Rabboisai,
Before delivering to you this week's drasha, for which I am sure you can barely control your excitement, you minuval, I would like to share with you a maiseh shehoya.
The Brisker Ruv was once riding in a horse dawn carriage to the wake of a local archbishop. Along the way he met one of his talmidim who inquired of his destination. The Brisker Ruv responded, "Not that it is any of your damned business, you chazer, but I am paying my last respects to Archbishop McGillicuty."
"But Rebbe," his student asked, "how can you honor a Galach, especially inside a church?"
The Brisker stroked his beard, descended from the carriage, lovingly placed his hand on the back of the student's neck, and thrust his student's face into the bucket collecting the horse's dung. "Minuval!," the Ruv shouted, "do you think that Klal Yisroel has a monopoly on understanding the Rebboinoisheloilum? All great faiths are just as confused as we are!" And with that he sped off to the wake, where he had a rendezvous scheduled with the Archbishop's mistress, Brother Timothy.
In the spirit of sharing such Toirah and wisdom, I would like to point out a new source of Toirah that has recently been brought to my attention. It is The Frum Skeptics Group, accessible at:
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/thefrumskepticsgroup/
The tone of the discussion runs from humorous to serious, with most participants clearly agonizing over the fact that they woke up one day and discovered that they were not struck down by a bolt of lightening when they forgot to say asher yutzar after pishin-zein. One has even referred to having spent years "living in the closet" before discovering this community of like-minded individuals. So for those of you who have serious (or silly) questions of faith, you may wish to visit the site and/ or join the group.
In this week's Parsha, Kee Saitzay, we are warned against cross-dressing, "The garment of a man should not adorn a woman, and a man shall not dress in the smock of of a woman, for it is blasphemous to the Aimishteh..." (Devarim, Perek Chuff Bayz, Pasuk Hay).
The Bais Yoiseph asks an obvious question: Why is the Toirah so damned uptight? He answers that Moishe Rabbeinu was clearly a terrible homophobe. Referring to a famous medrish, the Bais Yoiseph suggests that Moishe's homophobia was due to Moishe's famous lisp, which was always perceived by others as a gay characteristic, and for which he was always mocked at the gym.
However, the RAIVID disagrees vehemently. He points out that not all cross dressers are homosexuals, and that most homosexuals are not cross dressers. Indeed, the Raivid himself always wore a long black bekesheh, a shtreimel, and an extra long gartel whenever he went cruisin' for Yeshivah buchrim.
Rather, the RAIVID cites a medrish about Moishe which says that while in exile in Midyan, Moishe once went into a bar and hit on someone with nice, round buttocks who turned out to be a guy. Says the RAIVID, that left Moishe Rabbeinu with life-long hard feelings.
However, the Pri Megadin holds farkert: he interprets a line in the Zoihar as suggesting that in Midyan Moishe Rabbeinu dated a man for six months, but was left bitter after a harsh breakup.
The Klay Yukkur suggests that the RAIVID and the Pri Megadin spent far too much time in the mikvah together. Rather, to clarify the Toirah's strong antipathy towards cross dressing, he points to the proximity of the banning of cross dressing to a subsequent commandment stated in the Toirah. He notes that the mitzvah immediately following is Shiluach HaKan, the biblical injunction decreeing that a mother bird must be chased from a nest before its eggs or babies are confiscated for culinary purposes. Of course, Rabbinic literature has always equated this strange law with the commandment to honor one's father and mother, since the Biblically promised reward for both is the same -- long life.
Commenting on the juxtaposition, the Klay Yukkur suggests that the Toirah is trying to tell us that we are required to honor our father and mother, even if one of them is a cross dresser. However, the Chayay Adam disagrees, holding that if your mother is a cross dresser you should still honor her, but if your father is a cross dresser he should be chased away with great haste.
I would humbly like to offer my own interpretation. The injunction against cross dressing is consistent with many other commandments raised in this Parsha which all deal with issues of human sexuality:
- Laws of marriage and divorce
- Laws of suspected wifely infidelity
- Laws of premarital relations
- A warning against marrying the wife of one's father
- The commandment that one recently married should not go out to war.
I would like to suggest that Moishe Rabbeinu, standing on the mountain addressing Klal Yisroel for many days, summing up the wisdom and accomplishments of his 40 or so years of leadership, was a little backed up, if you know what I mean. It was hot; women were in the crowd dressed in highly suggestive flowing sheets, and he had only one thing on his mind. Who knows when the last time was that he had done his "special mitzvah." He was ready, and it was all he could think about. Indeed, in the same Parsha, he also mentions the laws of bondage -- though they refer to slaves, in Moishe's disturbed state this set of rules may have been particularly pressing on his mind.
And as he looked down into the crowd, the further he looked in the distance, the harder it was to distinguish between the men and the women. This upset him so much, he made up the anti cross dressing legislation on the spot, so that in the future it would be easler to "check out the talent."
Indeed, the medrish notes that Aroin Hakoihain, the minuval, had already thought about this. Prior to his death, Aroin decreed that all Mishkan and Temple practices be performed with men and women separated. This was intended to make it easier for Koihanim performing the service to spot a hotty in the crowd, and then later pick her up by asking if she would like to play "hide the Karban Toidah" with him.
I am reminded of the early days of marriage to my Bashert, Feige Breinah. We had just been married, and two weeks into our marriage, when I suggested to my bashert that we try accomplishing a mitzvah in the backseat of the car while we were parked outside St Patrick's Cathedral, I was sternly told that while the suggestion was admirable, the timing was quite bad, for it was not "hunting season." I pleaded. I argued. I threatened to tell her father that while in Bais Yankif, her nickname was "Feige The Sword Swallower." All to no avail.
I stormed upstairs to take matters into my own hands, if you know what I mean. As I thought about this incident, I focused on the Biblical and rabbinic injunctions that bar marital relations at given times of the month. Who do they serve? Are they harmful or healthy for the relationship long term? Why does the Aimishteh even care, what, with the economy the way it is and with the Yankees dreadfully short of middle relief?
But I believe the that Toirah is trying to teach us a harsh lesson in this Parsha. You may be tempted to try on your wife's clothing, because, my Rebboinoisheloilum, she spends so much damn money on her wardrobe. However, cross dressing is strictly forbidden. Rather, Hakkadoshboruchhu prefers that you direct your energies towards more critical efforts, such as chasing mother birds from their nests, so you can ensure for yourself a long life of frustration...err, wisdom and fulfillment.
Ah gutten Shabbos, you Minuval
