Going into the Red
So I made a pillar of fire (red crepe paper and some orange plastic) and a pillar of cloud (eh… cotton-wool balls); sang “How did Moses Cross the Red Sea”; the waves parted and so here we are, pilgrimming through this barren land…. Phew!
And it is at this point I get to leave the Exodus – as the Israelites head off into the
sunset desert, towards the Promised Land. (So I hope that tomorrow’s post will be my LAST on Exodus
thanks for bearing with me!)
I head back to the 21st Century West. As I get out of my time machine… everything seems strangely familiar.
The Egyptian economy had been propped up artificially for over 400 years. By creating a slave underclass out of generations of Israelite immigrants, the Egyptians had managed to build monuments, towns and cities based on a kind of temporary illusion of wealth.
Then the commodity of slaves left.
And in the West, we also built our economies on a dream – spending non-existent money on a repeated basis: an economy based on an illusion of wealth.
Then the commodity of unlimited credit ‘left’.
And then there came, or is coming, a day of reckoning. One day, someone counts up how many beans make five and realises that we haven’t got any.
After the Exodus, there must have been “cuts” in Egypt, a change in leadership and a new policy for industry. I wonder how it worked out. I know a bit about Egypt and its civilisation, gods and history – but I don’t know how or why it came to an end. But it did, eventually- despite being such an advanced and wealthy empire.
The Red Sea was held apart artificially for a time. Then the water returned to its true level.
There is the way things seem and the way things are. And there is the way things should be.
It’s helpful to know which is which.