A Man Saw a Snake in Israel and His Hair Never Grew Back

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The Man Who Went Up for Firewood

He climbed the hill in the middle of the afternoon to gather wood, the way he had climbed it a hundred times. He was pushing through the low brush, snapping what he could reach, when he looked down and there was the snake.

It had not noticed him. It was not coiled at him, not raised, not tracking. It lay in the scrub doing whatever a snake does when it is alone, and he stood over it and looked at it and it never looked back.

His hair came out. Not over the following days, not in patches through a fever. In the moment of seeing it, the hair left his head, and it never came back. He walked down the hill carrying his wood and a scalp that had gone bare on the climb, and from that day people called him Merutah, the torn one, the man who had been plucked.

He died bald. Nothing else about the encounter was ever explained. The snake had not touched him.

Akiva Heard It From Rabbi Yehudah

Rabbi Akiva did not find this in a book. He said plainly where he got it: Rabbeinu Hakadosh told me. That is Rabbi Yehudah HaNasi, the man who assembled the Mishnah, the most careful editor the rabbinic world produced, and what he handed down to his student was not a ruling. It was the story of a bald man on a hillside.

Akiva passed it on the same way, without a mechanism, without a lesson attached. A man in the Land of Israel saw a snake. His hair fell out. He was called Merutah until the day he died.

Moses Cried at the Wedding He Would Not Attend

There was a man who was made groomsman to the king's daughter. He read in the stars that he would be the one to bring her out of her father's house, and he read in the same stars that he would not walk with her to the bridegroom's house, and would not stand under the canopy when she was married.

He began to cry.

They asked him what there was to cry about, since the whole thing had gone well.

"I wore myself out getting her out," he said. "I am not going with her to the canopy."

Moses said the same sentence about himself. "I wore myself out bringing Israel out of Egypt. I am not entering the Land with them." He knew it on the day Pharaoh released them, at the beginning, before the sea, before Sinai, before the forty years. He got them out. He was not going in.

He died on the mountain in Moab with the whole country laid out in front of him and no road down into it. Merutah, who had never taken a nation anywhere, walked up a hill inside the Land looking for kindling.

The Land That Lacked Nothing

Every country has something it does not have. One grows grain and buys its oil. One has water and imports its wheat. That is the ordinary condition of a place on the earth, and it is why the world itself carries a name that means a mixture, because it is all of them stirred together and none of them complete.

Of this one country the sages said it lacks nothing. You will eat bread there without stinting, and you will lack nothing in it. And then they pushed the pun one step further, from mixture to seasoning, and asked what the seasoning of the world is. Torah, they said, and quoted a line from the ruins of Jerusalem to prove it: among the nations there is no Torah. Whatever the world is, it is flavored from that one strip of ground.

So the land was worth what Moses paid for it and worth what it cost Merutah. Both of them are true at once, and the sources set them next to each other without softening either.

The Voice Above the Scorpions

Rabbah bar bar Chanah traveled with a merchant who offered to show him Mount Sinai. They went. When they got there the mountain was ringed with scorpions the size of white mules, standing between him and the place where the whole thing had started.

He did not get closer. From somewhere above the scorpions he heard a voice, and the voice was not speaking to him.

"Woe is Me, that I swore that oath. And now that I have sworn it, who can annul it for Me?"

The oath was the exile. The One who had sworn it was standing outside His own mountain with the rest of them, wanting it undone, bound by His own word, and grieving in a voice loud enough for a passing traveler to overhear.