Friday, December 14, 2007

The Mad Lib Eulogy

Warning: Extremely poor taste and funeral-related humor below.

I know what it means to deal with a lot of funerals – we’ve hit a busy season again lately. Nonetheless, I have no patience for canned, formulaic, unimaginative, dry-as-the-Sahara rabbinic eulogies; listening to them embarrasses me, as a rabbi.

The Gemara says that a eulogy is supposed to induce tears; this is why we don’t offer true eulogies during periods of national celebration. It certainly shouldn't put people to sleep.

Herewith the words of the RCA Lifecycle HaMadrikh, 1995 edition, on the value of a good eulogy: “It must be a heartfelt lament of the great loss that is felt by family and friends, through conveying a true refletion of the deeds and virtues of the deceased.

So what do you do if you don’t know the deceased, or even the family? Find Out. Talk to them (the family, not the deceased). Talk to their friends. Talk to your shul president. But find something out.

What if everyone hates the person? Yes, I’ve had those. So speak more generally, perhaps focusing on the family itself.

What if the person was an utter recluse? I’ve had the case of people who were developmentally disabled and had little-to-no social interaction… but there is always something to be said.

To demonstrate the barebones, formula eulogy that is frustrating me, I am going to visit the outer limits of taste… and beyond. I will herewith provide the ultimate in poor funeral taste - The Mad Lib Eulogy – in order to demonstrate what really riles me.

First, before you look at the eulogy text below, come up with the following terms. Go ahead, try it:

(1) A Name
(2) An Adjective
(3) A Year
(4) A 20th century tragedy
(5) An Emotion
(6) An Adjective
(7) An Adjective
(8) An Adjective
(9) A Nationality
(10) A Relation
(11) A Relation
(12) An Emotion
(13) A Hobby
(14) A Figure from the Torah
(15) A Relation
(16) One of the sacred books of Judaism

Here, then, is a result showing the kind of boiled-out, pareve boilerplate I despise:
(1) John was a (2) menschlich person his entire life. Born in (3) 1939, in the middle of (4) the Holocaust, he knew the meaning of (5) sadness. Despite challenges, he developed into a (6) kind human being, a (7) good friend and a (8) supportive son to his (9) Belgian parents.

(1) John was a good (10) son, but his greatest affection was reserved for his (11) children, in whose presence he was always (12) happy. He enjoyed (13) fishing with them, whenever he had time.

(1) John’s love for his (11) children is reminiscent of the love displayed by (14) Avraham for his (15) son. The (16) Midrash tells us that (14) Avraham displayed the greatest love for a (15) son that anyone has ever known – and (1) John built his life around that model.

Even as we mourn (1) John's passing, let us also be grateful for the years we had with him, and for his love for his (11) children. May it be a model for us and for our children, and may his memory be a blessing for us all.


And here is a somewhat-less-serious result:
(1) John was a (2) green person his entire life. Born in (3) the Year of the Monkey, in the middle of the (4) Hindenburg Disaster, he knew the meaning of (5) ennui. Despite challenges, he developed into a (6) stringy human being, an (7) absorbent friend and a (8) pungent son to his (9) Mongolian parents.

(1) John was a good (10) cousin, but his greatest affection was reserved for his (11) stepmother, in whose presence he was always (12) agitated. He enjoyed (13) making tortillas with her, whenever he had time.

(1) John’s love for his (11) stepmother is reminiscent of the love displayed by (14) Lot for his (15) family dog. The (16) Zohar tells us that (14) Lot displayed the greatest love for a (15) family dog that anyone has ever known – and (1) John built his life around that model.

Even as we mourn (1) John’s passing, let us also be grateful for the years we had with him, and for his love for his (11) stepmother. May it be a model for us and for our children, and may his memory be a blessing for us all.

Try it out, and send in your results.

Feel free to expand this to Chuppah speeches, Bar/Bat Mitzvah speeches, etc. The only requirement is that you read them aloud in a rabbinical sing-song, punctuated appropriately with sighs and smiles along the way.

[end rant]

9 comments:

Mommychicky said...

Thank you for the ultimate, all-purpose speech-maker!

-suitepotato- said...

It's a good thing I've been spending more time learning Hebrew than scripting languages or I'd write a generator and give you credit for it. :)

I like it. I've always thought that funerals are for the living and the dead don't care anymore. So for me, I hope they either don't have one and just let me go quietly or if they must hold something, do it at a bar and grille with big screen televisions.

Tzipporah said...

ok, here's mine. I chose my words before reading your sample; Smidgen is our cat. ;-}

(1) Smidgen was a (2) fuzzy person his entire life. Born in (3) 2001, in the middle of (4) the crash of the Hindenburg, he knew the meaning of (5) grumpy. Despite challenges, he developed into a (6) monumental human being, a (7) shiny friend and a (8) perplexing son to his (9) Ukrainian parents.

(1) Smidgen was a good (10) colleague, but his greatest affection was reserved for his (11) sister, in whose presence he was always (12) happy. He enjoyed (13) blowing things up with her, whenever he had time.

(1) Smidgen's love for his (11) sister is reminiscent of the love displayed by (14) Tamar for her (15) father-in-law. The (16) Zohar tells us that (14) Tamar displayed the greatest love for a (15) father-in-law that anyone has ever known – and (1) Smidgen built his life around that model.

Even as we mourn (1) Smidgen's passing, let us also be grateful for the years we had with him, and for his love for his (11) sister. May it be a model for us and for our children, and may his memory be a blessing for us all.

Anonymous said...

RWAC,

thanks for the bit of levity, as much as it is important to take death seriously, it's also important to retain our sense of humor.

while this post may seem in bad taste to some, for those of us struggling with unusual morning situations, it's nice to see that clergy can role with the punches and meet us where we are.

Thanks for everything

rabbi without a cause said...

Mommychicky-
Thanks!

Suitepotato-
I believe, per the gemara in Sanhedrin, that it's for both sides.

Tzipporah-
Thanks! But you came up with Hindenburg independently?

Anonymous 8:32 AM-
Thanks; much appreciated.

Chana said...

This is ridiculously funny, and I am awful.

Here is mine:

(1) Laura was a (2) brilliant person her entire life. Born in (3) 2009, in the middle of (4) the Holocaust, he knew the meaning of (5) love. Despite challenges, he developed into a (6) wonderful human being, a (7) searching friend and a (8) beautiful son to his (9) Jewish parents.

(1) Laura was a good (10) mother, but her greatest affection was reserved for her (11) sister, in whose presence she was always (12) hatred He enjoyed (13) readingwith them, whenever he had time.

(1) Laura’s love for his (11) sister is reminiscent of the love displayed by (14) Moses for his (15) brother. The (16) Ecclesiastes tells us that (14) Moses displayed the greatest love for a (15) brother that anyone has ever known – and (1) Laura built her life around that model.

Even as we mourn (1) Laura's passing, let us also be grateful for the years we had with him, and for his love for his (11) sister May it be a model for us and for our children, and may his memory be a blessing for us all.

rabbi without a cause said...

Chana-
Thanks, and my condolences on Laura's passing. Even if she never did get the hang of pronouns, she was a good sister.

Tzipporah said...

RWAC - yes, yes I did.

rabbi without a cause said...

Tzipporah-
That's bizarre.