as Tiberias was founded sometime around 18–20 CE in the Herodian Tetrarchy of Galilee and Perea by the Roman client king Herod Antipas, son of Herod the Great.  However, the narration purports to be from the Alexander Jannæus variant of the Toledot Yeshu which takes place almost a century earlier.

[27] Some traditions say Egypt.

[28] In a variation on the story, Judah was able to out-miracle Yeshu in the sign contest without defiling him and Yeshu was thus discredited, arrested, but, as in this version, his followers had been able to break him free, and, he had not forgotten the letters of the Ineffable Name. In that variant he had escaped to Egypt in hopes of learning Egyptian magic (regarded as the best magic in the world) but Judah had gone to Egypt and again infiltrated Yeshu’s disciples, posing as one himself.  From that vantage point that Judah had been able to cause Yeshu to forget the Ineffable Name, resulting in Yeshu’s decision to return to Jerusalem and relearn it. But Judah had promptly sent warnings to the leaders of the Sanhedrin along with suggestions as to how to arrest Yeshu.

[29] In this variant, no queen is present as Yeshu is convicted and executed directly by the Sanhedrin, which differs from most other Queen Helena or Heleni variants, and indeed, from the variants which have Emperor Tiberius, King Herod or Pontius Pilate presiding over a trial.

[30] Perhaps a euphemism for crucifixion but most variants of the Toledot Yeshu seem to insist that he was hung, rather than crucified, and that is consistent with the claim that it was the Sanhedrin rather than the Romans who executed Yešu as crucifixion was a Roman form of execution.

[31] One variant at least has the body deliberately removed by a rabbi, Gamliel, rather than a gardener, and hidden in order to prevent Yešu’s followers from stealing it and claiming that it had ascended, a plot that went astray when it inadvertently supported the suppositions of Yešu’s followers, but was subsequently corrected when Gamliel disclosed where he had hidden it so that it could be disclosed to the Queen.

[32] Another variants states the following concerning Miriam’s death and burial:

In those days, Mary, the mother of Jesus, died. King (Herod) ordered her to be buried under the tree where her son had been hanged, as well as the brothers of Jesus and his sisters, whom the king ordered to be hanged. And they hanged them and wrote on the tombstone, ‘Here the children of fornication (Hos 2:6) were hanged, and their mother was buried beside them. Shame on them!’ But some villains (פריצים) from Jesus’s family came and stole the tombstone and put another in its place, on which they wrote, ‘Behold, a ladder is set up on the earth with its top reaching the heavens, and the angels of God are ascending (Gen. 28:12). The mother of the children rejoices. Praise the Lord! (Ps. 113:9).’ When the king heard what the villains ( פריצים) had done, he ordered to demolish the tombstone, and he killed about 100 relatives of Jesus (Michels, 2022, pp. 95-95).

[33] Diverse variants claim it was not one person who infiltrated and sabotaged the evolving movement but two or three, men who promptly became major saints of the evolving heresy and who are known to foolish Christians as saints Peter, Paul and John.