‘Scuse me, but please excuse my complete and utter disgustedness at SG’s latest pearl of wisdom.
1) Regarding the Halacha of 4 inches, the Rabbonim should come out with a uniform standard, whether it’s 4 or 3 or whatever.
You’re showing such a complete lack of understanding of the meaning of the word HALACHA that it’s mindboggling. Halacha is not something that can be made or changed or bent. It exists. We don’t pull it out of thin air. We can change our understanding of it, but the way you’re suggesting it is- off.
2) Who will enforce it? Perhaps the Rabbi’s wife, and some community leaders wives. It’s no secret who the provocative dressers are. The violators would be warned first by the Rabbi’s wife.
If this is part of the duties of a rabbi’s wife, then I know of a lot of rabbis who will be out of a job because their wives would NEVER do such a thing.
3) All those people who say let’s enforce learning or Lashon Hara are missing the point: HOW YOU DRESS IN PUBLIC IS NOT YOUR BUSINESS BUT MINE BECAUSE I HAVE TO SEE IT.
This is just so strange. That’s like my saying, “The fact that you painted your front door orange is not your business but mine because I have to see it.” It’s really your business, you say? You paid for the paint and the labor, after all! But no. I’m the one who has to see it, so you need to repaint it BLACK. At your expense.
Remember- you can’t wear those squeaky shoes anymore- I have to listen to them! And please don’t wear a streimel or blue socks- something about them just gets me SO annoyed.
We girls get propagandized a lot that “the spirituality of men rests ENTIRELY on us!” And maybe some of it does, but that misses the whole point- that however much we might be able to help, THE MITZVAH IS YOURS. It is YOUR responsibility as a whole not to look. I can’t stop you from painting your front door orange- I’ll just try to ignore it when I pass by. Sure, sometimes I’ll see it accidentally, when I’m trying not to, and I’ll cringe and grit my teeth, but I still can’t make you repaint your door. I can think, wow, it’s totally your fault that I’m so annoyed today!- but that’s not going to stop the fact that it’s YOUR door.