This is going to be one of those odd-ball posts that have nothing to do with science nor with religion. Nonetheless, it is, I think, a post that needs to be made. It’s all about the magic of bacon. That’s right, bacon. That salty-sweet, greasy and sensuous pork product we all hate to love.
It has been said that bacon makes everything better. If you think about it, it really does.
Bacon Cheeseburger, Macaroni and Cheese + Bacon, Little smokies wrapped in bacon. Shoot, even Lettuce and tomato are better with bacon.
So one has to ask, how can bacon make Christmas better? I suppose a Christmas goose with bacon wrapped drumsticks would be pretty good. But how could bacon REALLY make a lasting impression on Christmas?
How about a Nativity centered around Bacon? I wish I would have thought of it, but someone beat me to it.
So there it is, in all of it’s glory. But what does it really mean?
Consider the birth of a Jewish baby born in an all pork stable. He is surrounded by pork animals and his parents are clothed in porken robes. In the Jewish tradition, pork, is considered “Unkosher,” or treif. In a more general sense though, pork is defiled or profane. So Jesus wasn’t just born in a stable (no doubt, a humble beginning for the King of Kings), but in this interpretation of the Nativity, he was born in a pork stable. For someone of Jewish heritage,then, it doesn’t get any worse than this.
His parents aren’t just a blue collar family (his dad was a carpenter and his mom got pregnant before they were married. They didn’t have trailers back then, but if they did…), in this interpretation, they’re whitetrash wrapped in pork. This baby is definitely starting out behind the 8-ball, yet rises up to become the savior of Mankind.
Even the animals made of little smokeys and sausage foreshadow the profanity this little guy is going to have to overcome on his path to becoming the shepard of God’s flock.
So, that’s my take on this rendition of the Nativity of the Lord Jesus Christ. Then again, maybe someone, somewhere, just happened to have some extra meat and pretzels, and some extra time on their hands.
I’ll leave it for you to decide. Leave a comment on your interpretation of this masterpiece. If you are interested in the Kashrut that lists the Jewish food laws, check out this site.
Until my next post, Peace, Love, and Bacon…