Rabbi Yossi Haglili Asked to Return to an Argument He Had Lost
A cow drank the water made from red heifer ashes, and thirty-two elders ruled on its flesh. Rabbi Yossi Haglili lost that room, then came back.
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The Cow That Drank From the Jar
A cow got at the water, and by nightfall the question had reached men who would not sleep until it was settled.
The water in that jar had cost an animal and a day. A red heifer without blemish had been taken outside the camp and burned entire, and Elazar stood where the smoke hit his face and watched it go. Another man fed the fire. Elazar only looked, and the looking was the job. Skin, flesh, blood, dung, all of it burned together. When blood came off on a hand, the hand was wiped back along the body of the animal, because blood that did not return to where it belonged spoiled the whole burning. When a scrap of flesh the size of an olive leaped out of the flames, someone put it back in. Bone could stay out. Flesh could not. From the knife to the last gray handful, no one working that fire was allowed to turn his mind to any other task.
What was left went up the Mount of Olives and was kept in a clean place, under guard. Mixed with living water it was the one thing in the world that could lift the seven days a corpse laid on a living man. A sword that had killed carried the same seven days. So did the lid of a coffin. So did a child dead in the womb of its mother. Death reached that far, and one gray powder answered all of it.
Now a cow had swallowed some. If the animal were slaughtered before the day was out, was its flesh clean or unclean?
Thirty-Two Elders and a Man With No Verse
They put it to thirty-two elders.
Rabbi Akiva held that the flesh was unclean. Water set apart for sprinkling did not stop being what it was because a cow's throat happened to be in the way.
Rabbi Yossi Haglili held that the flesh was clean.
The elders ruled clean, and it did him no good at all. Akiva turned and asked him for the verse, and Yossi had no verse. He had a conviction, and a feel for how the thing must work, and nothing he could lay on the table between them. Akiva took him apart in front of the whole assembly and put him out of the argument. The ruling went exactly the way he had said it would go. He was not standing inside it when it did.
He walked home a man who had been right in public and beaten in public on the same afternoon.
The Word Had Been in the Verse All Along
He found it later. Not in a dream, not in a flash. He went back through the passage about the ashes, line by line, until he reached the clause saying the powder shall be for the congregation of the children of Israel in keeping, a thing under guard, held for the waters of sprinkling.
In keeping. Only for as long as somebody is keeping it. The moment the water was inside an animal, nobody was guarding it and nobody could sprinkle a drop of it on anything living or dead. It had stopped being sprinkling water somewhere between the jar and the cow's belly. So the flesh was clean, and now he could say why.
He went to Akiva and asked for the door back. "May I return?"
Akiva barely looked up. "Shall I allow everyone to return, and not you, because your name is Yossi Haglili?"
The Galilee sat in the name and the whole room heard it sit there. Yossi returned anyway.
He Came Back With One Word
He used it like a blade.
Akiva argued. Shimon ben Nanas came in beside him and argued. Neither of them could get around the clause. A thing held in keeping is sprinkling water. A thing swallowed is held by nobody. The flesh is clean. Yossi did not raise his voice and did not stop, and the men who had watched him thrown out of that argument watched him stand in the middle of it and hold the floor.
Akiva did not concede. He also did not answer.
What Tarfon Saw in the Ram
Rabbi Tarfon had been watching, and when it was over he spoke Daniel's vision across the room as though it had been written for that afternoon.
A ram butting westward and northward and southward, and no beast could stand before him, and there was none that could deliver out of his hand, and he did according to his will and grew great. "That," Tarfon said, "is Akiva."
Then a he-goat came out of the west over the face of the whole earth and did not touch the ground, and it had one horn between its eyes. "That is Yossi Haglili. And that horn is his answer."
The goat came at the ram in the fury of his power, and struck him, and broke his two horns. The two horns were Akiva and Shimon ben Nanas. And the ram had no strength to stand before him, and the goat cast him to the ground and trampled him, and there was none that could deliver the ram out of his hand.
None to deliver him. Tarfon named them last, so that nobody in the room could pretend he meant somebody else. The thirty-two elders.
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