So, again, I asked politely if he can tell me which floor that Rav lives in his building! He asked of what difference that makes, since the Rav paskened like that! I told him, "I'm just curious!"
He answered, turning red like a boiled beet, that the Rav lives on the Ground Floor!
I told him sternly and firmly that unless he gets a Rav that lives on the 3rd floor or higher, he better have that elevator activated!
To make a long story short, he did in fact activate the elevator for that Shabbas!
Fast forward three years I notice that the elevator has been activated as a Shabbas Elevator every single Shabbos! So, again, I asked politely, completely innocent, "What happened? Did that Rav change his psak?" He didn't answer me, but it turns out that his father-in-law lives on the 2nd floor and he has "loi aleinu" Parkinson's disease and can't climb stairs!
So I see that Chareidim listen to "Daas Teirah" as long as it doesn't affect them personally, once it hits home.... The Rav and his psak go out the window!
מי כעמך ישראל
Ah Geshmak Psak worthy of an unsteady state of narishkeit. May the poskim ramble on with their farkakte halachic shtoosim. For the rest of you normal Yidden it’s time to move to Tel Aviv.
ReplyDeleteGood riddance.Another parasite.Don't let the door shut behind you
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