Ever eager to find the good in our fellow Yiddn, Jewdar has gone back and forth on the Satmar community. On the one hand, not a big fan of the whole rabidly anti-Israel schtick they’ve got going for them; on the other hand, loooooooooove the Satmar rugelach bakery on Lee Avenue. The moral teeter-totter has just tottered over on the anti-side of things with this week’s New York Magazine feature on a particularly revolting bit of chasidic chicanery (feel free to pronounce that any way that makes it alliterative)–the kidnapping of a girl from her ex-Satmar mere.
Pious fraud that Jewdar is, we, like Rabbi Meir in the Talmud, pray for our enemies to do teshuva. Failing that, however, we would like somebody to get Biblical on their asses (it’s like getting medieval, but even more hardcore). No permanent harm, but we wouldn’t mind some pain and blood. And repentance, of course. Lots and lots of repentance.