The mistaken painter

Eas­ter is the time for tra­di­ti­on. Two days of fami­ly­ship, going to the church, lis­tening to that Jesus come­back tour, stan­ding round the Eas­ter fire and sear­ching for the Eas­ter bun­ny.

But whe­re­as Christ­mas attracts peo­p­le with the giving and get­ting gifts game, Eas­ter is rather res­trai­ned. The thought Eas­ter stands for is much more idea­li­stic. It might be even har­der to wor­ship that thought, which could be the Pope’s reason to ask for peace every year.

So why not break up with tra­di­ti­ons if new ritu­als turn out to repre­sent your wor­ship much bet­ter? Eas­ter seems to stand for some­thing good, so not repla­cing it with any­thing would­n’t be very ratio­nal.

This must have been Schlen­za­lot’s inten­ti­on befo­re sta­ting:

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[Just colou­red eggs (testic­les?). Colour’s itching a bit.]